It was quiet, no sounds except for the sobs that were muffled by the soft pillow. The darkness was enveloping everything that it touched, leaving the soul to bathe more in its loneliness.

The silence was making everything worse, making it able for everyone else to hear the sadness they were experiencing. A broken heart had done so much damage, eliminating any desire to continue breathing. Simply nothing could be done, no remedy to be put together, no sentences could be made. No. There was nothing.

Foolish to believe how everything had started with drinks and laughter echoing around the small apartment. Seven friends that had been apart for far too long. A reunion that was supposed to be a dream come true soon turned into a neverending nightmare with no way to wake up. Night terrors came to life, leaving everyone in despair.

A drunken confession that was never meant to be heard by anyone came out. The youngest of the group could do nothing else then come back to his senses and run into the comfort of his room, pouring his heart out into the dark outside. Even the moon seemed dim in his eyes, the shine that always amazed him was suddenly gone. That broke him more, the stories that his mother told him when he was young resonating in his ears, causing his skull to throb uncomfortably. He needed to get up and get something to stop it before he lost the little sanity he had left.

Expecting everyone to be gone after hell broke loose, he went out of his room with loud steps. His head snapped up when he heard subtle snores and a body curled in his couch. As he got closer, he got to see the enchanting features that he had fallen in love with so many years back, but it only grew stronger every time he saw the elder. It was an undying love that he kept to himself for too long, causing him to explode helplessly.

The person started shuffling in their sleep, reaching their hands out to grab at whatever, which was the younger's shirt. With a hard grip and a pull, the baby of the group was now in the other's chest. It seemed far too good to be true, the elder was going to regret doing this when he woke up, so he tried to untangle their limbs. He decided against it when he heard a voice that he had also grown fond of.

"Please stay, Jungkookie. Stay with me." He said, his voice low and gravely from sleep. The distant smell of alcohol signalled that the elder was now sober.

"I need to get something for my head. And I know you need something too, Taehyung. Let me go, I embarrassed myself enough." The younger murmured, not wanting his voice to crack because of the tears slowly filling his eyes.

There was a wince, probably because the younger had called the other by his name, something he never did unless something was serious. His grip loosened slowly, truly not wanting to let go, but respecting the other's wishes regardless. A barely audible 'thanks' was heard, and then softer footsteps headed to the bathroom.

Though he tried to be quiet and hold his sobs in, he failed and alarmed the elder. Quick steps neared the other who was now on the floor with the two pills on his hand. His face was red with the tears he had shed. Taehyung felt bad for thinking that he looked gorgeous, the light was hitting his face perfectly as the glistening tears slid down slowly.

"Oh, come on big baby. You didn't even let me speak before. Did you know that I love you more than I love myself? For a while now, too. But of course, you had to run away, being the dramatic boy I love so much." Taehyung whispered as he embraced the trembling boy who flinched at the words and sobbed even louder. But now, he was mumbling the same three words back out of happiness. Not wanting to believe that it was all fine, that he was fine.

The elder was now sitting on the floor with the younger male on top of him, rocking them both back and forth. An attempt to calm Jungkook that had a lot of effect as his frantic breathing and shaking shoulders calmed down. Sweet words being mumbled back and forth, both seemingly in a trance of being to be like this with the other. Not processing that their feelings for each other were mutual and they had a chance.

Without words, Taehyung lifted them both up, putting a hand at the younger's thighs and middle back. He took placed the younger gently on the bed, but a hand on his wrist stopped him when he was about to leave and get the medicine. He put a hand up, and a smile. Slowly walking to a corner of the room, he found clothes for both of them. They changed at the same time since it was nothing new for them.

They both waddled back to the bed, their arms and legs automatically entangling. It was a mess of bodies, but they loved how it felt. Their breathing matched and they drifted into a deep slumber. The younger's heart seemed to have a cure, and it was to be with the other male. Being together in a way they both understood and wanted.

--(the next day)--

Jungkook was awoken by the sounds of a voice that he instantly recognized as the man's he loves. The older was not in the room, but outside. Gently, he walked to the door and eavesdropped.

"I told you to stop calling me, Minho." A pause. "There was nothing between us, you kissed me without my consent and it was a mistake. Don't make me regret not taking legal action when you followed me home and tried to go inside with me. I am in love with someone else, and you know that. Don't even try breaking us apart because it won't work. Now, let me go back and cuddle him."

Jungkook tried to be quick, he did, but the words he had heard made him melt. His body was not cooperating, and he froze in the door of his room. The elder tried opening the door but stopped as soon as he saw the other there, red and flustered.

"Haha, you thought you were slick. I see. So, my dear baby, why were you listening to my conversation?" A quirked eyebrow and a smirk were enough to make Jungkook turn around and jump into the messy bed, hiding underneath the soft covers. Then a chuckle. "Well, guess I have to call the guy again since you no longer love me."

"NO! I mean, no. Come here. CUDDLE ME, UGLY." He whined, gesturing for the elder to jump in the bed with him. "And we also need to talk, if you want, of course. We don't have to."

"Of course I want to, Kook. Just know that I wasn't lying when I said that at the bathroom yesterday. I was thrilled when you said that, but then you ran away and locked your door. The guys thought it was best to leave us to figure things out, but they're waiting for the news of what's gonna happen now. Let me continue being straightforward, I want to be your boyfriend. But this is not how I'm gonna ask you." He said, some words jumbling together from how fast he said everything. Luckily, Jungkook was an expert at Taelanguage, so he understood everything perfectly.

"Me too, I want us to date. But we have to talk things out first because we're kinda messed up right now. I'm kinda glad that I shared that shot with Jimin now, I wouldn't have said anything otherwise." At the mention of the other 95 liner, Taehyung started scowling. They had always fought over the younger, but Jimin was always platonic since he loved...someone else.

"No, you're mine. And now you're gonna share shots with me. No Jimin, just me." He crossed his arms and pouted softly.

"Oh, what a baby you are for being a top. Oh- wait a minute, you better be a top because I don't do any of that." Jungkook said, blushing afterwards.

"We haven't even talked and you're already bringing up sex. And by the way, I do top." Another smirk was decorating his beautiful features once again, making the younger fall a little harder for the other.

"Can we just agree that we're exclusive until you do your huge plan and we become official boyfriends? I mean, if that's what you want. No pressure." Jungkook said, the little shad of pink still dusting his cheeks. In return, making the elder fall even deeper.

"Fine for me, my baby. I'm gonna be calling you pet names now, get used to that." He smiled warmly as he proudly crossed his arms at the younger. "Ah, you're so cute, let me just squish you."

"You scare me at times, Tae." That comment earned Jungkook a questioning look. "Look at you, sometimes you look soft and then it switches up instantly."

With exchanged smiles, they both lay down on the bed and cuddled more. It was something they did before, but now the meaning was different. They found even more comfort within the other. It was like, another a maze, and you just made a right turn, getting closer to the end.

They were each other's for long. Bringing happiness and excitement into the other's lives. They were together even after everything. Marriage, and new last names.

(A/N: thank you, so fucking much for 2K views. you guys don't know how much that means to me. i haven't updated since i broke my laptop's charager AGAIN for like the second time in 2 months. thanks for the patience and supporting me through this journey. it's been amazing to get to my goals and i hope this has been enjoyable to read. i will continue writing, thanks again. love you guys.)