𝑭𝑰𝑳𝑻𝑬𝑹 | PJM. JJK✔

future

Jungkook slammed the door shut after entering the apartement.

"Is that an intruder!?" Taehyung asked from the kitchen.

The student had to stand still for a moment to truly let it sink in that this was reality, but it still wouldn't reach him.

"Jk? Is that you?"

He dragged himself through the hallway to make a straight turn for his room, lost and tired and drained.

"Let me guess who's with you today! Is it Jim? I bet it's Jim."

Jungkook could hear Taehyung's footsteps approaching and didn't look at the man once he appeared in the hallway.

"Where's Jimin? Taehyung asked when he saw Jungkook standing by the door to his room, looking like a wounded dog that simply wanted to close it's eyes.

"You know... your boyfriend that's actually five guys?..."

Jungkook stayed silent, feeling like a grey, rainy cloud was coming down on him and only him. He stared at his door for a while before opening it, and disappeared into his room.

"Jk?"

Jungkook heard Taehyung calling him through his door but he couldn't listen to his friend right now. He couldn't listen to anyone.

He dropped himself on his bed, but he wasn't going to make his tent the way he always did when he was sad. The thing was ruined... it would only remind him of Jimin now...

"Jungkook did anything happen? Are you okay?"

Jungkook buried himself in his covers, not caring when oxygin started running low and the thick material made sweat run down his face and mix with the already present tears.

He wanted to shout at Taehyung to leave him alone but he didn't have the strength. He just needed to close his eyes. Things would be better when he'd open them, wouldn't they?

~~~

A hand combed through Jungkook's hair and stroked his face.

"You gonna wake up sleepyhead?"

The student groaned and frowned as if he thought the touch was simply a dream.

"I made some tea and an applepie... it came out pretty well if I do say so myself."

Jungkook slowly started to wake up, and with that, he also started to realise that the last few hours weren't a bad dream or a nightmare. They happened. Jungkook was alone again.

Taehyung cupped Jungkook's puffy morning face and smiled. "You wanna tell me what happened mister blowfish?"

Jungkook's eyes lazily ventured over to Taehyung. He felt dead inside, and he was pretty sure that that was also how he looked.

"Did something happen with you and Jimin? You guys are never apart for this long... unless you lost him again... but then you'd be losing your mind by now."

Jungkook gulped and stared up at his pure white ceiling. Could he bring himself to say it? Would it roll right off his tounge?

"We... he wanted a break."

The studen felt his eyes burn seconds after he spoke. God, he couldn't even say it without getting emotional?

"A break? Why would he want a break? You're the only one who's been busy making your entire life about him."

Jungkook looked at Taehyung. "You're on his side?" He asked as if the man knew anything about the situation