TRAINER- Taekook Fanfic

Chapter 37

After a while, Jungkook left Taehyung in his room, when the other had calmed himself, to meet Yoongi.

Jungkook felt immense sorrow because of Taehyung, to see his broken state, to feel him crying unstoppably on his chest. And even though he himself had accepted Jin's death, he was avoiding to think about it because he would surely cry and he wanted to comfort others first.

Unlike how he entered Taehyung's room, Jungkook knocked the door so that he could give time to Yoongi before interrupting his silent, peaceful surrounding.

Jungkook was allowed to come in after a couple of seconds and when he entered he saw that Yoongi was sitting on the edge of his bed, his elbows placed on his knees and he was looking down; his dark brown hair falling in front of him like a veil.

Jungkook went and sat beside him, in the exact position, and kept the silence alive in the room; giving Yoongi enough place and time to get comfortable.

"How are you coping with it?" Yoongi asked after some minutes of peaceful and warm silence but his voice was husky and rough, his vocal cords disturbed, probably because of crying.

"Fine. I am not thinking about it. I won't be able to stop myself from becoming a crying mess and I prefer to do when I am alone." Jungkook realized that his trust on the sons of his enemy had grown a lot; so much that he was telling one of them about his preferences about crying, he was showing Yoongi his weakness.

As an answer to that, Yoongi chucked and mumbled, "Just like me," making Jungkook smile at the unexpected understanding between them.

Silence grew it's roots in the room once again and shaded those two in it's canopy.

Yoongi broke the silence once again by saying, "He was my elder brother, you know?"

"Yes, I know. But I don't know what it means to have an elder brother." Jungkook replied.

This caused Yoongi to look at him face-to-face. His condition wasn't too bad but, considering that he usually was a silent person who never exposed his feelings, it could be seen that he was at the verge of crumbling.

"An elder brother is someone you can go and talk to while your heart is in pain. He is someone who has tacitly promised that he is never going to judge you. Instead, he is going to listen to your every problem and give importance to your every word."

Yoongi gasped loudly, when he said that, as if he had risen from a deep ocean after a long time. That single gasp implied the intensity and depth of his suffering and ache.

He continued, "And Jin was the perfect elder brother. He might seem idiotically funny and a person who doesn't takes anything seriously but, in reality, he sensed whenever me or Taehyung were in trouble or going some hard times. He would care for us without being asked. He would show up at out door at midnight if he ever thought that he had heard a single sob."

Yoongi smiled, despite the colourless liquid leaking from his eyes. It was like an artist was drawing a beautiful artwork which signified his pain; each pencil stroke symbolizing a fresh throb of his heart.

"However, he was silly too. Making random lame jokes in the most unexpected moments. Embarrassing himself by making weird faces to make his loved ones laugh." Yoongi chuckled before explaining the love in his heart for his brother further, "I miss him. I miss how caring he could be, how helpful his nature was. I miss him yelling at me and roasting me when I saie something rude. I miss the way he sometimes said my name as a whine, outstretching it so that it sounded like a chorus of a song. I miss how beautifully he played piano or guitar. I miss the moments when he used to make food instead of the servants. I swear I ate nothing so delicious like that. I miss his every habit, everything he did, everything he said in his own style. Jin died way too early, he was one of the few people who made my day positive and worth living."

Yoongi ended there and cried silently in his own hands, his back moving up and down with every sob that left his lips.

Jungkook couldn't do anything, except occasionally pat the other and listen to him as he described his late brother. Jungkook couldn't do anything except joining in the mourning. It was like he gained a family himself, and he was feeling the loss of losing a sibling himself.

God, I cried while writing this chapter.

This is my first work like EVER so I usually didn't focus much on making it beautiful in the previous chapters but here I tried to make it more engaging to read. I hope you all like it 💜💜

I am back on my schedule cause I really don't want to ruin the end for you all. Enjoy! Have a great day/night ❤❤