Soul Mates | Jinkook ✓

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"How'd it go?" There was nothing but intense, awkward silence as he spoke, the other end of the line seeming completely dead as he heard the sound of the phone before dropped and someone walking away.

"He's not speaking to you." Came Taehyung's voice a minute later. He sounded completely disgusted and angry.

"What did I do?"

"You're really gonna ask that you fucking inconsiderate, ignorant monster?" Apparently Taehyung had him on speaker phone because that as definitely Jimin screaming at him.

"I -"

"Just don't, Jungkook." Taehyung again, sounding more and more done with him by the second.

"I just... Did you find Jin?"

Silence. Dead silence. It made his heart skip a beat before barely restarting inside his chest.

"Yeah, we found him."

"How is he?"

"Oh no you fucking don't." Jimin again, screaming even louder this time. "You don't get to ask things like that."

"Why?"

"Because it's real obvious you don't fucking care."

"Of course I do. I sent you to him, didn't I?"

"Oh, good job, Jungkook. You did one thing right for your mate. Congratulations. You really deserve mate of the year." Taehyung again, only his voice had dropped an entire octive and he sounded ready to rip him limb from limb.

"Hey, I tried, okay? I gave him a place to stay and I bought him clothes and -"

"And how does he fucking repay you, right? By having a traumatic past so you could have a happy one." Jimin practically snarled.

"Or maybe it was loving you so much you literally became his light? Like, if Jimin had told me that I would have fallen to my knees and promised to never let him feel another ounce of pain. What did you do again, Kook? Please remind me."

"Taehyung -"

"He's still alive if that's what you want to know." Static came across for a minute, before Jimin softly whispered something and the sounds of a door opening and closing were heard.

"Is he okay?"

"Why the fuck do you care? Is it because you actually feel something for him, or so you can make yourself look good by saying you tried?"

"I -"

"I mean, how good of a fucking sob story is this going to make for you with someone else? That your mate was so broken you couldn't stand it."

"Jimin -"

"I have to go, Jungkook. Unlike you I actually give a single fuck about my mate. Oh, and do me a favor? Lose both our God damn numbers. I honestly can't stand hearing your voice anymore."

...

Taking stock of what he had lost was a miserable undertaking, but a task that had to be completed none the less.

His mate - he was completly certian that Seokjin was never coming back. That there was no reconciling the damage that had been done. All he was ever going to be now was another portion of his trauma. Another scar upon his heart and on his wrist.

Namjoon - they had been friends for ten years, and just like that he was tired of dealing with his shit. Actually, no, his exact words had been something about Jungkook needing a reality check and to maybe get his head out of his own ass. There went his free therapy and the only person who enjoyed getting coffee with him.

Jimin - and fuck that one stung. They had been friends forever. Had grown up next to each other. Jimin was his best friend. His ride or die. A bright spot of sunshine. Happy and care free. Jimin made everyone around him better just by existing in the same space. Just by breathing the same air.

Taehyung - actually no, that was a lie. Taehyung was the only one of them still speaking to him, although it was short and clipped and a mere shadow of what it once was. So he let him go. It was unfair to ask him to betray his mate.

The most he ever got after that was an email from Jimin every few weeks, short and too the point, letting him know that Jin was still alive. Not that he was okay. Just that he was alive. A little reminder that hey, guess what? He didn't need you to survive after all.

If the theory was true and they were opposites, an action and a reaction, then he really hoped Seokjin was finally getting some of the happiness he deserved. Because he was definitely as far down into the darkness as he had ever been.