Blue Jeans - Lana Del Rey

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Jungkook watches with a wet rag on his bloody knuckles as Woosung taps away on his phone with his facial expression vividly demonstrating that he is evidently pissed off. Even through the Joker make up, Jungkook could still see that troubling embodiment that he has memorized all too well in the years.

The type where his jaw is clenched, teeth gritted, eyes glaring, hands shaking in that need to hit something, deep breathes as he tries to calm himself down to not lash out in anger. It's the type of expression that would never have been directed to Jungkook personally, but on others yes, and that alone was terrifying to see from a second perspective.

Now that it's towards him just made him start to shiver on the spot in unease.

He doesn't know what to expect at all.

The make-up doesn't help. If anything, it's as though he's plotting to kill him at any given moment if Jungkook utters a single word.

The two haven't said a word to each other. Woosung only went to get a clean rag from the bathroom connected to this bed room and wets it, telling him to press it on his knuckles while he does something on his phone.

After a few more taps, Woosung sets it aside with a heavy sigh, "Done, the video was deleted from every phone in this party."

Wait what?

That's what he was doing?! Hacking other phones through his own phone!??

"What if they sent it to someone else or if others left by the time you deleted it?"

Woosung remains with eyes hooded, slowly moving a hand to tap the space on the bed beside him, "I said it's gone from every phone that filmed you, connected phone to it, social media, everyone, as if it didn't exist. Trust in my skills, or have you lost your touch while being here already?"

Well..... A small stab was expected.

Doesn't mean it still didn't hurt, yet he knows Woosung is just mad because he's worried.

He's not the type to lash out his anger on him.

A slight frown twitches Jungkook's lips as he slowly trails towards him and sits on the bed, letting Woosung take his hand carefully in his and press on his bloody knuckles with the rag like how he used to do back then whenever Jungkook got into physical fights.

Woosung used to always take care of him whenever Jungkook got a little reckless, and clearly those are habits that's not easy to shrug off.

For a moment it all feels like how it was back then. They were two stupid teenagers in love, who took care of one another and made sure that nothing would be a tough struggle for them to overcome as long as they were together. Since Woosung is the eldest, he was more protective over Jungkook, even though Jungkook got into the most fights to protect him even if he didn't need to do that.

Woosung is never one to fist fight someone if they piss him off, he tries off the talking method for a while and if it doesn't work Jungkook would be there to swing. They both know Woosung would completely lose himself if he fights someone, since it has happened plenty of times before and that's why he doesn't go to fighting instantly.

They were the almost like the Bonnie and Clyde of the town, maybe a little more crazy for each other, but that was never a problem for anyone.

Being near Woosung now just feels overwhelming, he could barely even breathe and still feels that fuzzy whirl circulating his body like a disease. Jungkook's heart is thrusting fast, nearly provoking from it pulsating out of his chest.

He still feels the same, and it hurts.

"Why did you get into a fight?" Woosung whispers lowly, still not looking up from the wounds but keeping his voice calm.

Jungkook was unable to stop staring at him, most specifically the tattoos on his bare chest and hands that's trying to be hidden by the red blazer. That alone was a provocation to very dangerous waters, especially for Jungkook.

Temptation, too much temptation.

"Defending a friend," Jungkook responds back, forcing his eyes to look at the wall instead, "I got a little carried away."

That's clearly an understatement, they both knew that.

A snort comes out of Woosung's lips, glancing at the ravenette with a familiar sparkle in his eyes, "That's no surprise. Anyone messes with someone you care about than it's always fists up for you," He snickers while moving onto the other hand to aid, "What I am surprised about is the fact you're even here at a party in the first place."

Jungkook looks down at his clean knuckle, feeling the weight fall heavy on his chest, "I could ask you the same thing. Busan is a little far away, don't you think?"

Woosung glances up at him again, tugging a slow smirk, "Did you forget I have a girlfriend that goes to school around here?" He chuckles in a way that made Jungkook nearly slap himself by how it made his stomach flutter, "The word got out about this party and she wanted me to come with her too."

Right..... Woosung isn't alone anymore.

As much as Jungkook tried, he couldn't fight off the slight scowl on his lips, trying to brush away his own little jealousy, "I fought for the guy I defended, Jimin....... He reminds me a lot about..... Her, so I just lost it."

Woosung stopped moving, perks his head up to look at Jungkook in the eye with a more concern look on his face, "Are you okay? Is he even okay? Did he get hurt in any way?"

His pulses are accelerating faster now to the point he could barely even breath, especially when Woosung placed a comforting hand on his wrist to the one he's tending.

Why....

Why is his touch the same...

Why does Jungkook still feel the same way?

Why can't it stop already? Enough time has passed as it is.

Why has nothing changed?

Jungkook nods, gulping down thickly, "Yeah, I'm okay. I just..... Zoned to that memory for a moment. Nothing bad happened to him, just some nasty remarks, he's okay."

