Love The Way You Lie - Eminem ft Rihanna (This song really inspired this chapter, have fun)

Warning: Violence (I mean... Do I have to put a warning for that?)

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These days has all felt like a massive..... Rush. The days pass by the same, but it all feels like a blur now than that constant rhythmic melody it was once before.

Maybe because Taehyung hasn't been the.... Same?

Maybe this all in Jungkook's head? Maybe Taehyung is around more often as Jungkook would like to see him. Maybe Taehyung isn't purposely ignoring his calls and messages. Maybe whenever he does come over he isn't here to fuck and leave. Maybe he does exchange a bit of words between that moment, right? Maybe.... Just maybe.... This isn't in Jungkook's head, and Taehyung is putting more distance.

What if Jungkook only got clingy? When he knew he shouldn't have.

He warned himself multiple upon multiple times to not get attached, but after Taehyung saw so much of him, how could anyone not grow attached?

Taehyung has shown countless upon countless of times that he's trustworthy and reliable, and anyone would easily grow attached to a man like him for how much security he oozes to others.

But lately he hasn't been the same, and Jungkook can't tell if it's something between them or personal.

Now he's worried.

Taehyung isn't being like how he was before; he's more annoyed with Jungkook's presence now, maybe even more snarky.

Did he get tired of him that easily?

Did he just not want to be his friend anymore?

Well, whatever it was.... Jungkook will know.

He will ask him, simple as that.

Right now they just finished off one of their fucking sessions in his room, not by choice since Taehyung literally came barging in here and attacked him with instant kisses. Jungkook was taking control of being top  today and
yet.... He didn't feel what he did before.

That rush of adrenaline wasn't there.

Those needy comments weren't there either.

It was just.... Sex.

Nothing exciting about it anymore.

He didn't realize how much Taehyung sudden attitude change has impacted his emotional or mental state, to feel numb and cold towards him and he doesn't want to feel this way or for it to get worse. So that's why as he puts his pants on while Taehyung was already walking to the door, he calls out to him.

The peach haired man cranes his head back, eyes emotionless with a perked eyebrow, "What?"

Jungkook felt that.

That single word alone sent shivers down his body like an electric circuit.

He can do this.

"What's wrong?" He asks, sitting at the edge of the bed, "You're different... Is something bothering you?"

Taehyung didn't seem fazed, let alone like he cares. However he did turn around, arms crossed over his chest, "No. I'm leaving now."

"Wait!"

He turns around again, lips slightly pursed in annoyance. Jungkook is standing in front of him now, trying to see anything through those icy eyes, "Is it your brother? Is it school? Please just talk to me-"

"Don't fucking mention my brother!" Taehyung suddenly raised his voice, flinching Jungkook back, "Just because I spoke about him the other day doesn't gives you the fucking right to mention!"

Okay, they're literally getting no where with this.

Taehyung refuses to open up, which fine, it's fair because they agreed to not touch on sensible topics.

But..... It's not fair.

It's not fair for Taehyung to treat him this way without even an explanation.

He didn't do anything wrong as far as Jungkook knew.

Jungkook by now is growing desperate. He just wants Taehyung to joke around with him again, to be a shoulder to lean on even if they aren't even saying anything to each other. This is all so weird and tense, not like how their comfortable environment used to be.

What the fuck happened?

"Taehyung," Jungkook breathes calmly, "I just want you to talk to me-"

This made Taehyung laugh. A sarcastic laugh, "See that's the problem here, it's always what you want! Have you ever thought about me! What I want! And what I want is to fucking leave!"

Wow.

That hurt.

That hurt like a brutal knife to Jungkook's chest.

A knife that's turning slowly, making it nearly hard for Jungkook to process that he just got that fatal blow.

And he did.

That pain slowly began to turn to slight annoyance, especially since Taehyung is raising his voice at him while Jungkook's trying to maintain a more settled conversation.

There's absolutely no need to yell.

Please stop screaming.

Stop yelling.

The loud noise - Stop!

"So you just don't care?" Jungkook didn't mean to snap, "You just want to leave and not talk about the evident problem that's driving us apart?"

Taehyung narrows his eyes now, stepping closer to him, "I have other things to care about."

Ok Jungkook has had enough being patient.

"STOP PUSHING ME AWAY AND FUCKING TALK TO ME TAEHYUNG!" Jungkook explodes, his blood boiling in frustration, not caring how Taehyung slightly stepped back from the sudden outburst, "I'm already going through enough with little gem as it is! Just stop trying to cut this conversation and talk to me!"

A brutal scowl is on Taehyung's lips, "Right, little gem, family. Ha, must be nice to have someone people to care for right? Must be nice to have a fucking family."

Now this caught Jungkook off guard, completely off guard. He could see the annoyance behind Taehyung's eyes as he snarls those words, only filling up with anger as his last strings of patience loses it's grip from his end.

