"He's just a good friend mom", Taehyung said, back facing his mother. "Stop lying to me, tae. I know you love that boy", Mrs. kim said standing from her chair. ×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~× ☞ Contains: ✿ Smut ✿ Fluff ✿ Angst ✿ Some plots may trigger you. However a warning will be mentioned on the top of those chapters. So don't worry. • Hateful comments are not allowed. If you don't like this book please do not read it. • This book is completely my imagination and has nothing to do with the real world. If you find some plots matching any other book, it's completely coincidental. Plagiarism and translation is not allowed. • Lastly, please like, comment and follow. I love you all bitches(◍•ᴗ•◍)❤ but i want you to support me because we ARMIesssss are family. ● Top Taehyung ⬆️ ● Bottom Jungkook⬇️

Taehyung fell in love, and Jungkook needed to end all this before everything went wrong. There were rules Jungkook lived by-unspoken, unbroken, carved deep into silence. He knew better than to let anyone step too close. He knew better than to let warmth seep past his guard. And yet, when Taehyung appeared, none of those rules seemed to hold. It was dangerous, the way Taehyung smiled at him, as if he could soften walls built to last a lifetime. Dangerous, the way he lingered, asking for nothing yet giving everything with the simplest of gestures. Dangerous, because Jungkook felt himself slipping-against every warning-into something he could not control. But control was survival. And survival meant endings. So he turned away. He cut the thread before it could knot into something unbreakable. He walked out, leaving silence in his place, because silence was safer than truth. Safer than letting Taehyung learn what lay beneath. But for Taehyung, silence was an unfinished sentence, a door that slammed before it could be opened. Some stories aren't told in words. They live in glances, in silences, in the spaces between one heartbeat and the next. Yet silence does not erase. It lingers, it haunts, it questions. Taehyung learned that some goodbyes are not endings, but beginnings forced into disguise. And the more he tried to forget, the heavier the memory became. Two hearts met in the shadows, where love was forbidden to bloom. One chose silence. The other chose to wait. But fate never forgets. And when the past returns, so does the question-Will you love me again? °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° ● Top Taehyung ⬆️ ● Bottom Jungkook⬇️