2: Promises are made to be broken
"Taehyung you promised me that you will never leave me." My tears were constantly streaming while begging my lover not to leave him.
Taehyung leaned closer and held a firm grip on my trembling shoulders, trying to console his weeping lover.
"I know, it's hard for me too. I promise that once I finish my degree in New York. I swear, I'll come back to you, we'll be together again," he said and wiped my tears.
I could see that he was holding his tears back. He needs me just as I needed him.
"B-but why do we need to break up?" My voice slightly cracked as my lips quivered.
"Let fate do the job. This will prove if we're gonna work or if another route will open. Jungkook, I love you so much. But I also want you to explore your options." He pulled me in his embrace, holding me tightly.
I wanted to protest- to tell him that he's the only man I love and will ever love. But I held myself back... I can't stop him.
All along, I knew that my lover was and have always been a goal-driven individual, it was his dream to study Architecture in UCL.
But a part of me wishes that we'd still be in touch. So I can wait for him. So we can be together after all this dilemma.
♡♡♡
When they say "Distance makes the heart grow fonder."
It is indeed true.
Their hearts still linked to each other.
Their minds lingered their memories over and over.
"Jungkook when will you have a girlfriend?" His father asked. The aforementioned lad stared at him with a poker face, perfectly concealing his whammy expression.
"My amigos find it dubious that you've never had one," he added.
He gulped the lump on his throat as the stream of thoughts flowed through his mind.
"Dad I'm still young." His mother nodded in agreement.
"I know but they think that you are gay just because you've never had a girlfriend so you should try to prove them that you aren't," he said in an authoritative tone.
"I don't need to prove myself to other people nor appease your ego, Dad." He answered, the strong will within him oozes in his statement.
His father lightly shake his head before sighing in defeat, continuing to eat his meal like nothing happened.
♡♡♡
A strong smell of alcohol welcomed him in. Music were blasting on every corners of the room. A bunch of guys were here to have fun, relieve stress, or have some great one night stands.
Guys? It's actually a gay bar.
He didn't want to have a girlfriend nor a boyfriend.
He feels like if he had one, it's like cheating on Taehyung.
No one can replace him in his heart.
Taehyung owns it.
He sat on a black leather stool and ordered a light drink.
Suddenly, someone sat beside him. He acknowledged the guy beside him, turning his head towards the mysterious guy.
Jungkook's eyes moved down from his perfectly made face, to his broad shoulders down to his thick thighs.
Who is this hot guy?
"Hello." Jungkook said and smiled at the guy.
'Damn, I'm a hoe,' he thought.
"Hi, I'm Lee Hoseok," the guy said and offered a hand shake which he gladly accepted.
'His hands were veiny but his palms were soft,' he thought.
He gulped the lump on his throat, shifting his gaze away from him but moved back to him.
"I'm Jeon Jungkook. It's nice to meet you."
"The pleasure is mine." Hoseok played his eyebrows up and down before they both erupted in laughter.
They started getting to know each other.
They eventually got drunk and they knew that they fucked up.
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Jungkook's POV
I groaned and shift uncomfortably on the bed. When I opened my eyes I saw a man beside me and I hesitantly took a peak behind the duvet and the both of us are naked.
"Ahhhh." I screamed and he got startled and clumsily fall off the bed.
"Ouch, What's your problem? Why did you scream like that?" He asked and I protectively grip on the blanket that covers me.
"Did we perhaps-" I got cut off when Hoseok finished his words. "Yeah, we just had sex." He chuckled while I looked at him in disgust.
He looks proud as fuck.
"The fuck! I'm sorry but let's not meet again. You should forget what happed last night and I'll do the same," I said.
My feet brushed the cold tiles, as I snatched my clothes. I pulled my pants up before I zipped it up.
"But I like you, Jungkook." I took a deep breath and look at him, feeling disgusted.
"I am not like you. I'm not a gay." I hurriedly wear my shirt on, but my voice weren't muffled as I made sure that it's audible.
I know that deep inside, I lied not just to him but to myself.
"I don't want to see you anymore." I said and left him hanging.
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"Good Morning dad," he said as he stride his way upstairs.
He folded his newspapers and look at Jungkook's silhouette. "Jungkook, Come here." The clacking noises that filled the hallway halt mixed with a sigh as he walk towards the living room where his father is relaxing.
He motioned me to sit down so I did what he motioned me. "Why didn't you came home last night? Where have you been?" He asked.
He rubbed his nape as a grin formed on his lips.
"Dad I-i had- I've b-been," he stumbled upon his words.
"It's okay. You don't have to tell me your sex life." His father patted his back lightly, turning his eyes back to his newspaper.
"No- it's not like that!" He side eyed Jungkook and saw how his cheeks turned pink. He chuckled, filling the silent chamber.
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Double Lover | TaeKook
Fanfiction"Jungkook, are you cheating on me?" He used her to conceal his secret. A secret that he kept since he was young.
