the aftermath of jungkooks words was a blur. taehyung only remembers leaving quickly, and seeing jungkook fall to his knees as he left. jungkooks younger brother was sat there in shock of what had just happened, and taehyung couldnt help but relate to the confusion of the situation in the young boys eyes. taehyung runs all the way back to his house, shoes in hand and tears in his eyes. he ignores his families questions as he runs to his room.

things, taehyung thinks to himself, dont always turn out like you expect them to. here he was, thinking that he and jungkook would be together for a long time, only to be slapped with the realization that jungkook didnt want him anymore. yeah, that one hurt. taehyung didnt like the idea of being the sad broken boy who wont leave his room, but he couldnt help but be exactly that. he didnt leave his room for a long five days.

taehyungs mother was worried sick for her son, but didnt know how to help anymore. taehyung hadnt spoken a single word over the last few days, and she couldnt help but wonder if maybe he wouldnt ever again. jungkook, on the other hand, wasnt much better, knowing now how much of a dumb asshole he really was. jungkooks younger brother reminded him of it on a daily, and jungkook knew in his heart that he was right.

"for fucks sake, jungkook, just go explain yourself." jungkooks brother pleaded with him, and jungkook didnt even have the strength to tell him off for cursing. jungkooks mother was barely home nowadays due to work, so he doubted that she even noticed how little jungkook ate or how many hours he really slept. "i cant. you- you just dont get it." jungkook muttered, the lack of energy and amount of sadness in his voice very clear.

junghoon sighed loudly and shook his head in disappointment, "all im saying, is that without him you're basically lost. you need him and you know it too." he told jungkook sternly before grabbing his crutches and making his way back into his bedroom. jungkook closed his eyes and fell asleep. taehyungs mother had tried to cheer up taehyung by suggesting he dyed his hair again since the roots had started to grow out, but the thought just made taehyung ache more for jungkook.

"are you sure you dont want anything to eat?" taehyungs mother asked, her voice practically begging him to say he was hungry. taehyung looked up at her from his bed with sad eyes and shook his head, which she took as a queue to leave with a heavy heart. taehyung wanted so bad to tell her that he was okay, and that he wanted something to soothe the hunger in his stomach, but without jungkook he had all the words to say but no way to say them.

it had been a whole week since their out-of-the-blue breakup, and taehyung had still barely moved from his room. only to get water or to use the bathroom, and he didnt speak to anyone. not once. jungkook still wasnt much better, either, seeing as he broke the heart of the only person hes ever loved along with his own, just because hes a selfish bastard. i have to fix this, jungkook thought to himself, i need to explain myself and make this right.

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a/n god damnit kook, smh

lots of love, namjoon1994 !