𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗦𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 [DISCONTINUED]

chapter fourty two

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Namjoon watched Taehyung pack up.

They made love the second time, their last time. Taehyung was all dressed up, having a grey droopy T-shirt and his black hoodie on, having black shorts that are slightly ripped on the thighs. Namjoon was just leaning on the doorframe, sadly watching.

Taehyung zipped up his backpack, having multiple guns in it with a stack of bullets too. He looked up at the older, seeing him all emotional looking. The younger just walked over to the taller, reaching over and holding his hands, intertwining their fingers together.

"Yah, you ripped my ass, no emotion from what we did twice?" Taehyung chuckled, revealing his boxy smile to the male.

Namjoon's emotion didn't change.

The younger's smile disappeared, letting go of the older's hands and just softly sighed, crossing his arms. "I need you to be with me on this, okay?"

"I don't want you to go." Namjoon spoke up with a sad and low tone.

"I know. Jeongguk is out there, holding on for me and I'm making him suffer by just standing here and doing nothing." Taehyung's sudden anger appeared. "I don't have any other fucking choice. The only choice I'm accepting is saving my friend's ass before he gets killed by my mafia of an Appa. Do you understand?"

Namjoon bit his bottom lip, fluttering his eyes down. He gulped hard. "M'sorry."

"Look at me." Taehyung softly grabbed his chin to make the older slowly looked up at him. "Jeongguk will die because of me. And I want to be will you too but..I can't be in two places at once."

Namjoon lift his hands up to cup the younger's face caressing his cheekbones. He pressed their foreheads together as the boy puts his arms around the older's waist, having a small silence between each other.

Taehyung slowly leaned in and pressed their lips together, getting the other's lips in return. Namjoon closed his eyes tight, feeling tears run down his cheeks. He couldn't help to cry, his emotions attacking him.

Taehyung slowly disconnected their kiss, seeing the taller tearing up. He quickly wiped them away, slightly giggling. "You big baby."

Namjoon bit his bottom lip, quickly wiping his face with his own hand. "Sorry." He sniffed, slightly gulping. "I don't mean to seem..soft."

"It's okay." He kissed under his eye. "That's what love is, isn't it?" He whispered, poking his dimple.

"I hope it is." Namjoon scoffed, sniffing again.

"I do love you." Taehyung cupped the older's face, smiling softly. "I really mean it."

"We never even dated." The older mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck.

Taehyung couldn't help to chuckle, softly kissing his lips. "I love you."

"I love you too."

They both shared another loving kiss, Namjoon putting his arms around the boy's waist. The younger moved his arms around his neck, making the kiss a bit deeper. Namjoon put his hand on the side of the boy's face, trying to hold back his emotions again.

Taehyung disconnected their kiss, feeling his own eyes water too. The older pressed their foreheads together, breathing in. The boy just closed his eyes tight, gulping slightly hard.

"F-Fuck..now I'm crying." Taehyung whispered, sniffing.

The younger cleared his throat and moved his head away. He bit his bottom lip, starting to dig in his pocket. He softly grabbed Namjoon's hand, lifting it up to show his palm. He pulled out something in his pocket and placed it down on the older's hand, earning a small jingle from it.

Namjoon fluttered his eyes and looked at what's on the palm of his hand. He curled his brows and looked back up at Taehyung. "What are you..."

"Take it."

"No. I can't."

"I don't know if I'll be coming back." The younger said, smiling sadly. "It's better if I just leave it to someone that needs it."

"Are you sure?"

"I wouldn't care if you looked through my stuff." He chuckled. "You'll know everything about me when you do."

Namjoon curled his brows, looking back down at the keys. He saw a little key chain photo of Taehyung and Jeongguk, happily making peace signs. The older bit his bottom lip and looked at him.

Namjoon just pulled him into a hug, resting his head on the boy's shoulder. Taehyung put his arms around him, hugging him tightly. He didn't want to let go. Not just yet. He doesn't want him to leave.

But he has to be let go.

Namjoon pushed Yoongi's bedroom door open, walking in.

Yoongi looked up from his phone. "God, you scared me half to death! You just vanished and I haven't heard from you sin—" He stopped his words, seeing the boy's facial expressions. "Yah, are you okay?"

Namjoon just walked up to the bed that his Hyung is on, crawling up on the bed to lay down right beside him. He rest his head down on the older's shoulder. Yoongi curled his brows, putting his unwounded arm around the younger's shoulders.

"Taehyung left." Namjoon mumbled, having a grip on the older's shirt. His face was drenched in tears, face slightly red and his eyes bold shot.

"I knew it would've been hard for you." Yoongi mumbled, rubbing the boy's shoulder. "Don't worry so much. Taehyung's strong. He'll get through it."

"I miss him already." Namjoon whispered, his voice wavering.

"I know you do." Yoongi caressed his shoulder with his thumb. "It's okay."

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