Jungkook tried to calm himself down, trying to understand what he's saying in between his words, "Taehyung.... Is something wrong with your family? Look... I understand that family can be tough, but you don't have to just push people away-"

He exploded.

"You don't fucking know what it's like to be the only one to provide for your family!" Taehyung by now is raises his voice to the point the veins are popping out of his neck, glowing red, "At least you have one! All I have is my brother, that's it! Your parents can provide for you, at least they're still around! I can't relate because I'm the only one working my ass off for my brother! So don't give me bullshit that you understand perfectly what I'm going through!"

He did not just..... He did not just mention his parents.

And he most certainly did not have the audacity to compare their two lives together.

Everyone has their own weight to carry that's evidently as important to them. It should never ever be seen as something less than anything.

This offended Jungkook.

Far more than it should.

And it infuriated him.

"My parents are as good as dead to us!" Jungkook growls, his hands balled to his sides as he closes in on Taehyung's angered face, "You're telling me I don't know what it's like to struggle? My mother sells her body and uses the money for drugs, not a cent to provide for us! My father is after my fucking ass to drag me back to that hell hole that I managed to escape! My siblings are all I have! They look up to me to be able to drag them out of that place, that you've seen with your own eyes, how shitty it is! EVEN THEN IT'S HARD FOR ME TOO! I PROVIDE FOR TWO SIBLINGS, TWO! AND IT'S HARD TO NOT BE ABLE TO EVEN SEE THEM WITHOUT SOME LEECHING DEMON BEING LATCHED ONTO THEM TOO!"

Jungkook found his hand slap against the wall, right beside Taehyung's face "My mother is a drug addict, my father is a fucking psychopath, I can't even talk to my sister, my brother hates me and I can't even be with the love of my life because OF THIS FUCKING PROBLEM! SO DON'T ACT LIKE YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THATS STRUGGLING, LET ALONE COMPARE WHAT WE ARE BOTH GOING THROUGH BECAUSE EITHER WAY IT'S HARD!"

By this point Jungkook didn't even know he was tearing up by the frustrated he feels, and what makes it worse is how Taehyung didn't even react to this.

If anything he looks like he's fed up with this conversation.

Taehyung is gritting his teeth and suddenly pushes Jungkook back from him, "Don't get up on my damn face," He growls lowly, "You know what, I'm not dealing with this," and he walks out his room.

WHAT THE FUCK!

IS HE BEING SERIOUS RIGHT NOW!

Jungkook wanted to thrash this whole room up to get this anger out of his system. He wanted to let Taehyung walk out that door, not giving a fuck if he comes back or not.

Sadly, he does give a fuck and he's not one to give up so damn easily.

That's why he chases after him and manages to latch a hand to his arm to stop him when they were right in the living room, where Yeosang was quietly using his phone. However he instantly put it down the second he noticed the intense scene happening before his eyes, preparing himself to jump in if it gets out of hand.

"We're not done here," Jungkook snaps, riling Taehyung back to face him, "Please Taehyung, stop walking away!"

Taehyung looks almost murderously angry when he tilts his head up to glare at him, "I WILL NEVER OPEN UP TO YOU! YOU'RE NOTHING TO ME! You're just my doll for sex, that's it. Like a fucking little bitch-"

Now.....

When someone disrespects your sibling right in front of your face, you would get beyond pissed. That was how Yeosang was feeling. He might not be on talking terms with Jungkook, but no one, absolutely no one, disrespects his brother like that.

However he didn't even have the time to do anything.

Jungkook blacked out at that moment, and his fist collided with Taehyung's face, with his whole strength.

Did he regret it?

No.

No one ever disrespects him like that. Ever. Let alone will he ever let anyone that's not even his family say something like that to him.

His father is a fucking dick, but he never called him a fuck doll.

Not like how he does to their mother.

What he didn't expect was for Taehyung to slam a punch right back to his face, a hard one, the type to sting if it was directly to the heart.

And Jungkook was not himself anymore.

Yeosang instantly shoots to his feet the second Jungkook grabs Taehyung by the collar and slams him to the ground, getting on him and swings another punch to his face. He recognizes those murderous dark eyes and let a wave of fear overcome his body. It's those type of eyes that shows up to what lengths Jungkook will go to just to see his opponent bleeding on the floor in a puddle of blood.

However Jungkook is not like Yeosang. Jungkook beats until the person is near death, Yeosang beats to the death.

Taehyung was no bitch though, he fought back hard and defended himself quite well, but it was nothing like how Jungkook was attacking him.

However, Yeosang sees something.

He sees Taehyung holding back.

There's so many moments he could've easily switched things around but he didn't, and it doesn't help that with every swing Jungkook does to him, Taehyung seems to be losing restraint.

If Yeosang doesn't stop them now, Jungkook will send Taehyung to the hospital.

