《LOVEABLE ENEMIES ✓》11.
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Jungkook was in the club, drinking alcohol as he already had so many shots but he grabbed another shot and gulped it down his throat.
He put the crystal glass on the alcohol counter with a small thud sound as the pretty boy's words came across his mind.
"T-Then you should have hurt me instead. W-Why my Sweetie? Why?"
Jungkook shakes his head, mentally slapped himself for thinking about Taehyung.
He grabbed the alcohol bottle, poured some into the empty glass as he put the bottle down, and then picked the crystal glass, about to take a sip, brought it near the lips but then Taehyung's crying face came into his mind.
His glamorous puffy red teary eyes were looking so broken after seeing his Sweetie broken.
"What the fuck is wrong with you, Jungkook?! Why are you thinking about him? You wanted to break his attitude and you did it." He thought to himself, smirking but his smirk dropped when the other's glorious almond eyes came across his mind again.
He let out a frustrated groan, ran his fingers through his dark hair, and scolded himself, "Stop thinking about him!"
He started drinking but then he felt a hand on his thigh. He moved his head and saw a girl sitting beside him, eye-fucking him.
"Hey, daddy!" She said in a seductive tone, moving her hand closer to the other's crotch but Jungkook yanked away her hand, getting up, about to go but stopped in his tracks when she spoke up.
"I saw you with many girls and I heard that you are a beast in bed." She paused, getting up, and walked to the other, putting her hand on the other's clothed chest and added, "I wanna see how big a beast you are."
Jungkook paused for a few seconds as usually, he doesn't waste time and just fucks any girl but today he was feeling something different. He didn't know what it was but something was different.
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He had never felt this feeling before, not even when he left his father's house and started living with his brother Namjoon, not even when Namjoon kicked him out of his house since he started bringing random girls to their house.
Namjoon lives with his husband, Jin, and a daughter, named Na Haeun so he didn't want any bad influence on his daughter and that's why he bought a new apartment for his younger brother and asked him to leave their house.
Jungkook looked at the girl who was waiting for his reply but all Jungkook could think about was, Taehyung.
His teary eyes, his sad face.
"Jungkook, are you crazy? Stop thinking about bread cheeks! STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM FOR FUCK SAKE!!" He told himself as he just grabbed the girl's in hand and then they both went to the private room.
Whenever Jungkook gets upset, angry, or feels stress, he fucks. After all, he is a fuck boy.
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Jungkook was walking in the hallways, a bored look on his face as the bag was hanging on his shoulder.
He continued walking but stopped in his tracks when he heard his best friend calling out his name.
He turned around and saw a furious look on his best friend's handsome face. He parted his lips to speak but frowned when Yoongi just held his hand and started dragging him to the terrace of the college.
"What's wrong, Yoongi Hyung?" Jungkook asked but the elder didn't reply as they reached the terrace and Yoongi let go of the black-haired male's hand, looked at him with his red angry eyes, and asked, "Why did you do that?!"
Jungkook tilted his head slightly in confusion and asked, "What did I do?"
"WHY THE FUCK YOU HURT TAEHYUNG?! WHY THE FUCK YOU BROKE HIS BICYCLE EVEN AFTER KNOWING THAT WHAT HIS BICYCLE MEAN TO HIM?!"
Jungkook stared at his best friend for a moment in disbelief, couldn't believe that Yoongi was shouting at him for Taehyung?
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"You're angry at me because of that bread cheeks? Really?" He asked with a dry chuckle shaking his head in disbelief.
Yoongi curled his hands into fists, wanted to punch his best friend.
"I already promised you that I won't bother your loverboy and I didn't bother him so why the fuck are you getting angry at me for that bread cheeks? Huh?!"
Yoongi let out a small frustrated sigh before speaking, "Yes, I remember that but I didn't know about Taehyung's past at that time. You don't know how much he suffer____"
"I'm not interested in his past and why is he making a big deal? I just broke his bicycle. Pfff! Stupid bread cheeks!" Jungkook said, laughing a little.
"It is a big deal because his bicycle was very precious to him but you broke his bicycle!" Yoongi growled, grabbing the other by his collar.
Jungkook rolled his eyes before yanking away his best friend's hands from his collar and said, "He can buy a new bicycle. I'm sure his parents would buy a new bicycle for him so please, stop making it a big drama." He finished his sentence as he fixed his collar and took two steps to go but froze on his spot when---
"He don't have any parent. He is all alone, Jungkook."
Jungkook hesitantly turned around and saw tears in his best friend's eyes that is very rare because usually, Yoongi doesn't show his emotions.
"W-What?"
Yoongi nodded his head, wiped his tears as he parted his lips, and then tell Taehyung's past.
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Jungkook entered the classroom while thinking about Taehyung, feeling bad after knowing about his past.
He glanced at the desk where Taehyung sits but it was empty since the blonde male is busy finding a job and that's why he didn't attend the college today.
Jungkook didn't know what got into his mind as he stepped towards Taehyung's desk, sat down, and settling his bag on the desk but he furrowed his brows when he saw a paper ball under the desk.
He picked it, about to throw it but stopped when he noticed something was written on it. He opened the paper ball, read it, and soon a wave of guilt rushed through his body.
Dear, God. I'm Taehyung and I'm here to ask you to give back my precious things. You have something that belongs to me and I want them back.
Yes, my parents.
Please give them back to me. I want to know the feeling of being loved. I want to know how it feels when you get a good score on tests and shows the results to your parents. I want to eat delicious food made by mom's hand.
I feel lonely, God. Yes, I have Jiminie and I'm lucky to have him but I'm scared. What if he leaves me too?
I have no one, please give back my parents to me. I was only ten when you took them away from me. Why did you take them away from me? Had I done something bad in my childhood so that you had given me this punishment?
Please, give me my parents back.
Haha! I'm so stupid. I'm asking for something impossible. Sorry, God. Sorry for asking such a thing that isn't possible but don't worry, I have my Sweetie and I don't feel lonely with her. I talk with her a lot. She gives me company like a small sister.
At least, I have her.
Date : 29th April 2021.
Jungkook could feel his heart hurting after reading the letter. He couldn't help but feel more guilty and founding himself a monster to break Taehyung's last hope.
What made him madder that he broke Taehyung's bicycle on the same day, Taehyung wrote this letter.
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