"Are you a parking ticket? Cause you've got FINE written all over you." Jin teased, while laughing his breath away.
"You're really unbeliebubble Jin." Namjoon shot back.
A beautiful short story in which, love proves to be a two-way path. 2 character...
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Chapter 9: It's broken-hearted and it's gone
"Taehyung..." He sobbed into the call, shakily.
"I broke his heart. But I think it's for the best. I h-hated it Tae, he was so sad.
I ended our battle I thought it would stop the pain The tears aren't stopping
Loving him is hard But it's the same for him too I know better to stop crying
I knew he was struggling with it I got a call from Jackson that day I really wanted to help him
Compliments and Gifts I tried it all
But when my help turned into hurt I saw him fall
Lying breathless and thin and tired Remember how he wasn't showing up?
He was crying inside He didn't laugh, he faked it
My heart really fell I'm shattered
But I shattered him too And I broke his heart."
Taehyung replied hesitantly, "I'm sorry, Jin I should've told you I kind of noticed it
But after you did I think I'm not happy either
He's busy all the time He never comes home He never calls, texts I'm missing his "I love you" And it's kind of breaking my heart
Love's really complicated It's so selfish
We wanted them But why are they drifting apart? They wanted us too But why are we at fault?
I love you Stay strong beautiful It's all meant to happen anyway But we can find happiness in the littlest things
Bye."
He cut the call. He blinked back his tears. He terribly missed Jungkook.
He heard his voicemails, that he repeatedly tried to send. Always delivered but never opened. He heard them in full volume, swallowing the silence with his desperate voice.
"I miss you, baby, I miss your bunny smile I miss your touch I miss the way your lips feel against mine I miss hugging your strong arms I miss your well-planned dates I miss our late night talks
I miss all and every inch of you"
You said you wouldn't sleep on me You said you wouldn't leave me hanging
Where are you now? I haven't seen you in months now
He plopped his phone beside him defeatedly. His hands moved to his head easing the splitting headache he had caused recently.
26 missed calls.
He remembered making each call. The annoying ring that seemed to go on forever never connected to another voice. Instead, it just fucking beeped and stopped.
His emotions were getting the best of him. His eyes shut in pain and he tried with all his might to fight the frown that appeared on his face and caused his face to scrunch sadly. A single tear cascaded his cheek, and he knew he had lost all rights to stop his feelings that were streaming down his face freely. He buried his face in his knees, and allowed his emotions to take control as his muffled cries and sobs echoed the lonely apartment with its booming voice.
The tables, full of food waiting for someone to come and visit it stood lonely. All their favourite DVD'S and CD'S remained unplayed and stacked below the television, Taehyung missed their movie dates and cuddles.
His heart was empty but the place was flooded with their memories. Their scents, the writings on the walls, sounds that boomed and echoed around the house, how they used to sing to each other, intimate sessions and moments that were precious and treasured.
His head dizzy with constant stress and burdening thoughts, he barely heard the faint click of the door opening.
