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"Jungkook."

Jungkook couldn't breathe, for all the air had been knocked out of his lungs. He couldn't breathe, there right under him was the boy who had his heart, all of it.

Endless pain, countless nights of pacing around the house ripping his hair out as he felt guilt, gut-wrenching guilt.

Taehyung still couldn't grasp the situation, he must be still drunk. There was no way Jungkook could be alive and breathing. Right above him.

"You."

"I-"

The red-haired male stuttered, his eyes alarmingly wide and he could feel tears start to well up in his eyes, oh he was still so drunkenly in-love.

No words. People budged by the two boys, the crowd was still hustling and screaming, the music continued but these two boys took no notice. They could only see each other.

Jungkook seemed to snap back out of his trance, momentarily lost in the boy's almond eyes. He knew what was at stake; his lover's life.

A slight whimper left his mouth as he stood up, a soft sorry fell from his mouth as he practically sprinted off, leaving Taehyung behind.

Fuck no.

Taehyung growled, no way was he letting that boy run away, not again. The boy brushed himself off as he also stood up running after the other male who so stupidly ran away.

"Jungkook!"

Taehyung felt himself break, tears rolled down his cheeks as he ran his heart pounding, blood pounding in his ears. Why. All he wanted to know was why.

Seeing a glimpse of Jungkook's dark jacket, the male let out a deep breath pushing people out of his way as his eyes desperately cling onto the figure dressed in the said coat, no it was somebody else.

Taehyung choked out a sob, his voice strained as he called out Jungkook's name for the nth time, his heart slowly sinking, did he not want him anymore?

"F-Fuck you!" Still highly intoxicated and hurt, the boy shouts his voice rings clearly to Jungkook who stops running at the tone of heartbreak.

Jungkooks palms are clammy, he is pushed harshly by a passing crowd of party animals, his mind is spinning athough all he feels is guilt, he can't, can't bring himself to forget.

To forget the boy who stole his heart, the boy who made him feel cherished and loved, to forget that fucking smile that he was so soft for.

Both boys stop in their tracks heads lowered, the people move through them so carefree while both hearts were in dismay.

The crowd parts momentarily and Taehyung and Jungkook find each other.

The red-haired male's eyes were red, cheeks tear-stained as he chuckles humourlessly his gaze never leaving Jungkook's molten eyes, the neon lights of the club flickered but they only focused on each other.

Jungkook runs up to the boy, both were now facing each other the air was thick with tension and booze, Taehyung's lip quivered as a tear slipped out from his eye.

"Y-You idiot."

Jungkook swallows his tears, his throat tight as he speaks softly to the broken boy.

"I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry."

Taehyung smiles tightly, his tears continued to flow a river as he hiccuped between his words.

"You must love seeing me cry."

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