Hurting Me Softly | JIKOOK (Editing)

Chapter-8

Jungkook's pov.

          "Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook."

           I told him and he looked all flustered, I smirked at the redness on his face. For just a split of a second, I found him cute. But anger immediately took over me as I saw Taehyung entering with his soon-to-be husband.

           The day I woke up from the accident, I tried to call him. He probably blocked my number. So, I called his residence, one of his maids told me, ' Taehyung-sii is busy with his engagement preparations.'. So it was all true, he fucking betrayed me, when I poured all my love for him. I am not just a random boy who would get dumped and cry over it. I believe in taking revenge. I'll make your life a living hell, Taehyung. Even if I have to use your precious little brother.

          " What are these bandaids for? Did you get into a fight? Jimin asked, eyeing my face and neck which were covered with several bandaids. I could sense a spark in his eyes and this is what I  wanted. I smiled at him as he played with the hem of his shirt.

           " No, actually I got into an accident. I am still recovering," I said, running my fingers through my hair. My wounds were still fresh, physically and emotionally.

            Jimin mouthed an 'O' and shifted his gaze where Taehyung and his bitch were standing, talking to their parents, laughing.

~You can't laugh, smile, or even feel happy when I am burning inside, Taehyung.

           "Thank God, that bitch is finally here. I've been waiting for that fucker for like an eternity." Jimin said and made his way towards them. I quickly held his hand as he looked at me, shocked.

            " Take me with you, I want to greet him as well," I said acting politely as I wanted to go to Taehyung, holding hands with Jimin. I wanted him to feel threatened, I wanted him to feel suffocated like me.

            " Ohh, no no... We-We can't. We can't go like that." He said, pulling his hand off me as I stared at him.

            " Like what?"

            " Like... Like holding hands," he mumbled nervously and cupped his face with his tiny hands.

~Weirdo... Taehyung was right. I cringed, thinking.

             " Sorry, I didn't realize," I acted up and his shy smile suddenly made into a playful one.

             " It's okay. Let's just go," Jimin beamed and made his way to them as I followed him

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          Taehyung's pov.

             " You finally arrived, bitch," I heard Jimin saying from behind as I was busy talking with father.

            " Language Jimin," Hoseok said, playfully glaring at Jimin. I turned to see Jimin but my eyes got stuck behind Jimin as I saw a familiar figure appears. I closed my eyes hoping I was just hallucinating, but a lump started forming in my throat as I opened my eyes.

               He was coming toward me, holding my favorite red roses. His eyes showed anger and I was beyond shocked, how did he know about my engagement. He would probably go do something this stupid in anger, this was the only reason I was ignoring him. He was slightly injured. He must have gotten into a fight.

   
              " Hey," He said standing right Infront of me. Jimin stood between us looking at me then at Jungkook.

   
               "H-hi," I stuttered as I looked at Jungkook who never tore his gaze off me. I got flustered and ashamed at the same time. I wanted to cry. Cry out loud, apologize to him for being a coward. But I was too coward to do that as well.