One shot
Euphoria / One-shot
Lizloveshoseok
2021.01.29Views 58
The boy with the bunny smile smiled falsely; he had to pretend he was the happiest person with his arranged marriage, even though inside he wanted to run away into the arms of his beloved, into the arms of the one he truly loved.
The bedroom door opened, revealing Mr. Park, her father, the person she least wanted to see at that moment.
"Are you ready?" the powerful voice echoed throughout the room.
"Yes, father," Jungkook replied, his voice showing sadness.
"Jungkook, you know this is for the good of the company, and also for the good of the family," his father said.
"Yes, I know, but I don't love him, Dad," Jungkook said with tears in his eyes.
Mr. Park snorted.
"You can't live on love alone, Jungkook," he said, stating the obvious. "Besides, love comes with time. That's what happened with Jimin. He swore he loved that Min Yoongi guy, but now he lives happily and is in love with Hoseok. The same will happen to you." Yes, Jungkook wasn't the only one to get married by arrangement with his father; Jimin, his older brother, did too.
Jungkook knew how Jimin had suffered when he married Hoseok, and it wasn't that Hoseok was a bad person, Hoseok was a sweetheart, he was very nice, but the only problem here is that Jimin didn't love Hoseok, Jimin would always love Min Yoongi, Jimin could only love Hoseok.
Mr. Park spoke again.
-Alright Jungkook, it's time to go- I took Jungkook's hand and led him to the first floor.
His mother was already at the foot of the stairs, her cold gaze found his father and she looked at him angrily.
"Don't do it," he said for the last time.
"This is for the good of our company," his father replied.
"But that's not what your children want!" he said, holding back his anger.
"We already talked about this, darling," the same words as with Jimin. "Now let's go," said Mr. Park.
The three of them went out into the garden of the big house; there were many white chairs, white and purple flowers, the large purple carpet, and many people in elegant suits.
Among them all, she spotted a head of red hair; he was wearing a white suit, his hair was styled in a sexy way, and his lips had a gloss, lip balm.
Kim Taehyung, her ex-boyfriend, the love of her life.
Her harsh features, looking at him sadly, her crystalline eyes, and her hands clasped tightly at her sides, gave him the impression that at any moment she would take him in her arms and carry him away from that marriage to be happy together.
The music started playing, pulling Jungkook out of his reverie.
He looked ahead, seeing that boy, his best friend. He knew that Kim Namjoon had been in love with him since Jungkook entered high school. He sighed. He was a good boy, he admired him a lot, but his feelings didn't go beyond that.
Namjoon's gaze fixed on him, and Jungkook managed to see him smile, revealing his dimples.
Jungkook walked down the aisle with his father by his side.
"Take good care of him," his father said when they reached the front and Namjoon took his hand.
"You have no idea, Mr. Park," Namjoon's words came out of his mouth with so much love that Jungkook felt himself blush; he felt sorry for the boy.
His father went to sit next to his mother and managed to see how he tried to take his mother's hand and she discreetly moved it away.
Jungkook was very nervous, his hands were sweating, and he felt like his love was being locked deep inside his heart.
They both stood facing each other and the judge asked them to hold hands.
Namjoon smiled at her, his dimples reappearing.
"Your hands are sweating, are you very nervous?" he asked with a smile.
-Yes, Namjoonie- she smiled.
-Kim Namjoon, do you take Park Jungkook to be your husband?- and Jungkook missed everything else and only reacted when he heard Namjoon's words.
"Yes, she accepted this handsome man," was what she heard.
-park jungkook- the judge looked at jungkook, and the weight on jungkook's shoulders increased.
He looked around and his eyes met Taehyung's, who was looking at him with watery eyes.
"Do you take Kim Namjoon to be your husband?" Jungkook looked at Namjoon again; he needed to focus on him.
-Yes, I accept Namjoonie as my husband- and the judge continued with his sermon.
-You can kiss the boyfriend- Jungkook only felt Namjoon's warm hands on his cheeks, managing to lift Jungkook's head.
Jungkook reacted when Namjoon was already centimeters from his face and their noses were touching; the taller one shortened the distance and kissed Jungkook's lips.
