Chapter (22) Tears

"When feeling can't be said into words, they pour out in the form of water.

28/05/21

Rewritten :: 24/11/2022

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Please ignore the mistakes.

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Third person POV

Jungkook's lips immediately moulded themselves into the words that were written on the cover page, tears yet again intruding his sight.

My fate brings me to you

But,

My faith will bring you to me.

The mafia's heart felt like it had stopped beating and his lungs had made him choked on his breath, the raven exhaled a shuddering breath, before opening the scrapbook in front of him, Jungkook knew he had to do something.

He closed and opened his eyes again and blinked them rapidly, the male looked down at his own chest, his fingers curled around a small necklace dazzling around his throat.

The male cuffed the pendant, the silence of the room was so loud that he heard the rhythm of his own heart. The tears that were burning his orbs before felt like sinking back to his soul.

Jungkook refused to cry anymore. The guilt of hurting Taehyung that was churning in his heart, that was making him weak, that was breaking him by piece by piece, he refused to break, the raven was a mafia, a tough man.

When the blonde left he had promised himself to bury his emotions deep down in his heart but they raised at the arrival of Taehyung in his life.

Those emotions had raised when the raven found out about his unborn baby, they hurted him when he found the truth of Yugyeom, they killed him when the guilt churned in his chest.

The male let his eyes open slowly as he sniffled and orbs blazing with darkness and blankness, he opened the scrapbook and the very first picture stick to the page felt like stabbing his heart.

The mafia stilled, taking in his everything to not let the blankness in his eyes overpower by any emotion. Flipping the pages one after another.

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^This is unnecessarily hot and cute)

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^the way I had gasp at this in the middle of a road)

The series of pictures brought thousands of memories in front of Jungkook, he smiled sadly. The raven remembered each and every moments by his heart. The photos scream love and their young love, how they used to cuddle in each other's arms, how they used to comfort each other.

How they used to love each other, Jungkook wondered if Taehyung still loved him the same? After whatever he had done with him.

The mafia kept the album back with a heavy heart, his legs hurting from sitting for so long with crossed legs that too on the floor, he put the scrapbook inside and stood up on his feet.

When something rolled down his lap, Jungkook looked confused at the tiny red box, he frowned and picked it up, the raven was about to put it back when he halted, the box looked similar.

His black charcoal orbs observed the red velvet of the box closely and he stilled yet again when remembered this particular box, his fingers shook and when he opened the box, Jungkook's heart shattered.

The ring sitting elegantly in it had the mafia doubt the promise of not letting his emotions overpower his blankness. It was the ring, the same jewellery with which Jungkook had made his petal, his, the same piece of diamond and platinum, which bound him to his Taehyung.

The male allowed his fingers to softly hold the ring up away from the box as he examined it with very careful orbs and fondness, a soft tuck of lips present on the mafia's face.

He raised the jewellery piece and the plump flesh of lips met it, pecking the diamond lovingly. And his tongue rolled out the very first words of him after coming here, the syllables which were soft as whispers resonated in the room like loud gunshots.

"I am sorry, Taehyung. There's no forgiveness for my deeds but I promise I will make everything right."

With this promise, the male put back everything securely in the box as he returned back to his place, determination of giving Taehyung his life back, lingering in his heart.

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The mafia's shoes tucked against the floor of his mansion, his arms holding the carton carefully, the raven looked around in pure confusion.

He frowned, the mansion was unusually silent today, usually at this hour of night, the living area of the big place would be booming with loud yells of Seokjin from the kitchen with a few other maids, Jimin would be giggling with Jaehyun with Taehyung smiling at them and even when they all had separate LED-s in their own room, Jungkook's hyung would love to gave him a headache by the loud noises.

The male settled the weight in his arms on one of the chairs of the large dining table, glancing in between at the open kitchen but he was startled when a hand was placed on his shoulder.

Turning around Jungkook's eyebrows that were pinched in confusion went straight and his orbs lacked any emotion, there stood Taehyung.

His blonde locks fluffy and the white shirt that was tucked with beige colour pants hugged his waist elegantly. His already pale skin with the very fine touch of caramel tan glowed brightly, clearly indicating the younger had taken a shower.

Jungkook stepped back slightly, the small smile that was on Taehyung's lips wept off immediately. Retreating his hand to himself, the blonde looked away.

"Where's everyone?" The mafia's voice wasn't cold but wasn't friendly either, Taehyung blinked, before he shuffled with words.

"In their room's."

"This early?"

