PHASE

15

Jimin's delight was absolutely boundless, staring up at the shy smile Taehyung had set out.

“G-Guys...”
Jungkook stuttered, his words trailing off as his heart wrenched, chest tightening as it became harder for him to breathe, his stomach churning, he forced back tears, swallowing down a heavy sob.
His heart taking it's own time shattering, breaking into sharp shards with pointy ends.

No... It's okay, J-Jimin is just friends with Taehyung...

The tallest among the three shook his head vigorously, immediately plastering on a stiff smile which seemed too real to be fake.
“Jiminie hyung! Let's go, come on.”
Jungkook took the shortest by the hand with quickened steps forward, Jimin deftly reaching out doing the same with Tae as he plodded along, allowing himself to get pulled by Jungkook, his other hand clinging tightly onto Taehyung's.

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With each day that passed, Jimin seemed to be more taken by Taehyung. Always meeting up at school, at cafes, at parks and Jungkook? He seemed more passive, Jimin was worried but Jungkook always brushed him off anytime he tried, so Jimin decided to just give him his space until he was ready to talk. That was until he decided he'd had enough.

Jimin stomped into the room shutting Jungkook's open book with a push.

“Talk to me.”

“About what?”

“About anything Jungkook! I miss you... You used to be my best friend but now... It just seems like we're housemates. Housemates that! Do. Not. Get along!”
Jimin let out his complaints, he was frustrated and tired of the new mute Jungkook.

“Jimin I need to read.”
Jungkook picked up his book, ignoring Jimin's words.

“No!”
Jimin snatched the from the taller's hands.
“Tell me why you don't wanna be best friends anymore!”

“Jimin I think you and and I both know that my feelings for you has long surpassed that stage!”
Jungkook was angry now.
“You wanna know why I don't wanna talk anymore? Huh?? You wanna know hyung???”
Jungkook began advancing forward, his head tilted to the side, making Jimin back away.

“Jungkook-”

“You said you wanted to know so you can't be angry afterwards!”

The shorter's vision was flung to the side as he was pushed on the bed. Jimin turned over, getting on his hand and knees and crawling away on the bed as Jungkook grabbed onto his thigh, pulling him forth and flipping him over so he was on his back, pinning his hand above his head.

“You're so perfect. So beautiful hyung, I've wanted you for so long, loved you for so long, yet you never saw me that way. An now that Taehyung guy came along and you already like him don't you?”

“J-Jungk-”

“Quiet hyung, no talking now. I'm gonna have you. You're mine. I love you too much to let you go.”
Jungkook placed a kiss behind the latter's ear, his hand slipping beneath the other's shirt as Jimin struggled.

“Don't do this Kook!”

“Don't do what?”
Jungkook spoke from Jimin's nape, going lower as he sucked a hickey onto Jimin's collarbone, happy that he had now gone pliant.
Then he heard it, a sniffle.
Jungkook was shocked, he used his fingers bring Jimin's face to his as he examined it.
And to the reality of he himself and the world around them, Jimin was indeed crying.

His nose red, eyes puffy and red, eyelashes soaked, and cheeks streaked with tears.

Jungkook was quick to free the other's hands staring at his face as he began;
“I-I'm... I'm sorry... I'm sorry hyung... I... I promise I didn't mean to... I... I didn't...”

The taller boy had broken into a fit of sobs in the smaller's chest, allowing the other pet his head.

And that's when Jimin's phone had deemed it fit to ring.