With a coma.

Or maybe both.

As much as he doesn't like either of them right now, having cops come to arrest his brother and take Taehyung away in a gurney is not like how he wants to spend his Saturday night.

So he quickly jumps into the fight, grabbing Jungkook back with all of his strength like how he use to do before when Woosung wasn't around to stop him. Sure Yeosang may be small and his thin muscle don't give him much justice, but he's strong, probably the same strength as Jungkook. So he manage easily to drag Jungkook back but Taehyung was latching onto him like a leech, landing his own hits while Jungkook fights back.

You've got to be joking....

"JIMIN!" Yeosang calls out desperately, hoping the other would help his distress, "FUCK! ARE YOU EVEN HERE?"

The silence answered for itself and Yeosang was now considering to separate them the hard way.

He grabs a fist full of Taehyung's peachy hair, slams his skull to the ground twice that instantly slumped down his actions to instantly aid his head. As for Jungkook, he flips him to his back with a hand twisted and a knee pressed down to his spine, a firm lock from him moving an inch.

The two were groaning in pain now, face completely fucked up while Yeosang glares at the two angrily, "You see, I usually don't like separating fights since I'm the one mostly in them, but you both are PISSING ME THE FUCK OFF!"

And his eyes lands to Taehyung, "Put your hands on my brother again and I swear I will be the one to fuck you up! Let alone if you speak that lowly of him!" Then he looks down at Jungkook, "Are you a fucking idiot! You never throw the first punch you asshole! This is Taehyung, not some street shithead from Busan!"

They better have gotten the message because he's not about to repeat himself again.

So Yeosang annoyedly lets Jungkook go and goes back to the couch, watching like a hawk the two slowly sitting up in case they try to throw punches at each other again.

But to Yeosang's luck, the door clicks open and in comes the roommate who's been missing for the past weeks.

With his fucking boyfriend.

Once again is Jimin wearing that vibrant smile on his lips that unsettled Yeosang, especially when he looks at Joshua. They both look so fucking happy together and it's pissing him off even more after separating these two idiot.

He doesn't like their relationship.

At all.

It was as though Jimin's entrance snapped Jungkook and Taehyung from their angered state, especially when Jimin gasps to the sight of them.

"The fuck!" He yells, absolutely stunned, "What the fuck happened to you two?"

Jungkook doesn't seem to be able to look anywhere else if it wasn't Taehyung, especially to the angry tears glistening his puppy brown eyes as he gets up and storms out the front door.

Did Jungkook stay in place? Of course not.

And he runs after him.

He doesn't even know why he is, more so why is he tolerating this type of behavior from Taehyung, but he just knows there's more to this than what it shows.

In Jungkook's life he lost so much. He can't lose Taehyung too.

He just wants his best friend back.

So when he managed to catch up to him from the hallway, he wraps his arms tightly around his waist.

Taehyung's breath hitches.

"I'm sorry," Jungkook whimpers, burying his face against his neck, "I'm sorry I hit you. I'm sorry I keep pressuring you. I'm sorry for just.... Uh... I'm sorry for pressing your buttons. Please just.... Just don't leave. I'm worried about you, okay? I know we're just fuck buddies but you also said we were friends.... So please.... Don't leave. I've had enough people come out of my life, not you too."

Taehyung remains still, blinking his frustrated tears away from streaming down his cheeks as Jungkook holds him like as if he would fade away.

He was planning to fade away from his life.

He was planning on never returning again.

To make Jungkook grow a fierce hatred towards him to the point where Taehyung would only be just that - A memory.

To be nothing but a memory for Jungkook, but now... Seeing how much Jungkook.... Is worried about him, he just knew he couldn't leave.

He couldn't leave his bunny.

He's not strong enough to continue walking away.

So he slowly turns around, meeting with the bruised and bloody face of the person who makes him feel like life isn't so shitty as it feels to be.

That there's more.

That there's more to life than what Taehyung ever got to experience in his life.

That people can feel.

Jungkook stares back at Taehyung messed up face, placing his hands on his bruised cheeks, "Stay," He whispers weakly, "Stay in my life Taehyung, please."

That's all he wanted, for Taehyung to stay.

Maybe things won't even be the same anymore, but having him walk out that front door was terrifying enough.

He slowly wipes a tear that escaped Taehyung's eyes, smiling softly when Taehyung twitches his own weak smile and nods. He couldn't speak, and Jungkook understood that, but instead he leans and press his lips over Jungkook's busted and bloody lips, assuring him that everything will be okay.

Even if his heart is betraying him as it accelerates his chest.

Things were far from okay, and he knows one day, Karma is going to bite him in the ass for his past mistakes.

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A/N:

This chapter was a whole rollercoaster itself.

What do you think is going on with Taehyung? Any thoughts?

I feel like you may like next chapter.... Maybe... We'll see hehe

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