"Yeah, they all were sleepy?" The statement came out like a question, Taehyung tilting his head slightly and Jungkook gazed at the adorable action of him.

"All were, even the maids?" Jungkook raised his one eyebrow, asking a question for which Taehyung only nodded his head slightly, the mafia stopped the urge to roll his eyes– unbelievable.

The conversation between both the Male's died down as soon as it was started, both looking awkwardly here and there. The mafia stepped aside to leave for his room but a tiny voice stopped him.

"Jungkook.." Taehyung called, his eyes fixed at the Male's back who didn't turned around but his stilled figure giving the blonde encouragement to speak more.

"If- if you wanted to have dinner, I can ser—" He nervously started but was again cut in mid when the mafia spoke, "No. I am not hungry."

"Oh." The blonde felt his heart clenched at the Male's refusal, cheeks burning from embarrassment as Jungkook started to walk away.

"I was waiting for you.." The words were said under his breath but the raven heard them loud and clear, looking from his shoulder he watched Taehyung staring at his own slipers, the slight pout very much visible on his lips.

Taehyung turned around, not noticing how the mafia was stepping toward him, his rough fingers cuffed the blonde's wrist, looking up, the younger had his eyes wide.

"I will have dinner." He uttered, the words were so softly said that if not for the complete silence in the mansion, Taehyung would have missed them. His lips tucked up, but they turned into a wide grin when, "–But with you."

Both the male settled on the dinning, Taehyung helping Jungkook as he filled his plate with enough food for the mafia, the action reverted by Jungkook too, who filled Taehyung's plate with more than enough food for him.

No one said a word, silence that was awkward now having comfort in it. Soft clatter of plates meeting with the fork and chopsticks filled the area. Jungkook peeking in between at the younger who was very busy with his food.

A sudden emotion raised in his heart, its been years, no one waited for the raven after Taehyung. Ofcourse he was scolded by his hyungs to have proper food but no one ever stayed up late to eat with Jungkook.

Because they never knew when would the mafia return, the man always making himself busy in his work and office that he barely had time to return home and eat a proper meal.

And even without Jungkook's knowledge a tuck on his lips formed as he returned to his food, the small smile of his didn't go unnoticed by Taehyung, who felt his heart content.

When both the male had finished their food, Jungkook had calmly called out for Taehyung, the younger's name rolling out so softly from his tongue.

The blonde had looked with wide eyes at the mafia, who didn't look at him, for a moment Taehyung had think that he was hearing things, but when Jungkook said;

"After you are done, can you– can you meet me in my room?" There was hesitation in Jungkook's voice, fierce eyes couldn't meet Taehyung's soft one and for some reason it scared the other.

He might have nodded his head at the elder but his heart ran loudly behind his limbs, Taehyung feared about what the future held for him.

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The raven laid on his bed, his buff arm that was covered in numerous tattoos tucked behind his head, bambi eyes fixed at the jewellery piece in his hand.

The Male's fingers rolled the ring in between them, Taehyung's ring. The male never kept the ring back in its box and with the blonde's stuff.

Waves of many feelings were swimming in the raven's orbs who continued staring at the shining diamond fixed at the platinum band. Even when Jungkook knew he refused to accept that he had stolen a mere jewellery piece.

Maybe the male had promised himself to not be weak and to not let his feeling overpower himself, he couldn't help but be greedy.

The male just wanted to have something to remember his love, his petal after he left him for forever. And he wanted his petal to have nothing to remember him, his horrible past.

Jungkook clenched his fist, letting the band of platinum circle around in his palm, eyes shifting toward the ceiling, he would miss Taehyung.

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door as the mafia immediately got up and kept the ring back in his bedside drawer, running a hand through his raven locks, Jungkook opened the door.

"Come ins–" He stopped in between his words, eyebrows frowning in utter confusion when noticed the blonde, who was staring down. He stepped closer.

"Taehyung.." The male called again, examining from close up, that was when the mafia realised the younger's swollen eyes and faint tears mark on his bread cheeks.

Jungkook felt his blood boil at the thought of someone making Taehyung cry and with one swift motion, he held the other's forearm, pulling him inside, the door behind Taehyung closed who looked bewildered.

The blonde looked up at the mafia who was staring intensely at him, he stuttered.

"Jungko–

"Who made you cry?" Taehyung was stopped in the middle of his words, he stared at Jungkook, panicked.

"W-what, I am not c-cryi—

"Don't lie. What happened?" The male forced and even when Taehyung rapidly tried to deny the mafia didn't budge an inch, staring dominantly at the other, who gave up in the end.

