The Black Rose Tattoo (TaeKook) [COMPLETED]

"I hate your existence"

Taehyung's POV

I laid on my bed thinking about something. Actually thinking about Jungkook. I have never thought about a person. What happened to me? Fuck.. I have fucked with a lot of men and women but never think about that. He even didn't do anything to me. But I was still thinking about how he pushed me against the wall..how he kissed my neck. I closed my eyes. Fuck I am going crazy. I should stop thinking about him. I just used him. Did I? Or did he use me? I shouldn't think about this..no...but I miss him. Fuck.

I got up from my bed, wearing my shirt. I went towards Jungkook's room and saw his door was open? Why? Then I heard some shouting. I went towards the door. Anger took over me. Suga was pinning him against the wall. Why fuck why?

"Koo- Jungkook.." I mumbled. He forbidden me to call him Kookie. So I didn't call him that. I really want to. But I respect his opinion. Kim Taehyung exactly when did you start to respect another's opinion? They both looked at me. They both moved away from each other. Kookie's eyes were red and puffy. Was he crying? Why is it my headache if he is crying or not?

"What happened?" I asked. Then I saw his hands were full of blood. My eyes grew bigger

"You are bleeding, Jungkook" I said and went towards the first aid kit box.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?" I shouted at Suga. Did he hurt him?

"Fuck you two" He left. I didn't care. I just cared about the guy in front of me.

"Let me help you" I said. Jungkook nodded. I started to clean the blood. Then I saw where it was coming from. Did he do this all to himself? And hide it behind the tattoo?

"What happened, koo?" I asked looking at him "You can tell me" I said "I won't judge you but you can lessen your pain by telling me" I said slowly. When did I become Mother Teresa? I never cared for anyone in my life then why him? He must be really in pain if he does this to him.

"DO YOUR FUCKING JOB AND MOVE" He shouted. I slightly flinched because of his sudden shouting. Ouch..it hurts

"Jungkook.." I mumbled. He grabbed my neck, pulled me closer. He tightens his grip around my throat. I choked. Tears were falling from my eyes. My face became red as I couldn't breathe.

"I c..can't b..breathe.." I said. He didn't loosen his grip

"I WILL CUT YOUR THROAT IF YOU CALLED ME, I WILL CUT YOUR TONGUE IF YOU TALK TO ME AGAIN, I WILL CUT YOU LEGS IF YOU COME TO ME, I WILL ERASE YOUR EXISTENCE IF YOU SHOW ANY KIND OF BRATTY BEHAVIOR OF YOURS TO ME" He shouted. I never felt so bad for myself in my whole life. Why am I so caring about him? That's how he repays me for caring him.

"I hate your existence" He said finally, pushed me away. I fell on the cold floor. I was gasping for breath. How could he do this to me? What did I do to him? I wiped my tears

I stood up, looking at him furiously. I went towards him and pushed my finger onto his wounds. He groaned from the pain. He really thought that he would tell me and I wouldn't do anything to him? He really thought that I would be like some vulnerable person and take it all in? No..Hell..no. I throw the cotton ball onto his face.

No matter what this shit hurt me. It really hurt me. How could he tell someone that he doesn't like his existence? No one should tell a person that.

Is my existence really bothering someone? I questioned myself. If yes..Then it's ALL FUCKING HIS PROBLEM NOT MINE.

"You hate my existence, right?" I looked into his eyes. He looked at me really furiously

"I am sorry for c..coming into your life" I said. Tears were coming from my eyes " I am sorry for bothering you" I hiccuped. "I will never talk to you again" I wiped my tears and left him alone. He can take care of his own wounds.

I hurriedly went to my washroom. I washed my face with the water. I really felt bad for him. But is he gonna leave me?

"You are gonna regret soon" I looked at the mirror and smirked. I know he will call me one time. He will regret all of his words. Just to add extra spice I added last sentences. So he could know that never ever tell someone to erase his existence..never..

Third Person's POV

Yoongi went towards his room. He threw all the things at the ground. He threw the vase at the door. It scattered in pieces just like his heart. He pulled his own hair

"Fuck..fuck..fuck..fuck..fuck.." he started shouting while pulling his hair. He slowly sat on the floor. He leaned on beside a wall. Then Hoseok came, hearing all the noises

"What happened, suga?" He came and hugged Suga

"Leave me alone, Hoseok"

"No way, you are in bad shape now"

"Please, give me some alone time" Yoongi begged. Hoseok knew that the older need some time and Hoseok always gave him. Hoseok patted Yoongi's shoulder

"Call me when you need me, Suga" suga nodded

"Thank you Hoseok. You always give me alone time" Yoongi said

"Why wouldn't I?" Hoseok chuckled and left

//10 Minutes Later//

"Suga, come for dinn-" Seokjin said and paused. Seeing the younger crawl in ball really broke Seokjin's heart

"What happened, Suga?" Seokjin went towards Yoongi and hugged him. Yoongi hugged him back. He loves How Seokjin takes care of him. Yoongi was much happy that someone is older than him. Adulthood is really a complicated thing and it really tensed him. But Seokjin being the only one who is older than Yoongi takes care of the younger like his own.

Jimin always refused this kind of affection from Seokjin. That's why there was a huge wall between Jimin and Seokjin. Seokjin never told Jimin about his hardships and Jimin felt left alone.

"You can tell me, Suga" Seokjin ruffled Yoongi's hair and kissed him on his hair

"It's a..all my fault"

"For what?"

"Just know that this is all my fault" Yoongi muttered

Namjoon was seeing all of this and he didn't like that at all.
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