"I-I made a mistake..."

"What are you doing here?" I stare at him with anger, knowing what he did to my sister. "How do you dare talk to my sister that way?" I don't let myself feel any pity for this person who hurt my loved one.

"I'm so sorry..." he looks down, his body weak like never it was before. "I never meant to pronounce those words...I love her so much Yoongi I swear...I was just so scared and frightened that something could have happened to her that I couldn't control myself anymore...I was broken to see she wasn't believing me..."

"You were broken?" my eyebrows raise, his red puffy eyes looking up at me piteously. "And just because of that you had to take all of it out on my little sister? Didn't you say you would never hurt her? That she means the world to you?"

"I'm so sorry...I never meant any of my words Yoongi, I swear to you...I love your sister sincerely...I can't live without her, when I saw the way she looked into my eyes...I realized I did wrong, I acted out of stress and nervousness..." he doesn't drift his eyes away from mine, looking desperate and at his wit's end as if he had lost everything in his life. "I love Y/N like no one on this earth could do it. I'm nothing without her..."

"Go f*ck yourself," I start into his eyes, pronouncing the sme words than the one he dared to say to my sister. He drops his look down to the ground, bursting into tears on repeat to dissolve into them. "Do you know how much she loves you? How torn apart she was when she heard you swearing at her that way? She trusted you and all she wanted was you to explain yourself clearly without yelling at her like a f*cking piece of sh*t! How could you do that when you know how much scared she is to hear you screaming and getting angry at her?!"

He keeps his head lowered, his teardrops hitting the ground every second. "P-Please...C-Can I see her...?"

"She's not here and I don't want her to see you now because I know she would forgive you easily, she's way too kind," I push the door to close it right at his nose, but he stands up abruptly and stops me by laying his hand on the flat surface. "Please...Yoongi...I need to talk to her...she left her phone at our house and-"

"I told you to go f*ck yourself. You won't see her now," I slam the door to be sure he won't try to stop it again.

I can still hear his sobs just behind the walls but I ignore it and head back to the bedroom.

"Hey wait..." Taehyung walks up to me, speaking in a low voice. "What is happening...?"

"That piece of sh*t talked badly to my sister, he freaking made her cry just because he thought she was with another guy and that she wasn't believing him about some texts...." I sigh. "What kind of texts?"

"I don't know," I glance away, thinking like I should get to know what are those messages she talked about. "But she said it was disgusting ones about her..."

"And...why wouldn't you ask Jungkook for the texts...? If it's true...he should still have them...No?"

This guy never had such a good idea, why the hell didn't I think about it before?

"Can you do it for me? I'm pretty sure he's still here," I ask him a favor, having some things to do with Y/N who's still in the bedroom with our little brother. Taehyung accepts and goes to the door to go find Jungkook, while I'm heading back to my sister.

'TAEHYUNG'S P.O.V'

I walk down the stairs of the apartment and run out, to give me higher chances to find or catch Jungkook. As soon as a muscular figure sat on a small wall appears into my sight, I get closer and sit by his side. His body bent over, his elbows on his thighs for his head to rest on his hands while heavy tears are leaving his eyes.

"Jungkook..." I pronounce his name in a quiet voice, making sound through his sobs. He turns his head to look at me, revealing his red puffy eyes and an extreme desolation that I've never seen before. "I hate myself so much Taehyung..."

"Tell me what happened in details..."

"I..." he chokes up, his voice cracking at each attempt to say something. He starts to speak again, doing his best to explain me all the events that occurred. His state is worsening the more he's telling me everything, his body is obviously shaking, his tears turning more into falls that something else. This is the first time of my life that I see him that weak, hopeless and broken.

I agree that he did wrong and made a bad mistake, I can't even believe that he said such words to the girl that all the guys knew he was head over heels in love with, their relationship was so special and strong, they never fought like that but Jungkook is at fault without any hesitation. He should have shown her the messages.

"Do you still have the texts?" I request.

He takes his phone out of his pocket and unlocks it, the screen wallpaper revealing a cute and stunning picture of Y/N, he opens his messages and select one of the chats.

The conversation appears and he hands me the device for me to take it and read everything.

That is disgusting. How the hell can I guy speak about a girl like that...? That's horrible. No wonder he was out of his mind when he saw who it was.

"Why didn't you show her the texts more clearly when she asked you...?"

"I couldn't stand the fact she was believing him and not me...I know I was dumb but I felt disappointed...I was so scared that someone could have touched her, hurt her that I couldn't control myself anymore..."

"When you swore...what went through your head...?" I gaze at him, feeling like this is not him, he's not the type to swear at someone he loves a lot. "I don't know...I couldn't think straight...I love her so much that I feel like deep sh*t when I realize what I did...I can't believe I dared to say that...I swear Taehyung...I want to kill myself..."

