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Before Taehyung could get any further away from him, Jungkook caught him by the crook of his elbow and yanked him back roughly towards him. Taehyung's frail body lost its balance, plummeting back into Jungkook as Jungkook fell hard on his butt onto the dirt ground, gritting his teeth at the pain that coursed up his spine. He maintained a rigid grip on Taehyung's arm though, knowing that if he'd let him go just because he was in immense pain, he'd never see Taehyung again. It was the awkwardness of the predicament that would propel them further apart and Jungkook couldn't comprehend why, but he didn't want that to occur.

Paralyzed with anxiety, Taehyung remained flawlessly immobile in Jungkook's lap, not even attempting to jerk his elbow free from Jungkook's brutal grasp. Jungkook gazed straight at the back of Taehyung's head, sighing softly as he hesitantly alleviated his grip off of Taehyung's elbow. "Tae? Wh- why'd you run?" Jungkook asked softly, almost breathlessly, dejected that Taehyung was that terrified of him right now.

Taehyung remained absolutely motionless as Jungkook gently clasped his shoulder. "Tae?" Jungkook questioned once more, concerned that he'd royally fucked up. "I'm sorry," they both stated in unison, Taehyung quickly veering his head towards Jungkook. Jungkook could see that Taehyung's visible cheek was red as he stared at Taehyung's profile.

"Ah... you go first," Taehyung stated softly, looking down at the ground. Jungkook sighed softly in relief as he leaned back on his hands, Taehyung still sitting in his lap. "Tae, I'm so sorry if I hurt you or scared you... I- It-" Jungkook stopped short, acknowledging he had no honest justification for the way he'd behaved towards Taehyung. Taehyung could tell that Jungkook was too timid to proceed and opened his mouth to speak now. "No, I'm sorry... E- Everyone has something that they enjoy... or something they find kinky and I... Well, I completely overreacted," he stated, trying to keep up the facade that Jungkook hadn't just taken his innocence.

Jungkook plopped his head on Taehyung's shoulder, a heavy sigh of consolation leaving his lips. "I'm so glad that you don't hate me," he whispered softly, lifting his head to turn Taehyung's slender body towards him. Taehyung's head was still drooped in embarrassment, his eyes focused on the ground as Jungkook cupped the sides of Taehyung's face. He could feel where Taehyung's cheeks sunk in slightly on his face, lifting Taehyung's head so that Jungkook could look him in the eyes.

Taehyung's eyes slowly rose from the ground, his head still slightly bowed as he stared up at Jungkook, making his eyes appear larger and more trusting. Jungkook swallowed visibly as he forced a smile towards Taehyung, entirely taken aback by the innocence that surged forth from that look and assaulted Jungkook. "You... you don't have to worry about me hating you, Jungkook. That could never happen. I promise," Taehyung whispered softly, offering a delicate smile.

Jungkook felt like his heart was being snatched away from him by that smile as he shook his head aggressively. "Wh- why is that?" Jungkook asked, trying to calm his racing heart. Taehyung grazed his lower lip in thought, capturing Jungkook's eyes with this unexpected action. "Well, do you believe in love at first sight?" Taehyung asked innocently, fascinated to hear Jungkook's response.

Jungkook laughed loudly and shook his head at Taehyung's question. "No. There's no such thing," Jungkook asserted bluntly, still cackling behind his answer. "It's about what's on the inside and you can't understand a person just by looking at them. I believe in lust at first sight because you can appreciate someone's appearance just at a glance. Why?" he asked, moving his leg that was gradually falling asleep under Taehyung's weight.

Taehyung felt crushed by that answer, his heart sinking as he tried to counteract those attacking words. "B- but common facts say that within the first 30 seconds of gazing into someone's eyes, people determine whether they're in love with that person or not," Taehyung expressed, trying to mend his wounded heart. Jungkook scoffed as he leaned back on his hands, resting his head against his shoulder as he stared straight into Taehyung's eyes. "Why is this so crucial for you? I don't believe in love, period. It's infuriating and a damn good way to lose your freedom and independence."

Taehyung felt that retort puncture his already bruised heart like a sharp knife as he let out an unstable breath. "Oh... I- I was just curious," Taehyung stated softly, shaking his head before smiling with determination. He was going to compel Jungkook to fall in love with him somehow. Jungkook sighed with irritation as he tilted his head onto his other shoulder, still staring at Taehyung. "Why were you so inquisitive about it?"