"I-i lost it." Taehyung whispered, the raven thankful for their closeness or he would have to ask the younger to repeat. The blonde's back almost touched the door as Jungkook stood in front of him, with arms crossed, heavy ink on his arm shining because of his sleeveless shirt.

"Lost what?" Jungkook asked confused, Taehyung hesitated.

"M-my ring.." The words were said so under his breath that Jungkook missed them and stepped one more step closer to the blonde who peeked up. "What?"

"M-my ring, I-i lost it." Taehyung's words made Jungkook's blood run cold, he froze. Taehyung was crying because of the ring, the same jewellery he had stolen. He was the reason for the blonde's tears, again.

Jungkook looked down, arms uncrossed as his fist clenched by his side, something swirling in his orbs.

"Yugyeom's wedding ring?" The mafia uttered, he couldn't know the reason for which those words left his lips and for a moment Jungkook felt scared when Taehyung looked up, usually soft calm puppy eyes, now fierce and angry as an injured tiger.

"Don't talk nonsense, Jungkook! It was our wedding ring– the ring you made me wear!" Taehyung's voice was loud, loud enough to stab through the mafia's ears, making him silently hiss, but before he could say anything, Taehyung's eyes widened in realisation.

"I-i am sorry, I shouldn't have..." He stuttered, eyes looking everywhere but at the elder, the fear of scraping any of the old wounds with his words present there.

Jungkook's orbs that were dark like burning charcoal softened at the action of the younger, his heart tightening behind his limbs, the man sighed.

In front of him the blonde mop of hair as he tucked his finger under Taehyung's chin and made the male meet his sight, this time not only his bambi orbs but his whole features softened, the mafia wiped away the water droplet softly with his thumb.

"Please don't cry." Jungkook's voice was soft, soft as a feather which could break the blonde who silently cried, unconsciously leaning into the touch on his cheek.

"I-i am sorry, very sorr–

"Why are you apologising?" Taehyung was shut between his words, looking confused at Jungkook, he blinked, heart hurting painfully in his chest.

"F-for whatever I did, because of my stupidness we lost our baby." He started, the hold of the raven loosening and when he was about to turn around, his buff arm was caught by the other, who held onto him desperately.

"No! Pl-please hear me out, please. I am sorry, I-i know I don't deserve forgiveness I-i know but please J-Jungkook, pl-please forgive me.." Taehyung sobbed, shaking his head in refusal when the mafia tried to say something, his nail digging into Jungkook's skin who didn't even flinch.

"I-i, I can't.. I-i can't take this burden anymore, Please. F-for the p-past s-six years Jungkook. For the past six years, I-i am dieing e-every single s-second.." Taehyung begged, looking up at the raven with wet, teary, red eyes who had his eyes already fixed at him, no emotion in them, which made the blonde sobbed out more.

"I-i am sorry—"

"Stop apologising." The blonde was crying so loudly with the guilt and heartbreaks of memories filling his chest that he missed Jungkook's words, pleading for the deeds he had no fault in.

"I said stop apologising, Taehyung!" The mafia's voice resonated throughout the room, immediately shushing up the blonde who stared at him, tears leaking eyes. The male pushed him back to meet his back with the door, caging the other in between.

"Why are you apologising, Taehyung? Why are you saying sorry? When you clearly know it wasn't your fault! You were guilty for your deeds but didn't you get punished enough for those already?" Jungkook asked, the loud questions piercing through Taehyung's ears who felt goosebumps rise on his spin with how furiously Jungkook looked.

"Did you, did you enjoy those things? When Yugyeom forced you, when he—" He stopped, clenching his jaw from anger and even if he had murdered Yugyeom, he wanted to stab him repeatedly. "—When he stripped you naked? Did you enjoy them?"

"No! Never! I-i , I Never! Never ever!" Taehyung screamed, looking horrored at the other who held him close to himself.

"Then fucking stop apologising, Taehyung! They weren't your fault! Nothing was your fault! Nothing was ever your fault!" Jungkook said his voice softened, tears burning around his orbs but the male didn't let them escape.

"They were my fault, e-everything. I should be the one to say sorry to you, I should be the fucking one to fall on my knees and beg you!" He screamed, Taehyung looking at Jungkook with painfully hurt eyes as he shook his head in refusal.

"You suffered because of me! We lost our baby because of me! Everything bad happens because of me!" Jungkook yelled, holding the younger from his shoulders, the raven stared deep into those ocean-like eyes, the blonde unable to speak as he watched the mafia boss.

