Jungkook fixes his tie in the mirror. He's going for another meeting today, so he'll be home late. He sighs and stares at his reflection, studying his raven-black hair and handsome face.

After a while, he shakes his head and walks downstairs. Right at the bottom of the stairs, he sees Taehyung standing, fiddling with his hands. When Jungkook steps down, the elder looks up at him with big eyes.

"C-Can we talk?" he asks timidly. Jungkook instantly feels something in his stomach, but he ignores it and walks past the other.

"I have a meeting. Later." He answers harsher than intended. It's like Taehyung visually tenses at his words, looking down at the ground.

"Okay."

Jungkook sees him walk up the stairs in a hurry, probably scared or sad. He has been like that for quite a while now, flinching at everything Jungkook says or does. It's understandable, Jungkook would probably have been like that too.

But, being the stubborn idiot he is, he doesn't run after his husband that's probably sobbing in their bedroom right now. No, he puts on his jacket and walks out the door as if nothing ever happened.

Honestly, he doesn't know how to feel. He can't get his mind around what Taehyung did, and it's blinding him completely. He's not seeing how hurt Taehyung is, not seeing what's happening to himself either.

With a groan and a hand through his hair, he walks to his car and heads for work.

_____

"No, shut up!" Jimin whisper-yells at Hoseok, who stumbles through the door behind him. Their amazing and ground-breaking plan has been messed up. Or more like, Taehyung took in the fucking mail before they could get the letter.

Luckily, Jungkook had to leave for a meeting, so he hasn't opened it yet. Meaning, they need to sneak into his office and get it where Taehyung left it, without waking the brunette up. Or at least, not letting him see they are sneaking into Jungkook's office.

Why don't you just walk in there like a normal person? It's your house.

Because, Jungkook's office is off limits if he isn't in there himself. He's an OCD maniac when it comes to his office, and he doesn't want anyone near his precious work. Not even Taehyung goes in there alone.

So, that's why Hoseok and Jimin are currently sneaking up the stairs.

"Why does it have to be right next to their bedroom?" Hoseok whispers back and Jimin whacks him in the back of his head as soundless as possible.

"Shut up! There's nothing we can do about it," Jimin answers.

They get to the first floor, and Jimin looks at Taehyung and Jungkook's bedroom door. He listens intensely, and after concluding that Taehyung is either sleeping or working, they start tippy-toeing past the bedroom to the office.

Jimin quietly opens the door and they get inside.

"Fuck, that was more thrilling than I expected," Hoseok holds a hand over his chest in relief. Jimin just nods in agreement and hurries towards Jungkook's desk. He starts carefully looking through all the drawers and paper stacks.

"Yes!" He utters and takes up a letter.

It has their school's logo on it, so it must be the one.

"Then let's get out of here, we'll read it in your room," Hoseok urges. Jimin quickly agrees and they walk to the door. Once again, they slowly make their way outside and start heading for Jimin's room that's also on the first floor.

Hoseok is in the front, slowly walking.

Suddenly, the bedroom door opens and knocks Hoseok to the ground with a loud thud. Jimin jumps back in surprise and puts the letter in his back pocket.

"What's- oh my god Hoseok! Are you alright!?" Taehyung rushes around the door and squats down, seeing the younger male rubbing his forehead in pain, even some blood starts running.

"Y-Yeah, I'm great," he comments, but he doesn't sound convincing at all.

"Don't lie, come on, I'll fix it," Taehyung helps Hoseok back up, Jimin supporting his other side. They start walking down the stairs.

"What were you guys doing anyway?" Taehyung asks and the two youngsters gulp.

"We... ummm... we were playing hide and seek," Jimin spits out.

"But why were you together then-"

"I just found him."

"Aren't you too old for-"

"I'll never be too old for anything," Jimin says as they place Hoseok in one of the kitchen chairs. Taehyung can't help but giggle at that.

"Okay, I guess," he smiles.

And that's when Jimin notices something is off. Taehyung's eyes are rather red and that smile is definitely half-hearted. Before he can comment on it, his father walks to the kitchen to get some band-aid.

He quickly cleans the wound up, only earning a few small hisses from Hoseok.

"Thanks, Taehyung," the younger says after he finished. Taehyung smiles and ruffles his hair. Hoseok has been with Jimin for so long that he's basically a part of the family now.

"Don't worry about it," he replies.

Taehyung looks at his watch and gasps.

"Oh, I have to go to a lesson now... I'll see you later," he quickly says and gives Jimin's temple a sweet kiss. Jimin is just about to ask what's wrong, but the elder rushes out of the kitchen to get his jacket and shoes on.

They soon hear the front door open and close, leaving the silence to fill the room.

"Something's up... right?" Hoseok asks and Jimin nods quickly.

"He has been down lately, I wonder what's wrong," he says, getting a little nervous. Taehyung has had problems before, Jimin remembers that much... and it's never a good sign when the elder starts hiding what he's feeling, it always ends with him breaking down in the end.

"Dude, the letter," Hoseok suddenly points out.

"Oh, right," he answers and grabs it from his back pocket. He sits down on another chair and opens it up.

To Jeon Jungkook

Your son, Jeon Jimin, has been absent in more than half of my lessons. That's why I'm writing to you to make sure he'll start thinking about his school and future again.

Mrs. Min.

