Raw [Vkook]

77: Who would love me as me?

Us- James Bay

Warning: Smut

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It took everything inside Jungkook to not pass out complete by how nervous he was. He's visibly shaking and the chatter of his teeth to his anxiety is not doing him any justice.

The folder is right beside him, just waiting to be presented, and Jungkook just knows he's going to chicken out and throw it away instead, probably pretend to sleep while at it.

You know what, maybe that's exactly what he's going to do.

Risk the embarassment? Nope, not happening.

He probably got better gifts either way than some cheap draw-

Right when Jungkook was just about ready to flip everything in this whole room, a knock hits the door that soon followed by it to creak open to reveal Taehyung.

Too late to run now.

However before Jungkook could even say anything to his roommate on his day, Taehyung walks straight up to him, drops to his knees and settles himself between Jungkook's legs since he's sitting at the edge of the bed, wrapping his arms around his waist with face nuzzled to his chest, breathing heavily in almost relief.

Oh?

Now Jungkook was not expecting this at all.

His whole body froze instinctively, especially when Taehyung just squeezes him tighter against his body, "Being me is so hard sometimes Jungkook."

Oh someone better not have fucked over with his emotions....

Jungkook furrows his eyebrows, unable to help himself from placing his hand through Taehyung hair to calm him down, letting him continue, "I know i'm not easily likeable. I know many people may hate me for me being the way I am, and it's funny because I don't even know who I am either," Then he slowly looks up, meeting Jungkook's soft eyes, "You make it feel as though that doesn't matter.... That who I wish to become is a what's important... But it's so hard and I feel so weak."

Suddenly tears began to beam his eyes, followed by desperate hiccups, "How can I be in this life? Huh? How can I live without the pain to even breathe alone? Please Jungkook tell me," He hiccups quietly, raising a hand to caress Jungkook's cheek, "Because I don't want to give up. Just for you. I believe in us, I believe in our friendship and that's why I have to try. So tell me Jungkook, how can I keep going without feeling so broken?"

There's something about the vulnerability in his eyes and his quivering voice that tugs Jungkook's heart to complete vulnerability.

What happened to make him feel like this?

He heard him speak to Yeosang and he was fine.

Maybe it was just.... The mask.... Not give away how he actually felt inside.

Jungkook tenderly raises a hand to caress Taehyung's hand on his cheek, "You're not alone," He tells him quietly, "When the world turns their back on you, we will turn our back on the world. If it begins to feel dark, we will find our way through. There's no secret on how to adjust to the hard things in life, but hold onto me and we will make it through any hard obstacle together.... Okay? I won't abandon you, so don't be afraid to lean onto me when you need it."

And so Jungkook reaches with now confident hand to the folder, handing it to the man in front of him, a small smile on his lips, "Happy Birthday Taehyung."

The teary eyed man looks down at the folder, furrowing his eyebrows with a stubtle sniff, "What is this?"

"Your present."