Taehyung looked up from the ground once more with wide, bright eyes, seizing Jungkook's breath with his radiant innocence. "W- Well, I just want to know more about you. Like, what your favorite color is and things like that," Taehyung announced, trying to change the subject in an inconspicuous way. Jungkook sighed loudly and shook his head. "Why are you trying to get to know me? All I want to do is get high and fuck. Is that so hard to understand?" Jungkook asked in annoyance before shoving Taehyung off of his lap and slowly standing up.

Taehyung looked up at Jungkook from the ground, slowly unlocking his limbs out from under him to stand up as well. "R- right. Shall we then?" Jungkook's eyes shifted slightly at Taehyung's words. "W- wait? Are we going to get high again and fuck?"

Taehyung offered a sheepish smile, hoping that eventually, Jungkook would want more from him than just drugs and sex. "If that's what you want to do, I'm always down," Taehyung declared, smiling on the outside even though his heart was in immense stinging pain from the conversation. Jungkook grabbed Taehyung's hand without a second thought. "Then, we should get high in my room!"

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Jimin sat at the lunch table with Yoongi, Hoseok, and Seokjin, wondering what Taehyung was up to at the moment. He hadn't seen Taehyung since he'd decided to go for a walk and Jimin was starting to worry since Taehyung was his best friend. Jimin glanced around the cafeteria with apprehensive eyes as Seokjin placed a hand over his own forgotten hand. "I'm sure he's fine, Jimin. He's old enough to make his own decisions and learn from the consequences of those actions. You shouldn't fret too much about him. He's a big boy," Seokjin declared, trying to calm Jimin's rattled nerves.

Jimin promptly turned his wary eyes on Seokjin, a glare flickering across his face before his expression softened. "I know he's old enough to make his own conclusions, but I still distress over him... What if he has another asthma attack or a seizure or something else transpires and I'm not there to help him?" Jimin asked, sighing heavily with a doubtful shake of his head. Seokjin shook his head back at Jimin to indicate his superfluous concern, laughing softly as he squeezed Jimin's hand in support. "You worry too much, Minnie. I promise you, he'll be fine."

Jimin shook his head again, his eyes wide with agony as he gently pat Seokjin's hand with his free hand. "You don't understand how dangerous his asthma can evolve, Jin... I can't tell you all the details, seeing as how his family made me promise to keep his condition under wraps, but you all already know that he has asthma because Tae told you himself. So I honestly don't really know where my promise stands anymore since he already let that slip."

Seokjin tilted his head as Yoongi and Hoseok leaned closer as well. "It's kind of hard to keep an asthmatic person confidential though, since you know, it affects their breathing to a point that they wheeze," Seokjin noted as the others nodded in agreement. Hoseok eyed Jimin carefully as Jimin sighed softly before opening his mouth to speak. "If I tell you, you cannot tell anyone else and you take this to your graves."

Seokjin looked towards Yoongi and Hoseok before looking back at Jimin with a severe expression. "I don't plan to tell anyone. I promise to take this to my grave if you choose to tell me." Jimin glanced over at Hoseok and Yoongi, who both in fluid unity held their right hands up before pressing them to the left sides of their chests. "Promise," they recited in unison as well before Hoseok laughed softly.

Jimin chuckled softly at how compatible Yoongi and Hoseok were before nodding firmly. "I know Tae informed you he had asthma, but he didn't tell you how severe it was, did he?" Jimin asked, glancing around at the group. Seokjin, Yoongi, and Hoseok all shook their heads as Jimin opened his mouth once more to speak. "So, Tae's asthma formed from chronic bronchitis when he was younger," he whispered barely audible, the other's leaning in to huddle around Jimin more in order to hear his next remarks.

"His bronchitis causes his heart to palpitate, which he says it feels like his heart is constantly racing. That's not what bothers him most though... The part that bothers him is when his chest seizes up on him and he can't even take in any oxygen. His parents started to take notice of this when he had a seizure in the middle of one of his lessons. Sometimes, he just faints, but he has to take a breathing treatment when it happens... And it happens more than you'd like to think, Jin. That's why I worry so much about him... He can easily..." Jimin trailed off at that thought, not wanting to finish that sentence as everyone leaned back away from him with wide eyes.

