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"tell me what's wrong taetae. you've been acting so weird lately." the fourteen year old spoke in a soft tone.
the boy next to her, shook his head, his body trembling.
"no!"
tzuyu scooted closer to taehyung on the park bench, cupping his cheeks.
"it's okay to scream and cry. don't worry." she smiled sadly, wiping taehyung's tears away with her small hands.
"do you want to be lovers, tae?"
"i'm not like the rest. why am i so different...why do i feel this way?" the dark haired boy placed his hands on the latter's, bringing them down into his lap.
"what makes you so different, taetae?" her long brown hair flew in the october wind as she held her best friend's hands.
"i d-dont know why, but i can't date you because i t-think i like boys." instead of taehyung crying, tzuyu broke down, pulling tae in for a big hug.
taehyung relaxed in her embrace, releasing a shaky breath.
"oh taetae, there's nothing wrong with you.."
the two teenagers cried in the park alone that day, promising to never leave each other.
back to present:
"tell me what happened, hyung!" jungkook huffed out in annoyance, holding his head in his hands.
the latter just wouldn't stop crying, his face buried in his knees.
jungkook made sure that no one would enter the boy's bathroom at the moment.
his closest friend came up to him crying, no, sobbing. jimin kept tugging at his hoodie, trying to get his attention.
jungkook quickly said bye to his classmate and took his hyung to the bathroom.
but five minutes had passed and the pink haired male hadn't said anything, he just kept crying.
speaking truthfully, jungkook was never good at comforting people when they were crying.
the ravenette swore that he would kill whoever made jimin cry like this, though.
they heard the door open and quiet footsteps approach them.
taehyung.
the silver haired male widened his eyes as he made eye contact with the older.
he looked at jungkook then at jimin.
taehyung frowned when he heard a heart breaking sob emit from jimin, who was sitting on the floor. (against the tiled wall)
"gguk...?" taehyung furrowed his eyebrows in a confused manner.
"i don't really know what happened." jungkook sighed, giving a small plead for taehyung to help him out.
bending down, taehyung carefully placed his hand on jimin's arm.
"wanna talk bout' it?" the sixteen year old spoke gently and with caution.
"y-yoongi..." jungkook clenched his fists hearing his name.
"what happened with yoongi?" taehyung ran his fingers through jimin's hair, trying to calm him down.
jimin looked up, showing his red eyes.
sniffling, he said "he played me."
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the pink haired male stopped walking, all his books falling from his hands.
yoongi had his arm around another boy's waist as he kissed him passionately.
angry and sad tears fell from jimin's doe eyes as he walked up to the two males standing near the lockers.
"did i mean nothing to you, yoongi?" he asked, his voice calm on the outside but screaming on the inside.
the black haired boy pulled away from the boy he was kissing, wiping his swollen lips.
chuckling, he eyed jimin from head to toe. "were you supposed to?"
jimin felt as if someone just stabbed him, "you knew that i liked you! you even kissed me after i told you..." the small boy shook his head, tears still falling from his cheeks.
"i t-trusted you."
yoongi smirked, "you shouldn't trust so easily jiminie. especially if a playboy like me starts talkin to you." he shoved his hands in his jean pockets.
what had happened next, shocked everyone.
jimin slapped yoongi across his cheek, his heart suddenly hurting and his small hands shaking.
"i hate you." the pink haired boy ran away, going to the only person that came to his mind.
yoongi stood there speechless, his pale cheek reddened from the impact.
he made someone who was always so calm and happy, someone who hated violence, mad. no, the truth was that he had broken jimin's heart for good.
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"how long have you two known each other?" after jimin had told them the whole story, he felt a bit better.
"a year.."
jungkook was fuming, "i need to go see that jerk!"
taehyung quickly stood up, blocking the pathway.
"no, you can't do anything stupid right now. not when jimin's in this state, things could get worse for him."
"but-" the silver haired boy placed his hand on jungkook's hard chest, pushing him gently.
he shook his head slowly.
and all of a sudden the seventeen year old felt like kissing the younger.
jeungguk stared at taehyung's soft looking lips shamelessly.
clearing his throat, taehyung gave jungkook a pat as if trying to say 'not right now hun' and walked away.
hoseok had went to ask the teacher if jimin could home because he wasn't feeling well.
the teacher said yes, of course.
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after his long day at school, taehyung came home and sighed before entering.
shockingly, his parents weren't home, only his brothers were.
"hyungie!" haneul smiled, his eyes turning into little crescents.
"hiii." taehyung ruffled the nine year old's brown hair.
"where's mom and dad?"
jihun said "they went to california or some shit for work."
taehyung gasped, clapping out of happiness.
"for how long?"
"two weeks."
this news was too good to be true.
@/n: i wanted to write that yoonmin thing for so long ;) i almost dont feel like writing the angst parts 4 taekook anymre :(
#ilovefluff
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Fanfiction[ON GOING] 𝐡𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬. "we were never meant to be together jeongguk. we weren't supposed to meet each other..." the silver haired boy said quietly, his body shaking and his breathing shallow. jungkook raised his hand to caress the latter's cheek...
