Glitter {Vmin}

jungkook

"tae?" i mumble quietly.

he keeps staring at his lap not answering me. "what's the matter?"

he continues to blankly stare at his large hands. it's currently four a.m. and we're laying beside each other in his bed.

"tae?" i repeat.

you can see the sadness in his face and it tears me apart. he draws circles on my thigh and  silver glitter gets on his finger.

"why the love for glitter?" he asks staring at me.

his clock light hits his face so i can see him perfectly. "i just ... really like glitter."

"oh." he replies turning his face away from mine.

my hearts in my throat. he's sad. he's often sad.

it hurts seeing him like this.

it always happens when we lay bare beside each other after finishing our hookups.

"tae."

"hmm."

"what's the matter?"

"i slept with you." he says.

"yeah? well we always do don't we?"

"how am i suppose to explain this to him?"

my heart crumples in seconds.

"what?"

"how am i suppose to tell him i slept with you?" he repeats.

"b-but i thought you and him weren't a thing..."

"we aren't but i still care about him."

"oh."

but you don't care about me.

taehyung sighs sitting up straight. "just don't think about it." i suggest.

"how can i not? i always do this to him. jungkook doesn't deserve it."

jungkook doesn't deserve it ...

neither do i.