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"What the fuck are you both doing here?"

"Since when did brothers come to questioning terms, Kim Namjoon?", the younger brother asks, sarcasm dripping.

Taehyung walks over to his brother with hatred present in his eyes. His fist clenched on his side. Eyebrows knitted, wrinkles appearing on the forehead.

"Tae, I'm sorry. I was just confused- to ah see you three together.", Namjoon quickly replies as if trying to cover up.

"You fucker.", Taehyung screams, grabbing his brother by the collar. "Tell me why did you call Jeongguk here?"

"Tae, calm down.", the older says, grabbing the other's wrist to pull away but the grip was firm.

"ANSWER ME."

"Tae, stop. You'll hurt yourself.", Jimin grabs the younger by the waist to pull him away but again the grip was firm.

Jeongguk just stays stiff. His eyes staring at the trio. He doesn't know how to react. What is going on? What happened to Taehyung?

His head hurt as many questions were thrown his way by his own self.

"Taehyung, please. Let's talk this out.", Namjoon insists, holding his brother's wrist tightly.

"Tell me. Why the fuck did you call Jeongguk?", Taehyung asks leaning closer, glaring at his brother.

"I needed to talk. I'm being honest that's it." Namjoon tries to pull his wrist away, succeeding as the other loosened up.

Taehyung smirks, and rolls his eyes. Tongue swiping his mouth. "You are total bullshit."

Before the older could comprehend anything, a great force meets his nose. He stumbles back, his head throbbing at the pain. Liquid running down his nose. Namjoon gasps from the shock, his hand reaching below his nose, he brings his hand in his vision to find red liquid painting his hand.

He looks up to find his younger brother, exhaling loudly, tears furiously rolling down. His husband standing beside him, hand wrapped around the male's forearm.

Jimin comes and grabs Namjoon's arm. Making sure the male wouldn't hurt Taehyung.

"You monster. You lied. She was going through so much. She was in pain." More tears start flowing from the the blond's eyes. Jeongguk stands beside him, lost. He keeps his grip firm on his husband to prevent him from causing more harm.

"You still lied. You still FUCKING LIED." Taehyung screams, tears not stopping. His legs start wobbling, his vision blurring his surroundings. He can't stand it.

He hated her. Despised her.

The guilt is raw in his blood. He hated her so much. She was just in pain. She just wanted love. She was alone.

"Taehyung!", a whisper is heard as his body comes in someone's embrace. The warmth radiating, heart beat steady and just memories breaking in front of his eyes.

"Leave. NAMJOON LEAVE.", Jimin yells, pushing the tall male. Namjoon's eyes widened, nose bleeding, he was in a state of shock. He was a mess.

"Baby. Hey. Are you okay?", Taehyung feels a hand tapping at his cheek, his body numb, falling, he felt as if he's falling.

He straightens his legs turning and harshly pulling out of the embrace. He walks towards the documents placed on the sofa, he grabs them and walks towards his brother.

He throws the paper clip and papers detach as he throws the file away. He brings the papers in front of his stiff brother's face and tears it.

"Fuck you, Kim Namjoon."

That was the last thing he said before he blacked out.

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Silence.

He can't hear anything. It scares him. An image suddenly flashes in front of him.

There in front of his eyes, a woman stood on a cliff, his mother. Tears were rolling down her cheeks as she takes a deep inhale. Her feet coming one to another, running. He sees as the ground disappears under her feet, he sees as the gravity takes toll on her body. Falling.

She's falling.

His eyes open instantly. A loud exhale leave his lips. He was met with a white ceiling, his body flat on a soft material. He grips the soft cotton bed sheet under his palm.

His eyes scan his surrounding to find white walls, and needles attached to his arm.

His gaze suddenly falls on the male on the side of his bed, body crouched in an uncomfortable position, head between arms. Soft black hair, eyelids closed, eyelashes resting on the cheek.

Taehyung smiles down at his younger husband. He looks harmless, like a little child.

"Tae, you're awake.", he hears a voice. He turns his gaze towards the door to find his blond haired friend standing between the door, with plastic bags in his hands. A smile was plastered on the other male's lips.

"What happened?", a question comes out Taehyung's lips. He's feeling as if blood is sucked out of his body. At the same time he's feeling refreshed. Strange combination but that's how he can put his state in words.

"You passed out. According to the doctor it's fatigue. You don't take care of yourself properly. The nurses speculate that you haven't slept or eaten for at least four days straight." Jimin places the plastic bags on the table that was beside the hospital bed. "Look at this dork. He stayed here, the whole time. You passed out for almost two days. You were lacking blood because of how less you eat. Your husband right here, gave blood to you."