"What a bitch!" Jimin crumples the paper and throws it in the trashcan. "Fuck, she almost got me exposed!" he states annoyingly.

Hoseok exhales dramatically and leans back in the chair. He knows for a certain Jimin will never be allowed outside this house again if he gets caught shirking from school.

"At least that's fixed now..." Hoseok says. Jimin nods and sits down as well.

"Guess I'll miss out on English and Spanish then..."

_____

Taehyung steps out of the car and sees Jungkook doing the same right behind him. They both just arrived home from their individual work.

"H-Hi," Taehyung stutters. Jungkook simply nods his head and starts heading for the entrance. Taehyung gulps and runs after him.

He grabs the younger's sleeve, pulling him to a stop. Kinda déjà vu from the night of the party.

"C-Can we talk now?" he asks quietly.

"I'm really tired Taehyung, I'm not in the mood for this-"

"Please! I-I can't take this much longer..." Taehyung desperately says. His hold around Jungkook's wrist tightens. He doesn't know where to start or what to point out. He doesn't want to make Jungkook mad, but if this goes on for much longer, he'll definitely break again.

"Can't take what?" Jungkook asks coldhearted, turning slightly to look at his husband. His eyes are only half-lidded, and he looks tired.

Taehyung looks at him with big eyes, gulping before finding another place to stare at.

"T-This tension? Jungkook, I'm sorry... I didn't mean for it to happen, I barely remember anything I-"

"Taehyung, seriously? I thought we talked about this that night..." Jungkook replies.

His heart starts aching at his own tone, it's clear it doesn't want it this way. But his mind is so fixated on that one mistake Taehyung committed and it's eating him up.

"No, you don't understand... I can't live like this Jungkook, we haven't spoken properly in over two weeks now? We haven't touched or anything, it's killing me-" Taehyung's voice cracks at the last words, he feels the tears starting to sting in his eyes.

"And who's fault is that?" Jungkook spits. Now he's just pissed. Or course he's acting like this, Taehyung almost cheated on him.

"Jungkook, you know I'm sorry, w-what more do you want me to say?" Taehyung almost begs. The tears are now making his eyes shine, and Jungkook would be lying if he didn't say he felt an aching pain in his gut.

He frees his wrist and takes a step back.

"I'm too tired for this-"

"No! You just don't want to talk to me about it! I don't want to either, but I can't take this. It's like I'm a prisoner in my own house..." Taehyung looks down. His cheeks are flushed, and he quickly wipes a few tears that escaped.

"What's there to talk about!? You cheated on me Taehyung, how the fuck do you expect me to react!?" now he's very mad and annoyed. Taehyung flinches and takes a step back, still looking down.

"It's not-"

"Then tell me why!"

"I don't know-"

"Cut the bullshit, of course you do!" Jungkook grabs the other's arms harsher than intended. Taehyung yelps in surprise and looks at his husband with big eyes.

"Because you're never here..." he almost whispers. He lowers his head again, so much that his hair hides his red eyes.

"What are you talking about?" Jungkook asks in disbelief.

"Because you're never fucking here! Let me go-"

Taehyung helplessly tries to wiggle himself from the other's grip, but it's impossible. Jungkook still holds him tightly, looking at him in confusion.

"What-"

"Because you work all the fucking time! You're never with me, only to have sex or if you have to show me in front of your old, perverted colleagues! I hate it Jungkook! I can't take it anymore and that's why... that's why-"

Jungkook's eyes are now big as he turns the words in his head. Maybe, somewhere deep down he's not surprised. Still, his head is not having any of it.

"Are you turning this on me?" he asks.

"No! I'm just saying that it's not only me... and that maybe you should start realizing how I feel!?" Taehyung hesitantly says.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Jungkook lets the brunette go and takes a few steps back. His eyebrows are furrowed and his mouth slightly open in disbelief. He doesn't realize that Taehyung's words are actually true and that he's indeed just as guilty as his husband.

"K-Kookie, please listen to me-"

Taehyung tries aimlessly to grab Jungkook's arm, but he rips it away and stares at the other.

"Don't touch me! Go out and fuck with someone else, that's clearly the only thing you're good at!"

Silence.

Silence fills the cold air, only the sound of cars in the distance makes them realize that time didn't stop.

Jungkook feels his throat close up, his eyes opening wide at his own words.

For Taehyung, it's like the whole world just tumbled down on top of him, knocking the air out of his lungs. He looks at his husband, feeling the tears flow over and run down his red cheeks. The sadness and pain quickly mix in his breaching heart, forming together as pure anger.

His hair once again falls over his eyes.

"Taehyung, I didn't-"

SMACK.

Jungkook feels his head getting thrown to the side from the impact of Taehyung's hand on his left cheek. In shock and confusion, he steps further back and places a hand over the burning skin.

He soon feels a tight grip on his collar, and he's dragged down on the same level as Taehyung's eyes.

He leans close to the younger's ear and whispers.

"Even if I sleep with a hundred men, steal from a million people or even kill a person; You will never have the authority to say such things to me. Ever." Taehyung's voice shivers with anger as he holds tightly around his husband's collar.

"Tae-"

The elder doesn't hear a thing before he pushes Jungkook back and makes a run for it. The younger stumbles and stares as Taehyung runs out of their driveway and down the street.

Jungkook doesn't have the heart or mind to follow him. Only now does he know that now, he's the one who fucked up. Big time.