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Third person P.O.V

It was like a deep pang when the raven-haired confessed his feelings and found the other standing there with a blank expression. Feeling suffocated, he decided to break the very uncomfortable silence.

"Tae-"

"How can you? That's- I mean- you... I'm a boy!" Jungkook bit his lips harshly when the other started blabbering with confusion written on his face.

"That doesn't matter, I love you, not your gender."

Taehyung shook his head and looked around but found nothing interesting to stare at.

"Hyung, I- I really don't know what to say. I'm a guy, you're a guy. We- we are friends as you said!"

"Yes, we are friends because you wanted to. I just wanted to be close to you after the stupidity I pulled on in the company." Jungkook stepped forth and sighed when Taehyung stepped back.

"You were always so rude like you hate me, how can you love me since then?" Another question was thrown over him and Jungkook felt his confidence shattering with the changing tone of the other.

"After having heartbreak two times, I decided to close it up for anyone else. I was so broken to be ready for another one. When I saw you in the company, or more precisely in the cafe on your first day, I broke all of my boundaries as my heart fell for you in an instant." He chuckled at the memory, how he lashed back at the other when they both bumped.

"I tried my best to make you distant from myself, tried to annoy you and I succeeded as well until- until Seoyun decided to jump in the picture, using your innocent heart." He breathed out and tried to get Taehyung's hand which was now clenched in a fist but the latter hid that behind his back.

"I was so jealous whenever I saw you with her. It wasn't just because I wanted you for myself, but the reason was the clever girl who was clearly trapping you. That's why, I always warned you but I guess, I was never good with words." The bitter chuckle made Taehyung frown as the venomous memories were getting fresh as well.

"I tried my best to keep myself away from you but seems like, my fate loves to be in crisis." Taehyung could feel the pain of the other in the words but he still remained at a distance from him.

"I tried Taehyung, I tried my best but I failed. You've no idea, how much my heart cried the night I saw you there, sitting right there, looking so pale. How much I wanted to just hug you, keep you safe from all the world but-" Jungkook's voice came out shaky and he inhaled deeply to control his emotions.

When he looked up at the brunet, he found the other looking at his feet, expressions kind of unreadable.

"Seems like, I'm again going to be heartbroken."

Taehyung snapped his head up at the word but saw the raven-haired walking to the sink. He silently watched as the other washed his face with the cold water and kept standing there, tightly clutching over the edge of the counter.

The whole situation reminded him of his own heartbreak. He knew better, how much it hurt but he was too shocked to respond in any way.

The person, who used to apparently hate him, then turned out as his savior and then a friend was now confessing to him even after knowing the fact that he was a straight boy.

"I'm not asking you to return my feelings, but just don't hate me.. please." The plea made Taehyung's heart clench in pain. He was short of words, short of emotions, maybe? But he didn't know what to do.

Unconsciously, Taehyung started taking back steps until he was out of the kitchen. He felt his own tears falling on his skin when he felt a warm water over his cheeks. He didn't know when he started crying after just watching the other's shaking shoulders.

Jungkook quickly rushed out of the kitchen when he heard the front door closing and locking, but he was late as the other magically found a cab nearby and was gone in front of his eyes.

It felt like a deja vu, watching his love running away like that.

"That's my punishment for hurting you." Now, he couldn't stop himself from crying as he felt his body getting numb in the cold wind of December. His heart was in utter pain, crying out that he lost him.. he lost his love.

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Taehyung found himself sitting in a park near the same company, far away from Jungkook's house.

Now red-rimmed eyes were focused on the picture he took of the sketches, fingers slowly running over the writing. He flinched slightly when his phone buzzed in his hands, showing the contact of Minho.

"Hello?"

"Taehyung? Finally, you unblocked my number."

"Hm. How are you?"

"I'm good. I was just thinking of meeting you. Tell me when you're free."

Taehyung's eyes widened momentarily. He really wanted to share what happened to someone and Minho was a good choice at the moment as Jin and Yoongi were already busy.

"I'm near the company. You can come here."

"What? Really? Ok, I'm just coming to pick you up. I'll be there in an hour."

"Ok."

As the call ended, the same sketch was again in front of his eyes.

"Why hyung?" He muttered but something inside him stirred.

It was you, who was complaining to have someone this much loving and caring for you. Now why you're reacting like that?

"But- he is a boy and we're friends."

He did so to make you happy, to spend some time with you.

His inner voice mocked him again.

He helped you many times and gave you a hint before too but you're just blind.

"What should I do? How can I hurt him when he is being so caring?" He mumbled, looking at the bracelet that was once again incomplete without the other half.

You know the answer. He is so broken just at the thought of rejection from you. Do you really want that?