Taehyung's eyes widen as he looks at his sleeping husband. A soft smile makes its way to his lips as he softly caresses the male's hair.

"He loves you. You can't even imagine the extent of it. He was crying. Crying. He couldn't see you like this. He stayed at the same chair for hours, only getting up to give some space to the medical stuff or if he had to go to the bathroom." Jimin smiles softly watching his friend caress the other's hair. "You are a lucky one, Taehyung."

"I'm a bad husband, aren't I?" A mumble is heard from the blond haired male. His eyes staring at the younger, his gaze though looked very distant.

"Whatever made you think that may not even be relevant so stop forcing yourself to believe that. We've been friends for very long, and for one thing I know, you love insecurities corrupting you." Jimin walks towards his younger friend and sits himself on the other side of the bed. "What made you believe that anyways?"

"I didn't let him explain. I just jumped to conclusions."

"What explanation?"

"I saw him kissing someone else and well I went insane I guess." Taehyung looks down at his husband again, with a soft loving smile. "He's such a deep sleeper."

"Well, I would too. Your reaction was really accurate. He is at the wrong. He is the one who should make it up to you, you know.", Jimin explains looking at the sleeping younger too.
"If you haven't forgiven him yet. You should. I don't know about loyalty but I'm sure he loves you."

They both watch as the youngest stirs in his sleep, indicating his consciousness. The male sits up, bringing his palm to his eyes, rubbing them harshly. He removes his hands to find his husband lying on the bed with eyes open.

Jeongguk's stares and without another thought lounges himself on the blond haired male.

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"Where did you buy them from, Hyung? This is delicious.", Jeongguk comments, chewing on the burrito.

"Some place I guess. Eat up.", Jimin replies back with a brotherly smile, watching both of his younger, eating.

"How are you feeling, Tae?", Jeongguk asks with his mouth full, watching his husband biting on the burrito.

"I feel fine." Taehyung replies, with a full mouth too.

"You both are disgusting.", Jimin says, shaking his head. "Both of you. If you don't finish all of the food, I will bitch slap you both. You Kim Taehyung got here because you don't eat and you Jeon Jeongguk are drained of blood. So finish it."

"Yes, Hyung.", both of the couple reply in synchronization, bursting out into giggles after realizing.

"Dorks." Jimin smiles at the two. "You both eat your burritos, I'll be back."

The short male without listening to the others protests leaves the room. The door is heard slamming close, bringing silence after. Only voice of crunching is heard.

"I'm sorry." Jeongguk eats the last bit and stares at the other male for a reply.

Not moments after the younger male woke up, he sat himself on the hospital bed beside his now sitting husband. They didn't talk much either than 'how are you', setting an awkward air between them. Fortunately, they didn't have to talk much because Jimin had food and asked them to eat. There was nothing left to talk so better eat, right?

"What for?" Taehyung eats the last bit too, and stares at his husband.

"Everything. Literally everything. I somehow cheated on you and was too aggressive towards your reaction but I promise whatever happened was in front of your eyes. Nothing went beyond that."

"I figured. Yoongi called after your 'give me a chance' and explained the situation. Aera even confirmed. I don't know about Aera but I trust Yoongi Hyung so yeah, it's fine." Taehyung smiles sincerely at his husband, his gaze softened.

"God, you're so cute.", Jeongguk leans forward and sweetly pecks the other's lips. The other just smiles with blood rushing to his cheeks.
"I was scared. There were just so many possibilities to you fainting. You almost took my soul out of my body. You don't even know how much you mean to me."

Taehyung does nothing but plaster a giddy smile. A content sigh escaping his lips.

"I'm still doing the chance thing though. I need to be on my best game.", Jeongguk comments, wiggling his eyebrows. "Thanks to Yoongi, my butt is saved though."

Laughter fills the room as Taehyung softly smacks Jeongguk's thigh. The younger gives in, as his own laughter mixes with the older's.

"I really thought you came to Namjoon's office to sign the divorce papers.", the older expresses, his smile faltering a tiny bit.
"I thought you really want to leave me."

"I would never.", Jeongguk leans in and captures the other's lips. A small sigh leaves the older, that was soon swallowed by the younger. Their lips moving in sync, just like two puzzles meeting each other their lips come together perfectly. Tender and sweet. That's how you can explain their kiss.

Tender and sweet.

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