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memories. laughter. friendships.
love.
betrayal. pain. tears.
heartbreaking end.
“out. i want you gone, min yoongi. fucking leave.” jeongguk seethed with hot tears that threatened to come down his face.
“ggukie, just let me explain please–“ yoongi pleads fell on deaf ears.
“don’t ‘ggukie’ me,” jeongguk spat disdainfully,” you lost that right. how could you?”
“listen, i know i fucked up. i wasn’t thinking, ggukie my intention on going... i-i was just supposed to pick up tae and that was it, people kept trying to get me to stay. i kept saying ‘no, no i have to grab tae, he texted me saying he needed a ride home and that’s all i’m here for...’ but then...” yoongi’s breath hitched painfully as he tried to grab his best friend’s arm.
“you liar,” jeongguk backed away angrily,” you got balls to the wall high. when you said you’d be back right away, what was that outcome? i fall asleep on the couch waiting to hear your keys turning inside of the front door. waiting for you but you never come. to put the icing on the mess of a cake?”
“j-jeongguk please stop...” yoongi protested painfully.
yoongi’s throat let out a hurt sob as he wrapped his arms around jeongguk’s body and babbled almost hysterically.
”i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry,” yoongi repeated his broken mantra,” please ggukie, i never meant for any of this to happen, i wasn’t thinking straight-“
jeongguk saw red as he could see the images almost paint themselves into his brain.
”no, no, no,” jeongguk’s voice rose glass shattering high with each word,” listen to what i fucking have to say!”
he grabbed yoongi’s arms with ferocity and pushed him away repulsively. the elder gasped harshly as he felt the wind knock out of him. the younger stared down at him with piercing, vengeful eyes. he grasped a fistful of yoongi’s shirt in of his straining, powerful hand. jeongguk yanked the elder’s body close to his and with a swift movement; connected his hard fist into yoongi’s jaw in one go. the elder flew from the force and the metallic taste of blood filled his mouth. jeongguk tackled yoongi and the eldest knew he deserved it all.
he truly did.
jeongguk hovered above yoongi and looked down at him with utter fury.
“i’m so fucking sorry...” yoongi’s voice echoed with loud regret.
yoongi watched as jeongguk’s fist raised to hit him once again. the elder knew what was to come so he shut his eyes and allowed his body to go lax.
the maknae saw what his hyung was allowing him to do and something in him snapped.
shame ran through his veins.
resentment washed all over him.
most of all?
self-pity.
the inability to ever tell anyone what he truly feels.
jeongguk’s raised hand slammed right next to his ear; the brusque sound resonating throughout the entire apartment. yoongi’s eyes fluttered open and saw the beloved maknae’s tears run hotly down his sweet, tired face.
yoongi knew that image of the person he never would’ve imagined hurting would haunt him for as long as he lived.
“y-you slept with him... out of all people why him? ” jeongguk tears streamed angrily down his face,” it could’ve been anybody else... b-but hyungie, why would you do that to me? to me?”
jeongguk’s body trembled on top of yoongi’s as he clenched the front of the elder’s shirt. his cries gradually got louder as he weakly hit yoongi’s chest in pure devastation. yoongi covered his eyes with both arms as he cried in regret over hurting his beloved brother.
“with, with kim namjoon... the only guy i’ve ever loved.”