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okay, the day was definitely bad, but that taehyung would end up curled up in his bed, crying, that's something he didn't even expect himself.

recap.

after that annoyingly sweet voice intoxicated taehuyng's eardrums, he couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the person the voice belonged to.

in front of him stood, you can take 3 guesses, his fucking ex. a dumb bitch (or thats at least how jungkook likes to call her) with long jet black hair, tan skin, pointed nose and long legs, and if jungkook wouldn't despise her so much he would actually admit that she's one of the prettiest girls he's ever seen but well, we despises her, so he ain't gonna admit that.

it's easy — she and taehyung were a couple for about a year in high school, they were pretty happy and all that shit, until taehyung found out that his dick wasn't the only one his girlfriend sucked, in other words, she cheated on him.

taehuyng wasn't naive, he knew that she was surely not the one he'd marry and have kids with and yet he was heartbroken, heart shattered in little pieces.

when they started dating, jungkook was happy for them, really. she seemed to make taehyung happy, seemed to be a really nice and decent person, but after a while, he noticed a change.

of course, he told taehyung that he noticed how she seemed so uneasy and tense around him, how she wouldn't look at him the way she once did, but taehyung, being helplessly in love just wouldn't listen.

honestly, jungkook wasn't even surprised when taehyung told him that he caught her cheating on him in a club.

from that day on, the only thing jungkook wants to do with her is strangle her and then bury her alive. (he's scary)

but now back to taehyung and her standing in front of him.

of course, taehyung couldn't believe his eyes — no, he didn't want to.

she was standing there in front of him, prettier than she's ever been, and taehyung felt his feelings hitting him all over again like a truck.

he was stuck, his breath hitching in his throat, hands shaking in a mix of anger and utter sadness, and if he really thought that he was fully over her, well, now he knew that he definitely wasn't.

he hated how she still managed to take his breath away, how she still managed to make him speechless, how she still managed to intoxicate him.

despite of his state, taehyung managed to rasp a "why the fuck are you here, santana?" out, voice deep and dry, emotionless.

the devil (another nickname by jungkook) chuckled, giving taehyung her sweetest smile, "taehyungie, dont be like this. what happened to baby? you never called me santana—"

"listen, santana, i don't know what your little brain doesn't want to understand but we broke up. do i need to spell breaking up for you? is it too hard to understand?"

memories, memories taehyung wanted to forget flashed before his eyes, the breakup, her with another boy, everything overwhelming him, feelings being a mess.

taehyung didn't even let her speak but just took his shit and left, tears dwelling in his eyes, a fresh drop threatening to roll down his cheek.

he hated the memory of her on another boy's lap, how she kissed him like there was no tomorrow although she was supposed to be at home with taehyung, the one she was actually supposed to kiss.

it made him feel so worthless, as if he wasn't good enough, santana made him feel as if he was nothing, just a dumb toy she played with and threw away as soon as she found a new one.

she hurt him, she really did. even if she wasn't taehyung's big love, it still felt like shit, knowing that he got replaced so easily, even if he treated her like a whole ass goddess.

that time, where taehyung was depressed and sad because of the break up, after he yelled at santana that he'd never want to see her again, jungkook made sure to stay with him 24/7.

when taehyung felt like he was in a room with no doors, all alone with himself and all his thoughts, there was always a door, jungkook, who made sure that taehyung would feel appreciated, he made sure that taehyung would feel better, and it worked, jungkook practically healed him, was like a medicine to him, he was his door to escape from all the negative thoughts, and that's why taehyung loves jungkook so much and would never ever want him to leave.

jungkook makes him feel like he's actually worth something, makes him feel like he's great how he is, makes him feel appreciated, and taehyung would never want to do anything to hurt or lose jungkook, he means so incredibly much to him.

he's always been there, to fix him when he was broken, to let the corners of his lips twitch upward although he didn't feel like it.

and even now, when taehyung's curled up in his bed, crying because he feels like he isn't good enough, jungkook is there.

he came back home, immediately running up to taehyung's bed when he heard sniffles, panicking.

"tae? tae, my baby, hey, what's wrong?"

taehyung could only choke out a response, his pretty face drenched in tears, hands shaking.

"hey, hey calm down, let me lie besides you, let's cuddle until you calm down, okay?"

and thats what they did. taehyung's body on top of jungkook's, his face buried in the younger ones neck while jungkook played with his soft hair.

if there was one place in the world where taehyung felt safe, then it was in jungkook's arms, when he was able to hear the younger ones heartbeat on repeat as if it was his favorite song.

after a while, taehyung calmed down, jungkook's cologne and calming scent never failed to relax him, or well, jungkook in general never failed to make him feel better.

he told jungkook everything, with santana and how he felt, how the memories were coming back and how he felt so worthless again, and jungkook could only shake his head at that.

"taehyung — are you even listening to what you're saying? you're amazing, oh my god, literally the best person i've ever met and i just can't listen to you saying all this dumb shit about yourself just because of her, god, i really hope that you'll see yourself how i see you one day."

taehyung sighed sadly, hiding his face into jungkook's neck again, a pale blush covering his cheeks.

"taehyung?"

"mhm?"

"do you still love her?"

taehyung sighed sadly. again.

"i don't know... i really don't. it's like — like i thought i was over her but now that she's back everything is hitting me again and i'm just — just so confused-"

"hey, tae. it's okay. it's okay if you're being confused. i just don't want you to feel worthless because of her, you know? if you still love her, that's okay. you can't control your feelings after all. nobody can. i just don't want you to feel so bad because of her because you're so much better than that. you're always so nice to everyone, so caring, and—and you amaze me. every day, you amaze me. your personality, just you in general. i really, really admire you taehyung. and i don't want anyone to tell you otherwise, i don't want anyone else to make you feel otherwise."

no words are exchanged, just taehyung covering jungkook's lips with his, their lips melting into a soft kiss full of affection. it was a pretty short peck and yet it made taehyung's stomach flip, it made him forget about everything, about his ex, at least for a short moment.

"w-wait taehyung, you didn't take a picture—" jungkook panicked, and before he could say anything else taehyung kissed his lips again, smiling into the kiss.

"i know, and i don't care."

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in case y'all didn't know already, i'm on a semi hiatus bc of my exams so sorry for slow updates and such🥺