"Stop it," I correct him, knowing he's being stupid. "You maybe did something bad but it was just words that you couldn't hold back because of the stress and all in the spur of the moment. Hasn't she swore at you one time when she was angry as well?"

"No...she never did it..." he shakes his head and bends it forward. "She could have shot back with the same words but she didn't even say anything...the look she had in her eyes when she heard me...this was the most heart breaking and terrible thing I've never seen in my life...I saw how much I hurt her..."

"We all make mistakes and say things we don't mean...I'm not going to lie and tell you that this isn't serious, if she was my sister, I would have knocked you out but...you should just talk..." I attempt to reassure him, noticing he could be passing out at any moment with the state in which he is. "She's not like everyone Taehyung...she never swears at people, even when she's mad as hell she doesn't say anything bad at their face, I know how she is and how much she can be hurt with things that usual people consider as simple and not important...she deserves to be pampered and loved like a precious little baby...she acts tough and all but she's way too kind for this damn world...she deserves better than me..." he wipes his tears away from his face, making sounds of pain and remorse.

What a unique man...I've never seen anyone acting all mad and then regretting in one second, to be so down in the dumps and drown in his own tears. Loving each other the way they do can be like heaven and the best thing on earth, but this also be dangerous and terribly bad. They barely have serious fights which means that once this one they just had happens, this can affect their relationship severely.

"I want to talk to her and tell her how much I love her and never meant anything of what I said..." he starts to get back in the deepest melancholia again, fiddling with his pants while looking like the saddest person on this earth. "Everything I have is all because she's with me...she takes care of me, gives me more than necessary and never stops spoiling me with the best she can...I'm shameful to know that I'm nothing compared to her...I never helped her as much as she did it for me...I didn't have any money to pay for the bills that were wasting all her money...I couldn't find a job and she still kept me at her house when she was going through a hard time with her own brother...Now...she spends her money for me and Daehan more than for herself, only because she wants to make us happy..."

I let him talk to get the things out of his chest, no matter how much he's torturing his own self by thinking about those things.

"Why don't you think about what she says about you?" I speak out, mentioning something he always ignore. "What...?" he raises his eyes up to his left to meet mine. Even for me, this is hard to maintain the contact, I can perceive all the wretchedness. "What she always repeats unceasingly, the way she describes how much you make her feel good and happy in her life, the way you helped her to get over things. Spoiling you and his little brother is her own happiness, when she texts me to talk about you it's always to tell me how much you're cute, amazing, wonderful and perfect for her...Do you even know all the pain she hides from you?"

He looks up at me with some shock, not expecting something like that to be said. I wasn't supposed to say this but screw it.

"She always tell me, Jimin and her brother how much she feels so bad for not being enough...she already told me that she would have to spent restless nights in your arms, trying to think about something else other than what hurts her and makes her cry. I'm pretty sure you don't even know it, but she had a lot of nights and where she would go hide in the bathroom while you would be sleeping to just cry because of the condition in which she would be, all the problems she knew she would have to solve without telling you to not make you worry about her. All she wants is to make you and her little brother happy without caring about herself. So stop doubting her feelings towards you, her sincerity and devotion. You know her more than anyone else so why can't you see that she's just hiding all her pain? Did she cry in front of you when you yelled at her?"

"She didn't..." he shakes his head with the heavy sorrow overwhelming him. He knows it's the true and he cannot face it.

"Yet, she was crying like a baby when she came to his brother's house. This just show how much she doesn't want to show you when she's broken, she knows it will hurt you and she keeps that away from you to only see you happy and yet, you still do that just because you get mad. She pretends to be tough in front of you but once she's with someone else, she's not the same person, she looks like a desperate person, you're the only one able to put a damn smile on her face Jungkook. You both love each other like crazy and you can see just by the look into your eyes when you're both close to each other and observing one another, that nothing will be able to drift you apart. Not even a fight like that."

A silence remain through the dark streets with only his sobs audible. I know I'm talking roughly but the truth has to be said.

"I know I'm harsh right now but I cannot bear the fact that she would be considered as the girl who went out without her man to talk with other guys and got brought back home because she was just talking with them...! If I didn't hear the story and didn't know Y/N well, I would think she is the one at fault for not believing you but this is not even freaking true at all...! She believed you, she just wanted to be sure it was really Leo because for her, a friend who she knows for years would never do that...!"

"I know that...!" his wobbly voice echoes through the large space. "Then stop thinking she would dare to cheat on you..."

He glances away and passes his hands over his face, to let sharp exhales out. "She's here...right?"

"Yeah..." I say without caring about the fact that I know Yoongi wouldn't want him to know. I don't want to lie.

"Did you see her...?"

"Hm..." I nod. "She was crying...a lot..."