The kiss was slow and tender.
The applause soon began and the two boys separated.
Jungkook looked at the people who were approaching to congratulate him and only managed to see Seokjin and Taehyung entering the house.
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It only took getting to the bathroom for Taehyung to start crying.
Seokjin hugged him, comforting him.
Taehyung was immersed in violent crying, his body was shaking and his hiccups were silenced by Seokjin's chest.
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Jungkook entered his house looking for Taehyung's red hair, but his attempt was thwarted thanks to Jimin and Hoseok, who as soon as they saw him took him to the garden.
Thirty minutes had passed and I hadn't seen anything of Taehyung or Seokjin.
And I managed to spot Taehyung's red hair; the boy had red eyes and his hair was disheveled.
Kook's heart was broken.
The one with red hair and the older one approached where Jungkook and Namjoon were.
"Hey guys," Seokjin was the only one to greet them. "We just came to bring you this." Seokjin held up a gift box.
Namjoon took the box.
-Thank you very much, Jin hyung- Namjoon smiled.
"Well, it's time to go," and they both turned around.
"Taehyung!" Jungkook called, but he just looked over his shoulder and shook his head before continuing to walk hand in hand with Seokjin.
Namjoon hugged Jungkook from behind and rested his chin on the younger boy's head.
"I'll try to be better for you, Kook," Namjoon said, then kissed him on the cheek.
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A month had passed since Jungkook's wedding, and since that day Taehyung's life had become a mess. A week after the wedding of the love of his life, his grandmother died.
Taehyung felt his strength slowly slipping away.
Seokjin was there to help him and he was the one helping him move forward, staying with him so that he wouldn't starve to death or try to commit suicide like the last two times since those events.
Taehyung was dead inside.
Seokjin was trying to bring Taehyung back to life.
Now Taehyung was on the rooftop of the building where he lived with Seokjin; he had taken the opportunity to go up when he saw that Seokjin was taking too long at the supermarket.
It would be so easy to end her life at that moment; she had lost everything she loved most.
He climbed the wall and sat on the edge, his feet dangling and the wind whipping against his face, tousling his hair.
His thoughts were lost in all the beautiful moments he spent with his grandmother, and finally the boy with the rabbit smile, his Bambi eyes, and his laugh similar to Elmo's, smiled with tears in his eyes.
He took a deep breath.
I had no desire to continue if the most important thing I had had disappeared.
He still had his parents, but they never cared about Taehyung; his grandmother was the one who raised him.
He stood up and looked at the city; the cars looked small from the height they were at, the lights were everywhere, and the people looked like ants.
He took a step forward, his feet touching the edge.
one step away from death.
He closed his eyes and moved forward; it no longer mattered.
An arm encircled her waist and her legs slammed against the building.
She opened her eyes, seeing her feet floating in the air.
-Seokjin, I don't want you to...- his words were interrupted by that person.
"I'm not Seokjin," Jungkook's voice stunned Taehyung, his eyes watered and his lip trembled.
When Taehyung was safely back in his apartment, Jungkook spoke.
-Taehyung, I love you, and I always will, but my father...- Taehyung interrupted him.
"You said he knew," her words came out like the most lethal poison for Jungkook.
"Yes, he knew," Jungkook affirmed.
"So why couldn't you just let us be happy?" Taehyung's tears streamed down his cheeks. "I had a hard time without you, I had a hard time because I knew the love of my life was marrying someone else." His tears wouldn't stop.
"You're not the only one here who's having a hard time!" Jungkook shouted. "I needed you too! I suffered for you too! I missed being with you! I don't love him!" Jungkook was already crying.
"Why don't you get a divorce?" Taehyung's words were confident, without hesitation.
"I can't, my father..." Taehyung's laughter was heard, without humor, it was only bitterness.
"Get out of here," he said harshly, without any emotion.
"Get out, Jungkook! Go away!" The shout took Jungkook by surprise.
"Taehyung, you must forgive me," he sobbed. "I love you!" At this point, Jungkook was a sea of tears.
