JUNGKOOK'S POV

"Drive faster!" I yelled at Namjoon who was driving the car at top speed. Even though the speedometer showed that we were driving really fast, I felt it was still slow. I kept bouncing my right leg as my fingers drummed on my thigh. I didn't expect this to happen at all. I thought he would be able to finish it and then, the everything will go perfect. F**K!

"I still think we should head back to the—"

"To what!?" I snapped back at him and groaned, "That old man of mine will win, Namjoon. He will f**king win."

"But—"

"Hurry up before the signal turns red!" I yelled and he accelerated. In a few minutes we were in front of the building and I was out before the car could stop. I ran into the building and headed straight to the meeting room. 

When I reached the floor, I saw the people were already leaving. I walked up to an old man, who was the C.E.O of Y company, and he saw me and smiled, "Hey there, Jungkook. How are you?"

"I-I am f-fine," I stuttered and looked around at the rest who were busy talking to one another, "What happened?"

"Looks like your assistant forgot to check the paper before printing it," he said and sighed, "We have decided to spare your assistant and come next month for another meeting."

"But you can—"

"Sorry Jungkook. We can't stay any longer. We have other work to do," saying this he bid goodbye to the rest and walked away. No.

I raked a hand through my hair and pulled at it. No. I could feel my entire body heat up and my mind was getting blurry. No. This can't be happening. I missed...I missed both the chances.

I crumpled down on the floor and buried my head in my hands.

"You will always be below me, Jungkook."

I could hear my father's words swirl around my head and it began to hammer itself to my brain to make me remember those words. To remember that mocking smile he gave me. 

Taehyung. What about Taehyung? I slowly got up and headed to the door. I swung it open and looked at the sight in front of me. What the...?

I saw Taehyung hugging another guy and that guy was hugging him back. W-W-What? What the heck is this? 

The worst part was...Taehyung was smiling at this guy. Does he know what he did at the meeting? Does he know how much money we have lost because of me missing a meeting and him ruining one? And here he was, with his boyfriend, smiling and hugging right in front of my face.

I couldn't control the anger in me and yelled, "TAEHYUNG!"

Taehyung jumped in fright and saw me standing by the door, "Jungkook?" he whispered and his eyes were filled with shock and fear. I could feel my anger build up inside me as I walked up to him. I grabbed his collar and pushed him to the wall.

"Jun-Jungkook, wha-what are you doing?" he cried out and I just gripped his collar tightly, pressing him harder to the wall.

"You said that you will handle this perfectly. WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED TO PERFECTLY!?" I yelled at him.

"I-I...I am so-sorry, Jung-Jungkook," he whimpered and he put his hand on my arm, "Please let me go."

"Huh?" I laughed and glared at him, "Let you go. For what, asshole!?" 

"Hey, let him go," the guy behind me said and I kicked him in the ribs and watched as he fell down, clutching his side and whimpering.

"WHAT THE HECK, JUNGKOOK!?" I heard Taehyung yell and my gaze went back at me.

"What was that you said, huh? Instead of worrying about the mistake you did, you sit here and suck another person's face," I growled at him.

"What happened to you?" he whispered and I let go of his collar, but pushed him back on the wall again with my hands on his shoulder.

"You should ask yourself that, asshole!" I yelled at him, "Your stupid mind just couldn't understand when I f**king said that this shit ass meeting was important. But then you had to go and get it messed up. WHAT THE F**K WERE YOU EVER THINKING ABOUT, HUH?"

"I swear I did not mess it up," he cried out and put his hands on my chest, "Trust me, Jungkook. I swear I typed everything properly. It must have been...someone must have exchanged the files with mine."

"Exchanged the files? Trust you?" I let out a cold chuckle and continued, "My ass! I trusted you with the meeting and here you are, hugging your boyfriend and smiling like nothing was your fault. And about that exchanging files theory of yours, isn't it your fault that you couldn't guard it properly?"

"He is not my boyfriend, Jungkook," he raised his voice and glared at me, "And I am telling you again that I got the papers, but they were all right. For some reason, they just changed."

"Changed?" I asked him and chuckled, "For some reason? SOME REASON?! THE F**K DO YOU MEAN BY THAT!?"

"I don't know!" he yelled back and tried to push me away, "First you need to calm down, Jungkook and then we can—"

"CALM DOWN! HOW CAN I CALM DOWN AFTER WHAT YOU DID?! BECAUSE OF YOU I HAD TO LEAVE BEHIND ANOTHER MEETING! BECAUSE OF YOUR SILLINESS!"