"I want to see and talk to her..." his lips curl down as he dropped his look. "I need to hold her tight in my arms..."

"She's with Yoongi who's comforting her so don't worry."

"But Yoongi is not me," he responds as I didn't expect him to react that way. "We complete each other, when I'm sad, she's the only one able to brighten up my mood, and when she's sad, I'm the one that has to be there for you because I know that she will need it..."

"But if you're the one who caused her pain, will you really be the one she will need at the moment?"

"I...I hope..." he slowly calms down. "I think you should just get back home and wait a little bit. You're both going to sleep and this will be better tomorrow," I opine, giving my own advices about this with the thoughts that I think as the best ideas.

"Taehyung...I can't...just to think that I'm going to go back there, in the house and stay all alone to go to sleep and lie down on that bed without her by my side, I can feel the real pain in my heart. I can't even text her or call her to show her how much I could apologize and how much I care about her..."

"Why can't you?" I frown. "She let her phone at our house..."

"Why didn't you bring it with you? You could have given it back to Yoongi..."

He gets something out of his pocket, the phone of the girl we are talking about. "I know I shouldn't have but I read some of her texts with Leo to see who it was for her..."

I take the device in my hands but look at him with some confusion. "What did you see?"

"First, it's the same number than the one that texted me and...I just saw she was talking with him as a friend...she mentioned my name a lot of times...which made me feel even more bad..."

"Did you really think she would cheat on you...? That's ridiculous...she loves you..."

"No I didn't...but...I don't know..."

"Just go back home and text her, I'm going to give her back her phone but she won't want to see you anyway..." I keep the device into my hands. Checking on him as I know how hard this is going to be for him to go back home all by himself without having Y/N with him for one whole day.

He stands up, his sorrow worsening again. "Goodbye...thanks for staying here with me...I just want your to all her that I love her...and...make sure she eats something...that she sleeps...please..." he tried to make fast, surely to hide his excessive sorrow. "I will, goodnight and don't concern yourself about her or your relationship, it's going to be alright," I allow him to go, he walks up to his car, getting into it without looking in my direction as I can still discern tears and anguish on his face. I hope they're soon going to get over it...It's depressing to see them like that.

At the sight of his car driving away, I go back inside the building, walking up the stairs to reach the house of Yoongi. I head towards his bedroom and knock on the door before entering it.

"Hey," I smile at them, not showing any of my real emotion after what just happened with Jungkook. "You forgot your phone..." I hand it to her, not mentioning the name of the man that hurt her or anything related to him. She thanks me and grabs it gently to put it on the mattress, I was used to see her always joyful and happy with Jungkook...now this is heart breaking.

I leave the room to not bother any of them and get back into the living room, to sit down on the couch and take hold of my phone. I already received texts from the sad man.

< Have you given her the phone? ]

[ Yes, don't worry >

< And have you told her the words I said? ]

[ Not yet, I think it's better to just wait a little bit >

< Yeah...alright...What is she doing right now? ]

[ She's in Yoongi's bedroom with him and Daehan but stop worrying about her and go to sleep >

< Do you really think I'll be able to sleep? ]

[ However...You should, Yoongi suggested her to wait for some several days before seeing you, like this, it will test your couple...I think that it's a good idea... >

< Test our couple? Are you serious? We both know each other like no one could do it. We love each other like crazy so what the f*ck is that idea?! ]

[ Aren't you the one who doubted about her feelings and thought she was cheating in you? >

< I never doubt about her! I just didn't know what to think!

[ Hey...just go to sleep and if you don't want to take my advice and help then deal with it. You did something good and at the same time bad so wait, I know you're both going to get over it in your own way together >

< Yeah sure... ]

I don't answer him, not knowing what to say since I know he's going to spend a sleepless night and not care about what I said.

•••

'YOUR P.O.V'

I turn around in my bed for the thousandth time, my phone vibrating onto the mattress at each text received from Jungkook only.

I take my phone and check what he's saying after avoiding him for the past few hours.

< Y/N? I know you won't answer me and I understand but I just want to apologize, I'll do it as much as necessary to show you and prove you how much I love you. I hate myself so much right now you can't even imagine, being in the bed, in the house alone without you close to me is the worst torture in this world for me. I love you so much and you know that I never meant what I said, not a single second. I was just so much high strung that I didn't know what I was doing... ]

< I love you so much Y/N...I'm really sorry. I hate to know you're hurt all because of the piece of sh*t that I am ]

< I leave you alone...I hope you're going to be able to fall asleep, don't think or be sad, I love you and the words I said were just some stupid things that left my mouth without realizing. Don't think about them but erase them from your brain even if you don't want to forgive me, don't do it but I just want you to not think about those words. ]

< I love you my baby, I mean it❤ Goodnight and I'm sorry again... ]

< I love you a lot❤ Don't cry just because of me baby, please❤ I hope you'll close your eyes and think about good things. I'll think about you...❤ ]

I put my phone down after locking it and falling into some sorrow, in contradiction to what Jungkook told me. He knows me well, he knows that I won't be able to stop thinking about the words he pronounced while staring into my eyes, that I won't be able to stop crying.

