Help Me Touch You || Vkook ff

Chapter 37

A/N:

Hi lovelies! 

Firstly my laptop is still not fixed but I rewrote the chapter. I borrowed my friend's laptop for a couple of hours so i cannot write another chapter; for today... I will be borrowing it again and posting another one this week. Hopefully I can resolve the issues of my own laptop soon enough. 

It's unedited, but hey~~ It's here!

Here is chapter 37 Lovelies! I hope you enjoy! And I appreciate every vote and comment. Thank you!

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He was devastated, Jungkook. To be told such things, by the very man that begged him for love, by the very man that had him at his wit's end, thinking he had fallen in love, by the very man he thought would be running after him no matter how many times he rejected him.

Yet here he was, abandoned. He was feeling rather lonely and worthless. He was feeling used.

'Wait a minute. Am I going to let him dictate everything and decide things on his own? Am I going to let him do this to me?'

So Jungkook waited outside for Taehyung, leaning on a nearby wall and wondering about the course of events that has taken place in these last few chaotic days of his life. And he waited, until he saw a tired and serious looking Taehyung walk out of the clinic.

He ran up to him, holding strongly in his grip the bag that was holding his now clean clothes.

"Taehyung..." – Jungkook said, making him halt his steps and turn to look at him.

Jungkook did not miss the displeasure and irritation that flowed about in his eyes, completely changing his gaze from a normal one to a rather pressured one.

"Yes, Mr. Jeon?" – asked Taehyung after a weak grunt left his mouth.

"I want to talk to you some more. Can we go to a nearby café or something, te talk things out?"

"I believe I said everything that needed to be said. Now if you'll excuse me..." – Taehyung was about to turn around and walk away when Jungkook responded.

"Well, you are not the only one who gets a say in all this. If you forgot and need some reminding of what I did and what I went through for you, I don't mind, I will paint a clear enough picture of it for you to remember." – Jungkook spat out.

Taehyung gritted his teeth.

"Look Jungkook. I'm not ungrateful. Thank you. Really. But this is not about what right or what's fair. This is my life and my mental health. And the way I see it, all the chaos I've had in my life recently has been centered around you. You are not good for me. It is painfully obvious to me that if you keep showing up you will make more of a mess out of me. Just please, for my sake, leave before you trigger another shift."

"I'm sorry, but no. You owe me at least one conversation before you walk out of my life. After all, my life was just as chaotic as yours when you walked into it. Now you want to waltz out of it like you had nothing to do with it? You owe me at least this."

Taehyung's jaw locked, its muscles tensing visibly. Taehyung did not like being around people, he did not like having relations with them more then he needed to. And he did not like being put on the spot and pressured like this. He rather enjoyed his aloneness. He had grown used to it and fond of it during the course of many years; most of his life really.

"Fine. What is it that you want to get out of it really? I don't understand...." – trailed off Taehyung and looked at Jungkook as the latter shrugged in response, glaring at the version of the man he's been falling for that was utterly different from the ones he's been getting to know. This version seemed to be less welcoming and less enjoyable to be around; 'seemed' being an important keyword as Jungkook made a mental note of it. This version was the hardest to crack, even harder than V. Yet Jungkook knew, if only he got the chance, he knows he will be to get under the beautiful man's skin sooner or later.

"It doesn't matter what I want to get out of it. What matters is I want it and I deserve it after everything."

Taehyung rolled his eyes rather sassily in Jungkook's opinion. Oh, Jungkook could see the 'model' in taehyung. Such a diva... Always wants things the way he wants them. Not realizing that he himself sounded unapologetically sassy just before. That little roll of eyes ignited in Jungkook the urge to break down Taehyung's walls even more.

"Where do you want to do this?" – asked Taehyung.

"Your place. I would say mine, but I doubt you'd feel comfortable in my territory. I presume you feel more confident and safe in yours. Wouldn't you?"

"What happened to a nearby café?" – Taehyung cocked a brow at Jungkook and the nonsense (not really) that he was spewing out.

"Do you really want to discuss your personal life and quite secret mental health in public? You are a famous model remember? I don't think it will be just the two of us in a café."

Taehyung sighed. He threw his head back and gazed at the night sky above them, taking another deep breath and releasing it as to clear his mind of any stress that was being put onto him. He definitely did not want a panic attack and a shift right then and there. He considered, wondered, and thought about it for a moment and then dropped his head to look Jungkook dead in the eyes.

"How do I know I'm safe around you? How do I know you won't try or force anything on me?"

"What the actual fuck? How could you think that? That's extremely insulting. You do remember that I'm training to be a psychologist right? Not to mention, with your own doctor. How could I ever?"

Taehyung scoffed sending Jungkook into a frenzy of confusing thoughts about what could possibly be going on in the man's head.

"How could you ever?" – Taehyung snorted and showed a face of utter disbelief and then continued.

"Did you really think I wouldn't notice the semen residue on me after I went home?"