When blood drips (Discontinued)

27: unspoken knives...

Jungkook exited the room, files in hand. Just as the soft clock of the door was echoed, someone stepped out from the shadows, walking up to the confused Jimin. A hand was placed firmly on his shoulder, causing Jimin to Jump.

"Oh my god, Tae! You scared me!" Jimin said as he held his pounding heart. Taehyung stayed silent and just stared down as if the coffee stain on the fluffy white carpet was the most interesting thing in the world. Jimins expression fell to a sad and lost one as he heard nothing but the silence ring in his ears.

"... I wanted to talk... about yesterday..." Taehyung replyed after an icy minute of silence. His voice sounded hoarse and cracked like he had not spoken for an entire day. Maybe, because he hadn't. Taehyung was never good at dealing with sad situations. Whether it's be a breakup or a simple parting. Even if it was him who ended all ties.

Whenever he is sad or missing someone, he never speaks. He becomes this empty shell of the normally cheerful and happy alien. He just isnt himself. That's what scared Jimin the most. Jimin spent his night crying in Jungkooks arms. He felt to blame. He felt like all of this mess was his fault.

There were so many unspoken words, acting as knives, bringing them both down and cutting them from the inside. Weighing them to the point of sinking. They were drowning in the pit of silence. And Jimin was so, so happy that Taehyung finally decided to end the despair.

"S...s-sure... you wanna go to the cafe? We can talk over some coffee..." jimin suggested with a nervous gulp. Taehyung nodded, still avoiding eye contact.

The two silently walked towards the cafe. Jimin thanked all the gods he could think of for making the cafe only a few minutes away from the station.

They entered the still cafe, being completely engulfed with the smell of donuts and of course, coffee. They ordered and walked towards the far end of the building.

Today was a work day so the place was practically empty. That was for the better. It would be a lot easier to pour out your emotions when there is a smaller risk of others over hearing.

"Jimin I," Taehyung began. " I wanted to apologize... for everything. I'm sorry for letting my emotions get the better of me. Yesterday I was just so, broken. I felt betrayed. I mean, I know you. I know you more than anyone. More than Jungkook for gods sake. I mean, I know about the time you got a B- in your math test, in elementary school, and how much you cried because you felt like a disappointment. I know about the scar you got from that one time your dad was drunk, fifteen years ago. I know for a fact Jungkook didnt know half the things I know about you. But still. You keep that, that huge secret from me. Jimin, I understand that you trust Jungkook but what if he wasn't what you thought he was. You could've been seriously hurt or worse! Dead! How the hell do you expect me to live knowing that my Jiminie, my bestfriend, my soulmate, was killed by Jungkook. The very man he trusted and loved. And why? Well, because he is a vampire. Jimin, we aren't supposed to hide such things from each other. It's not fair. I thought you could trust me... but I guess I was wrong..." For the first time today, Taehyung looked into Jimins eyes. Jimin could see the shimmering, thick tears form in them.

"T...Tae. please don't say that! We are bestfriends, soulmates! You were honestly my first friend! I didnt mean for any of this to happen. This was all my fault. Taehyung, I trust you, I always did! But, Jungkook didnt... he said that I couldn't tell anyone. I mean, what if it did get out. That he was a, you know. His entire reputation, his cover would've been blown. He couldn't risk that. So he told me not to tell. I didnt want to hide anything from you. I'm so sorry Tae. I really am."

And just like that, their friendship was mended. Brought together after so much strain. All the words were finally put on air. The two stayed there for a while, just healing thier wounds in a warm embrace.

"Get him."

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