Nobody knew what to say as they slumped into silence before Seokjin stood to his feet and grabbed his tray. "Then let's go find him. It's been too long since any of us have last seen him," he declared as Jimin stood to his feet as well. None of them had really started eating yet, all of their trays still full of the miserable looking cafeteria food.

Hoseok and Yoongi slowly stood to their feet as well, grabbing their trays and walking towards the trash cans in the center of the cafeteria. Seokjin and Jimin followed behind them as they stood by the trash cans for a moment. "Where should we start looking first?" Yoongi questioned, trying to figure out a plan. Seokjin shook his head quickly as they all dumped their food and the styrofoam trays into the trash. "I think we should split up. It'll be a faster way to find him, you know?"

Jimin nodded his head in approval vigorously. "I agree with Jin. And just call the others whenever you've found him to inform the others," he stated as they all nodded in determination. They all started to stride quickly in diverse directions in their search for Taehyung.

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Taehyung felt a tingling pain gradually dispersing from his chest as he laid on Jungkook's bed, motionless for the most part. Jungkook smiled down at him with the syringes in his hand as he sat down next to Taehyung.

Taehyung could tell he felt light-headed now as he looked at Jungkook's back that was dramatically obscured by his perception. "Mm," he whimpered out, turning onto his side to breathe deeper. He clasped his shirt tightly in his fist as he coerced himself to take a deep breath that hurt more than normal.

Jungkook turned towards him with the needle meant for him as Taehyung gently pushed it away. "I- I c- can't," he softly choked out, clutching his shirt tighter as his entire surroundings proceeded to blur. "I- I c- can't b- breathe," he whispered faintly, wheezing harshly for oxygen. "P- plea- se, Jun- Jungkook," he whispered, gently nudging Jungkook's thigh before he tumbled forward onto the floor.

Taehyung was too weak to pick himself up as he lay with his face on the cold, hard floor. He stared at Jungkook's shoes as he grabbed for one of them, only to have Jungkook kick his hand away. He didn't fully comprehend the situation and he didn't know why Taehyung was pretending to be so incapable. "What's your problem? Get up," Jungkook instructed as he pulled the needle he'd just injected himself with from the crook of his elbow.

Taehyung couldn't even sense the tears in his eyes as he strived harder than ever to get oxygen into his lungs. He tried once more to get Jungkook's attention by clenching the bottom of his pants as tightly in his fist as he could conjure. Jungkook looked down at Taehyung with vague and hazy eyes before he laughed softly. "What are you even doing?" Jungkook asked, shaking Taehyung's hand off of his pants before laying back into his mattress. "I guess you don't really want to fuck, huh? Fucking pointless to even try talking to you... You haven't even tried to respond to me since we left the courtyard," he recounted angrily, rolling over onto his side as he heard Hoseok putting the key into their door.

The door opened slowly, only to be slammed shut quickly as Jungkook peeked over his shoulder to see Hoseok and Yoongi scrambling towards his bed. He slowly shifted into a sitting position as Hoseok crouched down by the side of his bed. "Tae," Hoseok cried frantically as Yoongi shoved Jungkook harshly in his chest, hurling him onto his back again. "Did you not see him struggling?!" Yoongi yelled, before crouching down next to Hoseok.

Hoseok hastily turned Taehyung over onto his back, cradling his shoulders tightly in his arm as he gently shook Taehyung. Taehyung peeked through faint eyes as he tugged negligibly on the left side of his shirt, a severe expression of suffering etched across his face before Hoseok heard him wheeze loudly. Hoseok snatched Taehyung up off of the floor, scowling angrily down at Jungkook before he promptly pivoted and left the room with Taehyung's limp body. Yoongi stood up from crouching on the ground, staring down at Jungkook as Jungkook stared back up at him in a daze. Yoongi picked up the needles on the bed and flashed them dangerously at Jungkook. "Drugs? Really? I understand Tae is an enabler and he won't stop you. In fact, he probably suggested it, but you could have assisted him," Yoongi warned before turning on his heel to follow after Hoseok and Taehyung with the needles still in hand.