Jungkook let go of the blonde, who continued watching him. Taehyung didn't look away even once as the elder shuffled away from him hurriedly and walked toward the drawer.

He didn't look away, when Jungkook pulled out a white envelope and let it rest in his hand, Taehyung gazed down at the white sheet and then at the mafia again. Eyes never leaving the emotions they hold, he observed.

"This is, this–" Jungkook paused, his fist clenched by his side, he breathed and started again.

"This is yours and Jaehyun's flight tickets, all of your documents and papers. Yeonjun will accompany you to your place, my most trusted men will be in your and Jaehyun's security. You will have your own house and a café in the most luxurious location of Paris— Go away." Jungkook deadpanned making Taehyung froze, looking bewildered at the other, he felt his tongue tied down in his mouth.

"Go away. Far from us. From this life. From crimes, violence and abuse, you didn't deserve this, Jaehyun doesn't deserve this. Leave us behind, leave all of us behind and start anew. Without these bad people." A lump formed in the mafia's throat, he closed his eyes as he completed in noise barely above a whisper. "—W-without me…"

Taehyung heard them, he heard those heart breaking words, staring down at his palm where his new life rests.

The blonde shut his eyelashes close, he heard the silence, his own rhythm of heart, his own trail of breaths, he heard the voices.

"He regrets making you fall in love with him. So, decided to make you hate him."

"I wouldn't be able to save my brother.."

"He is just like this, covering his good actions with bad words."

The lifeless Jungkook in the artwork begged the living Taehyung to not let go of him silently.

The younger gazed up at the elder, Taehyung watched Jungkook looking around in the room, his unfocused orbs and clenched jaw, he did notice the unusual shine of the raven's eyes.

"How come they were your faults, Jungkook?" Taehyung asked, the mafia jerked his head toward the other, who had the envelope fisted in his palm and almond eyes shooting daggers at him.

The male didn't answer, instead he looked away. Taehyung stepped closer.

"Answer me, how come they were your faults?" He repeated, voice thick and the tension in the room could be cut with a knife.

When the elder didn't answer, a dry chuckle resonated there. Taehyung laughs humorlessly.

"Now I understand it was all your plans, no?" The venom that dripped from the blonde words had Jungkook growled at him, their orbs spit fire.

"Sending Yugyeom to me, making all of these plans, killing our baby, getting me rap—" Taehyung's words were caught in his throat when the other pushed him back, both falling down on the floor.

Where the mafia's hand was covering the blonde's head from behind to keep him away from any hurt, so his eyes were filled with rage. His big tall body covering the other's tiny one.

"Stop spitting nonsense, Taehyung. Or else I will have your tongue out." The mafia threatened in an octave lower voice but the blonde had no fear in his orbs.

"When you did nothing, you didn't plan them then how come they were your faults? How did you know that all of those things happened because of you?"

The raven's eyes trailed from Taehyung's eyes to his sharp nose and to the mole, his sight rested for a moment at the other's lips when they went back to be fixed at his view. The mafia let go. He didn't have answers.

Jungkook got up, uncaging the younger from his grip as he sat on the floor against the bed, one leg sprawled forward so the other was bent half upward, his fingers grabbing at his own strands of hair with cruelty.

Taehyung sat in front of him, his eyes never moving away from the other when a soft sob filled the room, startling him. The younger shifted toward the elder, panicking, orbs worried.

"J-jungkook…" The younger tried to bring down Jungkook's arms from his face, who had it hidden behind them, sobs that were soft now turned rigid and Taehyung felt his own eyes getting teary with how hard the Male's shoulders were shaking.

The blonde had opened his mouth to speak but he flinched again when all of a sudden his petite figure crashed in a bone cracking hug, body fixed in between Jungkook's legs who now had his face hidden in Taehyung's shoulder.

His arms moved to pat the crying Male's back who sobbed loudly causing his own tears to meet his bread cheeks. The mafia broke his own promise of not crying, he wanted to be tough and he tried.

Taehyung let the other cry, his own tears soaking down on the raven's shirt as they both curled in each other's embrace.

He flinched softly when Jungkook broke the hug and looked up at him, teary red doe bambi eyes and cherry button running nose with wet cheeks, he cupped the younger's face in his palm.

"I-i don't know what my fault is, j-just, j-just please go away.. go away from m-me.." He cried, voice breaking and hiccups disturbing his words. Taehyung felt new tears forming into his orbs– Jungkook hates me so much that he's crying for me to go away..

"Y-you hate me so muc—

"No!" Jungkook shrieked, holding tight on his face, who looked like a lost puppy, "No! I-i don't hate you, I-i hate me.." Jungkook hiccuped and the younger's eyes softened.