"No, I don't want to see him hurt, not because of me."

But you're hurting him, Taehyung. You're being just like Seoyun, she hurt you and now you're hurting him.

Those thoughts made him feel suffocated in the open air. He can't be like her, he isn't like her.

He was so immersed in his thoughts that he didn't notice a small car stopping near the park.

"Hey! Come on. Let's go somewhere else." Minho walked to him, looking happy.

When they entered the car, the first question that came to Taehyung's mind was-

"It's your off day as well?"

"As well?"

"Um- I mean, you're free at this hour, so."

Minho nodded in understanding as he drove to an unknown way.

"Yeah. It's off today." Taehyung nodded and looked out of the window.

The rest of the drive was silent until Minho pulled the car in front of a small house.

"Aren't we going to a restaurant or something?" Taehyung was confused as the other started to un-buckle his seat belt.

"Oh, no. I thought of spending some time in my house. Don't worry, it's better." Taehyung followed the other again to the house, not finding any reason to deny the offer. 

It was not a big one, just a small living room with two couches and a room on the side.

"Need anything?" Minho asked, removing his coat.

"Just water is fine." Nodding to that, the older came to sit beside the brunet after bringing the glass of water that he gulped down in one go.

"So, how's your job and all?"

"It's good." Taehyung shortly replied and it was totally opposite to his reaction from the last night.

"Are you tired or what? You don't sound very happy today."

"No, it's just... I'm confused." Hearing that, Minho scooted closer to him but he didn't mind.

"I'm sorry that I couldn't help you at that time, Taehyung. But you can tell me everything, I'm here for you, now." Taehyung half smiled on hearing that.

"What do you think of Hy- um- Mr. Jeon?" The question made Minho inhale sharply.

"What about him?"

"Nothing, it's just-" With that, Taehyung told him about Jungkook's confession, waiting for some worthy advice or words of encouragement.

"Do you perhaps, like him?" Taehyung's eyes widened as the other said that, looking kinda upset.

"I- I don't know, maybe.. he is nice, caring, and kind. He helped me in clearing the accusations and became my friend-"

"I knew, he'd be in your good books soon." Minho groaned cutting short the other.

"What?"

"I said, I KNEW IT!" Taehyung flinched at the loud voice of the older which was unexpected.

"Minho-"

"He is better in every fu**ing way! I know, he helped you wherever you're alone and in need. I know, he was hiding behind his cold aura but he was always there for you! But-" He grabbed Taehyung's shoulders in a tight grip, making the latter gasp.

"- I'm here for you as well! Why can't you see me, Taehyung?!"

Taehyung got a bit scared of the cold eyes of the other.

"Minho, leave me! What's wrong with you today?!" He struggled to get free but the hold became bruising, making him hiss in pain.

"You made me break my walls around you and then left me like that?! How can you do that?!" Taehyung whimpered when the other shook his whole body.

Witnessing the fear in the usual soft sparkling eyes, made Minho loosen his grip and he bit his upper lip per habit.

"I love you, Taehyung."

"What? Are you in your senses?!" Taehyung growled but Minho smiled and cupped his face gently that he tried to free.

"Yes. You know, I always tried to confess to you before Jeon but he won in that too."

"Won? Minho! I'm not a prize!" When Minho didn't answer that, Taehyung gently pushed him back, and surprisingly, the other backed off.

"Listen, you're my friend and I never saw you in that way. Heck! What's wrong with today and the confessions?!" He groaned to himself and got up from the couch, leaving the older one who kept sitting there with a blank expression.

"I came here for advice, but you disappointed me, Minho. Make sure to talk when you're in your senses." With that, Taehyung got to the door and tried to open it but it was locked.

He heard a mocking chuckle behind him and when he turned back, his head spun, making him sway on the side.

"We will leave this house after an hour, baby." The words slowly dawned upon the brunet and he quickly tried to get his phone but found that was already missing.

"Oh, sorry for that. Maybe, I threw it when we entered the car."

Taehyung stumbled more as the dizziness doubled over within seconds, making it impossible to stand properly. When he tried to reach for anything, two arms caught him as one hand started caressing his cheeks gently.

It's not comfortable.. it's burning

The touch reminded him of Chayun and his heart suddenly desired someone special...

Jungkook hyung!

But who will hear his voice when he himself, can't hear anything around him except for the feeling of being lifted in the air?

Minho chuckled, seeing the other getting limp in his arms, stopping any sort of struggle. He leaned down a bit to peck the slightly sweaty forehead of the brunet, fondly before leaning back and smiling sadly.

"You shouldn't have broken my wall, baby boy."

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Assalam o Alaikum.

Unexpected? Nah, the hint was given before. Well, most probably, only 2 chapters left.