"SHUT THE F**K UP, JUNGKOOK!" he yelled at me and pushed me away, "YOU ARE ACTING LIKE A PSYCHO! I FRICKING BEGGED THOSE PEOPLE TO GIVE ME ANOTHER CHANCE AND LUCKILY THEY DID! WHY THE HECK ARE YOU HURTING ME?! YOU ARE NOT THE JUNGKOOK I KNOW! YOU ARE A F**KING ASSHOLE AND—"

Slap!

I watched his head turn to the left as my hand brought down hard on his right cheek. My slap left a red handprint on his cheek and I heard a gasp coming from the door, but I didn't care.

He lifted his head slowly and cupped his cheek. He looked at me and suddenly, his eyes began to water, but his face was shocked at what I did. 

"I hate you," he whispered and I was startled when he said that. Wait—

"I HATE YOU, JEON JUNGKOOK!" he yelled and pushed me aside as he ran out of the room. I watched as he left and looked at Namjoon who was equally shocked like Taehyung. 

What just happened?

"You made Tae cry," I saw the guy on the floor slowly getting up and he glared at me, "I am not his f**king boyfriend for your f**king information. I am just a friend who met him in college long back."

"What?" I muttered and he groaned in frustration.

"My name is Minho and I am not his boyfriend. I came here because I needed to meet Tae and I saw him crying. So I was just comforting him."

"Huh?"

"That's all you can say?" Minho shook his head and glared at me, "That poor guy was getting freaked out about how you would react when you get to know and I gave him false hope, saying that everything will be fine and you will forgive him, but it looks like I was wrong. You fricking made him cry even more." 

I fell down on the floor and clutched my head with both my hands and screamed at the top of my lungs. I pounded the floor with my fist and cried out. I hurt my Taehyung. I f**king hurt him real bad.

"Can't believe that you are the guy that he likes," Minho said before walking away. I cried out and I could feel my tears streaming out. They weren't warm, they felt really cold unlike the other times I had cried for him.

"He hates you now," I looked up and saw Namjoon staring at me with absolutely no emotions. I wiped my tears and nodded.

"He hates me and soon, you will all come to hate me," I said and he knelt before me and put a hand on my shoulder.

"I can never hate you, Jungkook. But I am disappointed in you," he said and I looked at the ground, "When you slapped him, it reminded me of someone."

"Who?"

"Your father," he looked at me and sighed, "You said that you never wanted to be like your father, emotionless and heartless. But today, you just acted like him."

My father, a heartless and emotional person...I never wanted that trait from him. I never cared about money and power, but today, I just did that. I was too worried about the loss of money and didn't care about the person who I loved the most.

I was controlled by greed.

"Namjoon," I whispered and wiped my tears with my sleeves, "He won't ever love me back after this, right?"

"Maybe," he replied back and I bit my lower lip as that painful feeling in my heart came back, the one I never wanted to feel ever. The painful feeling of losing him again. I lost him once, I can't lose him again. I can't...I just can't. 

"I hate myself," I whispered and suddenly Namjoon patted my head. I looked up at him and he smiled at me. 

"Don't hate yourself for this, Jungkook," he said and pulled me into a hug, "Most of the times misunderstanding and fights occur due to not being able to control your emotions. If you still believe that you are the one at fault, I won't say anything because it was truly your fault. Do you really believe that Taehyung would have handed out an incomplete work? Do you?" 

"No," I mumbled into his shoulder, "He would never do that."

"See! You knew he wouldn't do that and yet, you yelled at him and slapped him. If you had calm down and believed your heart, then none of this would have happened. If you hadn't gotten angry and misunderstood things, you wouldn't have slapped him. If you just believed in him, then you still had the other meeting to attend. Right?"

"Yes," I started to cry and let out those tears I was trying my best to hide from him.

"You know, this is the first time I have seen you cry out your tears or else, you always used to punch the walls and the mirror to make sure to keep those tears back. I always found that strange, you know, how your hands kept bleeding and yet, you never shed a single tear at the pain. Looks like, this time you are really hurt. Not physically, but in your heart."

"I don't like tears, hyung," I sobbed and buried my head in his shoulder, "I don't like to cry. It pains."

"Don't say that, Jungkook," he whispered to me and I clutched his shirt with my hands and cried even more, "Tears aren't that bad as you think. They make you realize your true feelings which even you don't know. How many times have you cried for Taehyung?"

How many times? One was that anime one, the other was the...that day and this was the third one. So, I have...

"Three," I murmured and I heard him chuckle.

"Three times. And when did you cry?"

"Wh-when...he...left...me," I sobbed out those words and he patted my back. He sighed and rubbed my back lightly.

"So, what does it show?"

I laid in his arms, silent and motionless. The tears had stopped, but the pain still remained.

"I can't live without him."

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Okay...I have to admit this, but I fricking cried while writing this. I was pissed at myself for making Jungkook act like that, but yeah...*still crying and listening to depressing music*

Have a nice day all of you and I LOVE YOU ALL!!!

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