"I-i bring problems, y-you got hurt because of me, because of m-my father, because of m-my friend, b-because of my stupidness.." He stuttered. Taehyung shook his head.

"No! I g-got hurt because of my stupidity, we lost our b-baby, because of me. Y-you never bring problems, i-its always me!" The male uttered, voice loud mixing with soft sobes of Jungkook who all of a sudden glared at him with a running nose.

"You don't bring problems! I-its me." The male said back, sniffling in between as the younger also glared at him back.

"If that d-day, I hadn't listened to your father, to Yugyeom t-this woul—" Taehyung started but his words were cut by Jungkook.

"I-if I had tried to hear you out." Jungkook uttered.

"But I never tried to talk." Taehyung yelled.

"Because I never gave you a chance." Jungkook screamed.

Both the male glared at each other with bloodshot eyes and if they were red from tears, anger, hate or lack of sleep no one knew, as Jungkook launched himself toward Taehyung who fall down and hit him on his chest, reverting their position the blonde sat on the mafia's torso, cuffing his collar in his palm, he growled.

"Why can't you fucking understand that they were my faults!" The younger one yelled, hitting Jungkook on his chest who yelped.

"I don't fucking care whose fault they were just go away!" The mafia screamed, rolling their bodies as he now caged the other under himself.

"Why do you want me to go!" The blonde asked, voice loud and nails digging into the skin of the mafia's shoulders.

"Because I don't want, you to get hurt—

"Why! Why! Why do you care if i get hurt or not I will do whatever the fuck I want, you will not care—

"I care, I fucking car—

"Why! You lier—"

"I care because I fucking love you!" The loud scream filled the room and both of them froze, Taehyung's palm slipped down from Jungkook's shoulder, heavy breaths passed his lips,

"—and I don't want you to get hurt, anymore." His voice grew quiet, the warm water droplets that had dried away from the small quarrel flowed down again and kissed Jungkook's cheeks, the younger male staring at him in daze.

"You l-love me?" Taehyung breathed out, voice shuddering and heart beating unstoppably inside his chest.

"I had never fallen out of it.." The mafia whispered, one more tear slipped down his chin, the blonde made an effort to sit up as Jungkook left the space, both now sitting in front of each other, knees brushing.

"You r-really love me?" Taehyung asked unsure, his voice barely above whisper, the raven nodded. Followed by a soft cry from the blonde who hugged the elder tight, burying his face into his chest.

"I-i thought, t-thought you hated me.." He sobbed, Jungkook's fingers softly tangled them in between his blonde locks, caressing them.

"I-i tried. T-tried my best but I-i couldn't, T-Tae, I-i just couldn't.." The raven confessed, bambi eyes meeting with the almond one,

"Pl-please, g-go away, Taehyung. I don't want you to get hurt." The blonde sniffled, arms circling around the other's neck, he whispered back,

"You d-don't want me to get hurt?" He watched the raven nodding, Taehyung shuffled closer, lips almost meeting and breaths already mixing.

"T-then protect me. L-lock me up, kill t-them, or– or kill me, but don't send me away." Taehyung cried, the rhythm of heart running with the mafia who had his orbs fixed on him.

"G-give me a chance, g-give us a chance." Taehyung continued, heart hammering loudly with the fear of rejection.

"B-but I doubted you.." Jungkook protested, shuffling close.

"I doubted you first.." Taehyung uttered,

"I-i slapped you.." Jungkook said, hands itching to bang themselves loudly on the wall when the sight crossed his brain.

"I did too.." Taehyung whispered, closing his eyes, his hold tightening on the other's collar.

"Pl-please.." They both uttered at the same time, breaking down into each other's embrace. Once again.

Jungkook cried, because he accepted his defeat in front of the faith;

And Taehyung cried because he won over his fate.

Both the males turned their hurt and pain, longings and fear into the warm tears and let them flowed down freely, escaping their body and setting their soul free.

They decided to give each other a chance, give themselves a chance to start anew, a new beginning;

And on that night, it wasn't about the love or comfort, it was about their tears. __________________________________*****

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This is chapter (22).

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Hey love, I hope you like this chapter, next update will be after 15th December because I have my pre boards, wish me luck. Please.

Also guys, only 5 or 6 chapters are left, I wanted to write more but you all know its an edited version, that's why I have limited number of chapters.

I will try my best to summarize everything in it, the pace might seem a bit rush and the chapters might be a bit long, I hope it doesn't create any problems or mess.

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