I wipe my tears away from my face and close my eyes.

- Three days later -

< Hey... ]

I move my eyes up from my screen, I want to answer but at the same time, I still think about the fact that he could do it again, he could get mad at me, yell and swear at me. I regret not shutting my mouth, I should have stayed there, keep my mouth shut and just not do anything but listen.

"Cuddle!" Daehan runs to me after bursting into my bedroom and climbs onto my bed, to come hug me. "When will we go see Kookie?"

I let my arm go down on my lap to give him my attention. I wrap one arm around him and pass my fingers through his fluffy black hair. "Do you want to see him?"

"Yes," he nods with his lips curled down. "If I drive you there and come back here to talk with Boba, is it okay?"

"You won't be with me...?"

"No...I need to...to talk with Boba a little bit..." I tell him a falsehood. "Oh..." he pouts and lays his hand on my stomach. "I want to see Kookie...I miss him..."

"Okay, I'm going to bring you there and give you one of my phone if you want me to come back."

"Okay..." he hugs me but I take him into my arms and stand up. I put my phone into my pocket to get out of the bedroom with him.

"Where are you going?" Yoongi takes a look at me walking up tot he front door. "He wants to see Jungkook so I'm just going to go drive him to there."

"Are you sure you don't want me to go?"

"No, it's fine..." I shake my head, finishing to put my shoes on at the same time than Daehan. I lift him up to carry him and go out of the house after telling goodbye to my brother.

"Are you angry with Kookie?" he questions me as we're walking up to my car. "No...I'm not..." I lie and open the door of the vehicle in the back to put him inside. "Why aren't you talking with each other then...? He doesn't like me anymore...?"

"It's not like that my baby, he loves you a lot but we just need some...some space..." I glance away, hating to say what we always told to each other that we would never do. We never wanted any space, we always knew we were different from other couples, we don't need to be away from one another, nor have our own time apart from each other.

I get on the driver seat and buckle my belt before checking the texts that I received from Jungkook again.

< Don't skip any meal baby, even if it's not healthy eat the food you want if it makes you feel better... ]

I place the phone down onto the seat next to me, feeling worse just to know how much he's texting me, caring about me when all I'm doing is ignoring him. Everytime I see a test popping up on my screen, my heart goes crazy. I'm scared to face him, even if what he did wasn't unforgivable, it really hurt me to see him pronouncing those words twice without looking away, I know this is the sign and proof that he means it because whenever he's telling a lie or just random words passing through his mind, he breaks the eye contact between us and flees away from my gaze but this time, his stare was firm and stern like ever before.

"Cuddle...?" Daehan gets me to come back on earth. "Yes my love?"

"Can we pass by the bakery? Please?" he uses his soft tone to get me by the emotions the way he does it all the time. "Why? What do you want to eat?"

"I want to buy a donut for Kookie."

Again. Why does care he about him as much as if it was his own dad...?

"Okay...we will if you want..." I accept, not wanting to refuse something to him when all he wants is to make Jungkook happy.

"Cuddle...I asked to Kookie if I could call him daddy the other day but he said we should ask you, could I do it?"

This is the worst day ever goddammit...I thought he would forget this and never mention it again but I think this must mean a lot to him, otherwise he would not ask again.

"Yes...If you want but if he ever tells you that he doesn't want to, don't do it. Okay honey?" I look at his reflection in the rearview. "He said he would be happy if I was doing it."

"Then it's okay," I smile at him to not show any of my real feeling inside of me.

After some short minutes, we passed by the bakery as my little brother requested and we arrived at our usual house. I get out of the car, to reach Daehan in the back who hurried to unbuckle his seatbelt to open the door and reach the outside before I could get close.

He runs to the door when I was planning to get back into the car once he would have been knocking on the door.

"Kookie!" he hits the flat surface with his small fist while holding the little paper bag in which is the chocolate donut he bought just for the man.

I walk back to the front seat of the car without waiting, not wanting to face the person I know will cause me to cry.

The door opens in short seconds, a tall figure in his sweatpants and black tshirt appearing with a face that makes it even more painful for me. His red and puffy eyes that shows obviously how much he must have been crying. He smiles at the boy and takes him in his arms while I turned the ignition on to not stay here. He took a glance at my car once he drifted his eyes away from the young boy, he put him down, gesturing him to get into the house and then ran to my car, making it impossible for me to drive away.