“Don’t worry, Jungkook, nothing will change between us” he looked over his shoulder at where Jungkook was standing with a smirk, “I won’t be a waste of a best friend at least.”
“I will find you,” Taehyung mumbled, “I don’t have anyone else I can count on anyway, hyung.”
“You can count on me and that’s enough,” Yoongi hugged him back, “broken hearts’ club. Remember?”
Taehyung slipped on a wobbly laugh and nodded, “just the two of us.”
Taehyung exhaled deeply, closing his eyes, “I have a few days off. Let’s take a vacation.”
“Wait, what?” Bogum sounded confused. Taehyung didn’t blame him.
“Trip,” Taehyung swirled the hot chocolate, lukewarm by now, “let’s take a trip together.”
“It will hurt,” Yoongi said, “but it will hurt less if you accept it the way it is.”
“That we are in love with two Busan boys who will probably end up together right in front of our eyes?” Taehyung laughed, watching the liquid in his hand jostle around the cup.
“Waking up with a hookup is not something I do, Jungkook. We were done. I had nothing to stay for.”
“We are friends, that should have made you stay.”
Taehyung looked at Jungkook, nodding, “that’s what made me flee instead.”
“You love me?” Jungkook asked, voice not above a whisper.
“Yes,” Taehyung nodded, “And I want you to leave me alone.”
“Why?”
Taehyung raised his brow, “because I can’t have you like this anymore without my heart breaking. I broke every time you touched me…”
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"He was ready to be a place-holder. Before Jungkook moved onto someone else. Someone he actually wanted a future with. He could wallow in his self-pity when he didn’t have Jungkook in his arms. Like this."
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“You have the choice, prince,” Jungkook's eyes gleam, the light from the kukri reflecting on his eyes while it stays pressed against Taehyung's neck.
Taehyung's eyes move from the kukri to Jungkook, “w-what do you want?”
“So are we boyfriends now?” Jungkook asked again, words itched on Taehyung’s lips, breath ghosting over Taehyung’s skin.
Taehyung sighed, nodding, “I am afraid so.”
Taehyung hated Anpanman. He hated how Jungkook held him close and tucked his chin on his shoulder. He hated how he could feel the younger’s body pressing against his back. He hated how he could feel those lips, almost touching his neck as Jungkook grinned against him.
“I am happy for you, Tae,” Jungkook smiled, hoping the smile looked as genuine as he felt, “I am happy that you are moving on.”
Taehyung’s eyes snapped to meet his and for a second he looked sad. Then he was smiling at Jungkook and nodding in thanks.