Formidable - Stromae

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The pencil glides skillfully over the paper, shading everything to perfection just as Jungkook has gotten use to doing when he draws, focusing all of his energy into his masterpiece.

After a long day of making music for his little cub, this is the perfect way to ease himself back to tranquility and a peaceful mindset.

Meanwhile Taehyung his back leaning against his shoulder, strumming softly to his guitar as soft melodies echoes the small space of their room, humming quietly with eyes closed as he travels to his own world. It hasn't been as a hectic night with the two as surprising as it is, spending it mostly like this without this sexual desire to do something. Just being like this is all they need in this Sunday night.

Just in their own peaceful bubble together, doing the things they love to do in the presence of the people they care about the most.

"Jungkook."

The ravenette didn't respond instantly since he was just so focused on his drawing, but then he hums quietly, moving his head to look down at him.

For a moment Taehyung doesn't say anything but then he softly smiles, looking up at him with his glowing eyes, "I feel happy."

The sound of those words felt almost like the strumming of strings like the guitar in Jungkook's heart, filling him with this sense of bliss. His tense body relaxes and he couldn't help but smile back, putting his drawing aside.

"Come here baby."

Taehyung puts his guitar to the side as well and climbs onto Jungkook's lap, straddling him down with a shy smile. The ravenette didn't even hesitate on gently brushing the raven hair away from Taehyung's face, cupping his cheeks and slowly leaning to clasp their lips together.

The way Jungkook's heart accelerated quickly against his chest the second their lips made contact is something so far beyond what he has ever felt before. The pulsing of his blood accelerates much faster through his body and the flutters only explodes in his stomach, forcing goosebumps to spread his milky skin.

He feels so happy too.

Very happy.

He wanted to communicate that happiness through the kiss. That his hands on Taehyung's waist as he pulls him closer isn't because he wants this to escalate into something more, but to show him through this passionate kiss how much his heart runs wild just for him.

It feels as though every day Jungkook falls deeper and deeper in love with the feeling of Taehyung. He falls in love with his eyes, that nearly squints when he's laughing. With his habit of caressing Jungkook's face in the morning to gently wake him up for classes. To the heavenly sensation when Jungkook is cuddled in his arms, feeling this sense of safety and warmness. Like a shield.

There's so much more Jungkook can go off into when describing what he loves about being with Taehyung, but words will never be enough.

They will never be enough to express what he truly feels for him, and perhaps they will never be enough.

All Jungkook can do now is just.... Show him as much as he can.

Even if the other isn't ready to face love.

Suddenly their moment of intimacy instantly is sliced away when Jungkook's phone suddenly rings.

Of course, if it's not Yeosang it's a phone call.

They quickly pulled away and Taehyung pouts childishly, hiding his annoyance. Jungkook chuckles fondly and pecks his lips softly before reaching for his phone beside him.

Then his smile drops.

The name that appeared on the screen brought his mind to harsh memories that he weighed painfully hard in his chest, filling him not only with guilt but also with intense sadness that he had tried so hard to cope through.

Woosung.

Taehyung stares at the contact name too, remembering that day as bright as daylight and he glances at Jungkook, a deep frown on his lips to the hesitant eyes the ravenette is staring at the phone, "You should answer."

He should.....

This is so sudden, fuck, what if Woosung called to cuss him out instead?

This made Jungkook nibble his bottom lip nervously, whimpering, "I said really mean things to him Taehyung. Shit, I would probably call him to cuss him out if it was me in his place."

There's so many things Jungkook wanted to say to him, but the heavy emotion of that day won't let him.

So much shame.

How could he ever say those things to him?

Woosung has always tried to keep him happy, his siblings safe and encourage him to pursue his dream.

He doesn't deserve someone as unstable as Jungkook in his life, who hurt him just because he let his rage get the best of him.

Maybe Jungkook is a coward, and he will gladly embrace that because he is a coward.

A coward to face his mistakes just yet because he hates being wrong. He hates apologizing because that means he fucked up and he hates fucking up.

Not with Woosung.

He hates fucking up with them.

A hand interlaces his other hand, making Jungkook look up at Taehyung, who is staring at him with a small smile.

"I'm right here, don't worry. You two need to talk it out and apologize..... This will only fill you with peace bunny, trust me."

That's true.

Jungkook will never be at peace if he doesn't talk to him, and so will Woosung since Jungkook means the world to him.

They need this closure.

So after a small nod, Jungkook was about to answer but then his phone stopped ringing.

Dammit.

"Oh," Jungkook says, getting the notification instantly that he got a missed call from him, "Hold on, I'm call back."

He held tightly onto Taehyung's hand as he redials the number. A shiver of nerves rakes up Jungkook's spine, unsure how to feel with talking to Woosung again after what happened last time. So many thoughts are rushing through his head at once, unsure how to even fucking talk to him without wanting to cry in guilt.

If he has to cry, he's going to cry.

He doesn't want to lose Woosung once again because of his stupid tongue.

However the phone rings.

And rings.

And rings.

And then it goes to voicemail.

"Now he doesn't answer," Jungkook sighs sadly, "He probably called by accident. Usually when he's upset he doesn't try to reach out. Speaking from experience."

Taehyung hums quietly, rubbing his knuckles with his thumb, "Call one more time just in case."

So Jungkook did but still nothing, this time going directly to voicemail.

Blocked.

Not surprised.

"Guess he blocked me now," Jungkook says quietly, staring at his phone, feeling his heart only weakens in his chest with a wobbling pout, "I did say harsh things to him, I wouldn't blame him for trying to ignore me."

He needs more time.

Tomorrow Jungkook will make sure to call him until they can fix this issue.

Taehyung stares at the sad eyes on Jungkook's face and leans forward, pecking a kiss on his forehead, "Everything will be okay. He'll come around."

Jungkook sighs quietly under his breath and puts his phone aside, focusing on Taehyung with a small smile, "I don't want to focus that right now, let alone get upset. We were in the middle of something?"

This only coax a roll of eyes from Taehyung's eyes but giggles as Jungkook kisses over his lips, the music of their childish laughter echoing the small room as they go into their own world. However before things could get further more intimate, Jungkook gently puts Taehyung aside and gets up to lock the door.

Then he stops.

It all happened so sudden when Jungkook began to see black spots coating his vision. An invisible hand clenches tightly to his throat so suffocatingly strong to the point he couldn't even breathe, only heaves to gather his shakily breaths but that only made his feet stumble over each other and his blood levels drop.

The coldness spreading his body like a disease.

And just like that, he drops to the ground in complete unconsciousness.

At the same time his phone buzzed to the notification of a voicemail.

From Woosung.

That arrived just before his phone died.

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A/N:
Oop.......

Well....... What do you think happened to Jungkook? Any ideas as to why Woosung would call him? Would it be to apologize?

This just got intenseeeee.

Let's get it!!

I PURPLE YOU!! <33