Rudejungkook Stories

"I wish I had never met you," Jungkook's voice was cold, sharp like glass. "I wish you had never stepped into my life." His eyes held nothing-no warmth, no regret. "People like you only care about money. Middle-class people... you all are the same. You can sell your pride, your body, your feelings-just for money. You can sleep with anyone if the price is right." Each word hit Taehyung harder than a slap. Why does it hurt this much? I knew he was cruel... I knew he was rude... then why does my chest feel like it's tearing apart? Taehyung stood there, fingers trembling, trying not to cry. This is the same man I smiled for every morning. The same man whose coffee I remembered. The same man whose anger I tried to soften without him ever asking. I fell in love with that rude, harsh, arrogant man... But when did it happen? Was it when he ignored me? When he shouted? Or when I saw pain hidden behind his cold eyes? How did I fall in love with someone who looks at me like I'm nothing? Jungkook turned away, jaw clenched, fists tight. Anger burned in him-not just at Taehyung, but at himself. Because somewhere deep inside, a voice screamed that his words were lies... and that scared him more than love ever could. Taehyung swallowed his sobs. If loving him means breaking myself... then why do I still want to stay?