"I should have thought that before you married that guy," and without another word, Taehyung pushed Jungkook out of his apartment while Jungkook just kept repeating how much he loved him.
Oh Jungkook, if only you weren't such a coward. And if you had run away that day, everything would be different.
Taehyung slid down until he was sitting on the floor, his back against the apartment's entrance door.
I didn't know exactly how long I had been crying.
Seeing Jungkook only reopened that wound that I was struggling to close.
Taehyung went to the bathroom, took the razor blades and ran the blade over his arm a few times, blood began to drip down his right arm, he did the same to the other arm.
Taehyung didn't think about the harm he could cause to Seokjin, his best friend, he didn't know the harm he would cause to Jungkook.
Blood dripped down Taehyung's arms.
He began to feel dizzy and sat down in the bathtub. Taehyung's eyes slowly closed, his breathing became weaker and weaker, and in the distance he heard the door open and Seokjin's voice calling him.
Seokjin opened one door after another.
-Tae!, Tae!- his friend didn't answer, Jin was starting to get desperate, his eyes were starting to sting.
She ran to the bathroom when she heard something fall.
-Tae!- Jin started to cry when he saw his friend in the bathtub with his hands covered in blood, the white tile with red stains and Tae's pale face gave him no peace of mind.
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Hospitals were something Seokjin never liked; the smell of medicine that could be seen in every corner of the place, the nurses and doctors running from one place to another, and the people crying.
He shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
Hurried footsteps echoed in the waiting room, and Jin instinctively looked in the direction the noise was coming from.
tall, red hair, pale skin and a worried expression.
Kim Jisoo, Taehyung's sister, was followed by Jisoo and Tae's cousin, Kim Jennie.
Both arrived where Seokjin was.
"How is my brother oppa?" Jisoo hurried to ask.
"I don't know, the doctor hasn't come out yet. I've been waiting for a few hours, and..." Seokjin's voice broke.
Jisoo hugged Jin while he cried. The girl knew that Seokjin loved Taehyung with all his heart, and for that reason, Seokjin wanted his brother to leave his impossible love.
-Relatives of Kim Taehyung...- the doctor.
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negro
a lot of black.
Seokjin's blond hair stood out from all that dark color.
The day was rainy, but not beautiful, it never would be.
It was a rainy October afternoon, the wind was blowing and the water was falling, soaking the golden-haired boy.
Sadness permeated every part of Seokjin's body.
His eyes were red from crying so much, his urge to cry remained, but he felt dry.
The place was completely deserted; it was just him and the love of his life.
Kim Taehyung.
After the doctor arrived, he gave them the most horrible news they could hear: the love of their life had died. She had lost a lot of blood, and no matter how hard they fought, there was no solution.
Suddenly Seokjin stopped feeling the raindrops falling on him.
"You could get sick, hyung," Jungkook's voice made itself known.
"There's no point in covering me from the rain when I'm already wet." Seokjin's voice sounded cold, emotionless, and monotonous.
"Avoid getting any wetter," Jungkook said.
Seokjin remained silent; he had so many things to say to him. If only he hadn't left Taehyung alone, if only he had taken Taehyung with him, everything would be different.
But "what if" doesn't exist.
"If only you had stayed away from Taehyung, things would be different," Seokjin said without hesitation.
-hyung, I...- he was interrupted.
"No, Jungkook, you hurt him once and came back only to give him false hope and then let him down. All this because..." Her voice broke. "Because you're a coward! Because you didn't fight for his love! Because you didn't do what your heart decided!" Tears that seemed lost returned. "If only you had moved on with your life, maybe I would still be helping Taehyung forget you." Her lip trembled.
Jungkook remained silent.
"You can't live on love, Seokjin," Jungkook's voice was heard, he remembered his father's words.
"Money doesn't buy love, Jungkook," Seokjin said, moving away from Jungkook. "I hope you're happy." And without another word, he left, leaving Jungkook standing in front of Tae's grave.
Life without love is not happy, Jungkook.
Jungkook left when it was already getting late.
The boy from that grave had taken her heart and her happiest moments.
you are the cause of my euphoria.