The other only nods understandingly, letting his thumb caress over Jungkook's skin that sent instant chills to run over his body, "Its okay to still feel upset, she was very special to you. I can see why it would trigger you if something like that happened to your friend," But he suddenly slapped Jungkook's arm, "But no fighting, especially if you're hiding you idiot, let alone exposing yourself like this."

A sudden shiver runs over Jungkook's to the bright smile on Woosung's face, not holding himself back from saying, "I don't have to hide myself when I'm with you."

That phrase alone was a direct wound to a sensitive nerve in both of their hearts.

Woosung's smile slowly drops, fighting to close the familiar scar that held his moments with his first love. The light environment was now conquered by slight unease tension of the past, more so nostalgic. By now Jungkook's chest squeeze hard, yearning to be close to his ex lover once again, just in any way.

Just to be physically close.

They don't even have to do anything.

He just wants to hold him like how he used to do.

He misses him..... So much.

Woosung was a major part of Jungkook's life, especially growing up. They met each other so young, shrugging him off isn't as easy as he'd like it to be. Even if Jungkook makes new friends in this new life, he can never forget those who helped me grow and escape in the first place.

People like Woosung.

And it's almost as if Woosung felt the same way because when Jungkook started leaning, so did he.

The distance between the two souls only decreased, letting the loud music of the party and its toxic disaster fall all behind as their hearts desperately reach out to each other to reconnect once again.

To feel whole again.

However Woosung suddenly stops mid way and turns the other cheek, gulping thickly with eyes closed, "I have a girlfriend..... I have to stay loyal to her. I'm sorry."

Fuck, please make it stop hurting already!

Almost instantly did Jungkook's heart feel as if it's being stomach repeatedly on the ground, without any mercy or pity. A metaphoric knife only glides down his throat, urging that pain to be felt even if he didn't want to.

He's so stupid...

Jungkook knows better, he does!

Then why....

Please just.... Why!

Jungkook only fixes his eyes down to the space between them and pulls his hand back from his, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have.... I just..... I'm sorry-"

Woosung instantly shakes his head, clearly hiding his own battles behind his eyes with a soft smile, "It's okay, calm down. I just... If I'm with her than I have to be sole committed to her-"

"No, I know that, I didn't mean to try to overstep boundaries," Jungkook instantly rambles with a stressed hand over his hair, "My feelings just..... Got the best of me and.... I'm sorry."

"I know," Woosung whispers, "It got the best of me too....... Let's just not talk about that," So he suddenly shakes his head, desperate to hide his affections for the other, "Umm.... I talked to Little Gem the other day..... I'm keeping an eye out for him."

Gem.... 

Another name from the past of triggering feelings.

And not in a good way.

"You don't have to," Jungkook murmurs as he studies the fresh blisters and cuts on his knuckles, that are now clean, "He's my responsibility."

This had Woosung laughing lightly, just motivating the knife in Jungkook's throat to dig deeper, "Gem is more than just your brother to me. I do it because I care about him, he's a good kid that's just a little lost," He says assuringly, his eyes practically glowing to the mention of him, "I'll check up on him, don't worry-"

And their moment was cut short when the bedroom door suddenly swings open, cutting Woosung's words off from mid sentence.

Jungkook looks up to see Seokjin standing there with slight lips gapped, glancing between the two with a raised eyebrow, "Sorry, it's just we were looking for you to make sure you were okay...... But it seems-"

"Did you find him Jin?"

Oh great...

Taehyung suddenly came into view and almost instantly Jungkook could see the slight confusion filling his eyes. The air in the room feels almost too thick inhale, especially as it seems as though Taehyung's mind registered Woosung's face from the memory of the club because his face instantly scrunches up in aggravation.

It all happened so fast when Taehyung suddenly grabs Woosung by the collar of his blazer, yanks him to his feet and to his face, "I swear if you fucking do something to him, I'm going to make sure to break off all your damn fingers right off!"

Woosung stares back at him with a clear irritation of a dark cloud, evident that he's holding himself back calmly, "Jungkook, please get him away from me before I actually hurt him."

Jungkook was in the midst of already trying to separate the two, especially when Taehyung was already shouting at him to punch him if he feels like it.

However both Woosung and Jungkook knew better than to swing at someone who's only just mad and is trying to provoke a fight. They come from a place where that's not tolerated since it appears to be a weak move.

If you're tough to not be easily swayed, you get respect.

"Get the fuck off of him Taehyung!" Jungkook shouts as he grabs his his waist and yanks him back, managing to pry his fingers off Woosung's blazer. Taehyung instantly continues to struggle against him, clearly still frustrated after that fight break out from earlier.

If there's anything Jungkook knew about this whole scenario is that if Taehyung did manage to provoke Woosung badly, he would've ended up in the intensive care unit.

Jungkook knows from experience to not press on Woosung's buttons. He can be very calm and very reasoning, but the second someone presses over his buttons than it's done.

That's just how they were raised back home, to fight hard once you get into one.

It would be an understatement if Jungkook didn't say the same about himself.

They fight until the person is nearly drop dead unconscious, but only if it gets to the point they're pushed hard enough.

