"Look at me," he began, his voice cracking in the process. "Look at me dammit!"
The tears had already spilled but fortunately, they weren't visible to him. Shaking uncontrollably, his arms were spread.
"Serre-moi dans tes bras très fort, à me fair...
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Taehyung walked towards Jin, not realizing how furious the elder looked. Despite that though, he continued walking along, excited to speak to him.
Finally the two were face to face and the younger smiled brightly. He was nervous, extremely nervous but he had to remember it was Jin and all he had to do was get him to listen.
Seokjin didn't respond but he only glared at the jewelry laying against his chest. His breathing had been out of control and he was sure that one stupid move from Taehyung could make him go berserk.
Taehyung took noticed at where his hyung's eyes were and smiled in relief. He was glad he didn't have to explain that he was wearing the necklace because Seokjin had already taken sight of it.
The younger chuckled, "I see that you have noticed the necklace...I really–"
"Why do you have it?" Jin cut him off with no type of emotion laced into his voice.
Taehyung raised a brow, still smiling. "I mean...I wasn't going to just leave it."
"Are you trying to taunt me?" The elder asked, not caring that people were starting to stare at them.
"Taunt you? Why would you think I would be taunting you?" Taehyung frowned.
He scoffed, crossing his arms against his chest. "You just waltzed your way in here, knowing that this is my job and I was going to be here and wearing that stupid necklace just so you could see my reaction...just to piss me off like you always did."
The younger realized that this was not going the way he wanted it to. He was utterly confused as to why Jin was even thinking like that in the first place.
"Hyung, that's not–"
"YES!" Seokjin yelled, earning stares from now everyone. Silence was now upon them as he watched the boy in front him who was flinching. Yoongi and Namjoon who were in a corner, admiring each other had realized there was a scene and as they noticed who was involved...a sickening feeling arose in the blonde's body. He then continued, "Yes that's exactly what this was."
"Let me explain," Taehyung pleaded. Those words coming out of his mouth left his body feeling weird...those words were all too familiar.
"Taehyung, ever since I met you...you have made my life a living fucking hell. You come into my life, stomp on my...my heart," Seokjin paused when his voice had cracked mid sentence, he could feel it all in his throat. He didn't want the tears to show...he didn't want Taehyung to see that side of him. "Then you just taunt me...you show up out of no where and talk to me...you talk to me as if you didn't break my heart into pieces."
