Diya's Mom

Five weeks later. Finally... “Open it,” Jimin mutters. Taehyung exhales. Then, without giving himself another second to think— he breaks the seal.

Because if there was one thing he was absolutely sure about... Park Jimin was going to interrogate the hell out of him the moment they were alone. +

"We went through hell just to find each other..." he nearly whispered. "Is it really that easy to let go of someone you love this deeply, Taehyung?"

He shook his head, his gaze falling again, unable to hold Jungkook's any longer. "I feel like... I don't have it in me to chase anything anymore. Not love... not hate... not revenge. Nothing." "Not even me?" Jungkook's voice fractured, eyes full of unshed tears,

his voice dipped lower. "Couldn't you spare me a moment before leaving? Was it that difficult?" Taehyung shook his head silently, his gaze dropping to the ground, unable to hold Jungkook's eyes. Jungkook let out a scoff. "So I was never worthy enough for you?"

the bed. He looked at Jungkook, who was no longer meeting his eyes but was back to fidgeting with his fingers. It was his habit—something he only did when he wanted to talk or when he was trapped in what he called useless thoughts.

a/n: i’m just not feeling good about this anymore. really sorry if you were reading, but i genuinely don’t feel motivated to write. my reach isn’t good, nothing seems to be working… i honestly don’t know what to do.

That's all for today. I hope you liked the update. Though not many people are reading, I am still continuing because of the ones who are here. So please like the tweets and share your thoughts. That'll at least keep me motivated. Thank you for reading. Take love 💗

And Just like that, he found out that Jungkook had fulfilled his dream as well, he became a photographer. Maybe not that famous or recognisable. But a decent one. Even though his shameless heart still wanted to meet the boy with the excuse of a photoshoot, his mind always stopped

"He never said anything about that. Don't jump to conclusions." Daehyun tried to reason. "He gave me nothing." Jungkook snapped. "No word, no reassurance—nothing. He left me like I was worthless."

yesterday. "N-no, don't worry. They look good. You look beautiful—" Jungkook closed his mouth shut when he realized he talked more than he should. "I am sorry." He quickly apologized. But it only angered Taehyung. He scoffed, gritting his teeth. "You are just a piece of shit!"

Minjun reached the door and knocked firmly, the three of them waiting for someone to open it while the whole street watched in awe.

The doctor halted, turning back to face Taehyung. "Yes?" Taehyung's eyes glimmered under the dim light of the room. "Can I get discharged tonight?"