Then again, Jungkook can't assume so lowly about Taehyung's skills.

His tongue is enough to assume how he carries himself through a physical altercation. 

"Jungkook let me go!" Taehyung snarls angrily as he tries to pry his arms off of him, "I swear if he touched you-"

"That would be none of your business. Jungkook can do whatever he wants to do in his life without a babysitter," Woosung huffs annoyedly, soothing out the wrinkles of his blazer, glancing at Jungkook, "Well I'm go see where my girlfriend went off too. Have fun," Was all Woosung said before sending Jungkook one last look and walking out the room, past a very surprised Seokjin.

Jungkook was just about to say something to him, but kept his lips sealed, now boiling in aggravation as he holds onto a struggling Taehyung.

This was his only time he got to see someone from his past again, who didn't make him feel like shit.

Someone who brought him back to himself.

And now he's forced to show a face again, to hide.

To fucking hide again.

Taehyung angrily continues to struggle against him but Jungkook was still not letting go. This was Seokjin's cue to close the door to give the two some privacy, especially when Jungkook throws Taehyung on the bed, pinning him down by his hands.

Not his wrists.

"Let me go!" Taehyung growls angrily, struggling from under him, "Did I interrupt something, huh? I swear I see that guy everywhere-"

"Did you seriously not hear what he just said?" Jungkook asks, equally as annoyed, "He said he went to look for his girlfriend. Girlfriend. He's a taken man Taehyung."

Taehyung purses his lips, "BULLSHIT!" He yells back, catching Jungkook off guard, "The way he looks at you is not from someone who is taken!"

Please don't give me hope Taehyung.

This break up has been hard enough.

"And how would you know that huh!" Jungkook grunts as he holds onto Taehyung's hands tighter over his head, "You've seen me with other people before! What makes him so different-"

"Because you look at him the exact same way!" Taehyung finally explodes, forcing the air to stay stuck in Jungkook's throat.

Can be just last a single moment without feeling as though his heart is being ripped out his chest?

Just one single moment tonight?

Jungkook couldn't say anything, let alone gulp air as he stares down at Taehyung, who tries to calm himself down with a stubborn glare in his eyes to the ceiling, "I've only seen you around him twice, three times including tonight. And those times that I've see you both together, it's so obvious you feel something..... Look I don't care about who you end up with, at the end of the day I'm just a little pleasure buddy. Now speaking to you as the kid who wanted to be your best friend to get into your pants, I'm worried because I don't want you to get hurt..... Your heart is too good to get hurt by anyone..... I just don't want him to take advantage of it."

Wow.

Is this actually Taehyung saying this right now?

Him being vocal about his emotions??

Well.... That's...... An improvement.

Jungkook lets the words sink before letting out a heavy sigh, letting go of his hands slowly, "There's nothing going on between us. As I said, he has a girlfriend, who's a college student actually. That's why he's here since she also got the invite for this party," He says, keeping as much information out about him as possible, especially their past, "My heart is intact, I don't let anyone break it so easily."

There's something unusual about this protection Taehyung has for Jungkook.

This has been a repeated topic, but Jungkook can't wrap around his head how someone could possibly ever be this protective over him after such a little time.

Unless..... It's purposely done.

Taehyung doesn't give the impression of someone with bad motives, especially now that Jungkook got a good understanding of him, but he can't shrug off Taehyung's specific rage around Woosung.

He shouldn't care if anyone is out to hurt him or not, it's not his business either, but no matter what he says - he can't stand Woosung. 

That's something Jungkook will have to keep note to himself.

This made Taehyung tug a frown and breath out a small sigh, raising a bruised hand to clasp Jungkook's side of his face, "Yeah, you got a point," he murmurs lowly, suddenly switching a small smirk at the corner of his lips, "Onto other matters, that punch on Taeyong though..... Best I've ever seen."

Of course he wouldn't linger onto the topic, Taehyung isn't the heart to heart type.

Now the atmosphere instantly goes back to it being light, making Jungkook burst out a laugh, "I'm surprised you didn't stop me."

"I let you do what you had to do," Taehyung snickers before gesturing to the corner of his own lips being busted and the small bruise on his jaw, "But I prevented anyone else from hurting you, so that's what I call best friend goals."

"You're an actual idiot."

"Says the one who threw the first punch."

"At least I didn't get hit back."

Taehyung grimaces to this, making Jungkook flutter a chuckle as he lays down comfortable on top of him, burying his face on his neck, "Thank you for watching my back in that case."

"I know you would do the same for me," Taehyung murmurs back while running a hand through his raven locks, "We fucked them up real good."

Jungkook smiles brightly and pecks his collarbone, "I don't doubt it."

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A/N:
Uh...... My Woosung and Jungkook heart is achingggggg I think their ship name was Jungwoo of Woojung. Either one is fine haha

Taekook soft moment too ahhhh I'm a mess if you haven't noticed.

Oh and the picture above is actually Woosung dressed as the Joker :') I'm going through it, it's okay.

Haha I PURPLE YOU!! <33