Third Person View

Taehyung kneeled in front of Jungkook, placing a weary hand on his shoulder.
"Koo, what happened?"
Jungkook threw himself into Taehyung's arms. They fell to the floor, Jungkook on his chest as he sobbed. Taehyung's back rested against the sofa as he worriedly combed through Jungkook's hair.

"Koo, do you want to talk about it?"
Jungkook shook his head as Taehyung nodded in acknowledgment.

They stayed in that position, Taehyung combed through his hair as Jungkook's cries slowly began to settle down to hiccups.

When Taehyung thought he was okay already, which was atleast a few hours later, he helped Jungkook up and dragged him upstairs.

Jungkook curled onto the bed as Taehyung watched him, confused yet concerned.

"Jungkook." He said softly, sitting next to him as Jungkook hugged his thigh, shaking.
"Baby,—"
"No." Jungkook cried as he whimpered, digging his face into Taehyung's thigh.

"Koo, you have to tell me what happened."
Jungkook continued to cry as Taehyung laid next to him and removed his hands from his face.

The stoic, cold Jungkook was demoted to a fragile child with a tear-stained face, red and swollen pouty lips. His cheeks were puffier than usual as he hiccuped. Taehyung would've cooed if it weren't for he fact that he had been crying for two hours straight.

"Honey, you have to tell me what's wrong."
He said softly, wiping the tears with his thumbs.

Jungkook nodded and tried to regulate his breathing.

"M-Maddie told me that s-she was pregnant,—"
Taehyung nodded as he beckoned Jungkook to continue.
"Koo, you should be happy."
Jungkook shook his head.

"I w-was. I was so h-happy, Tae. I was going to be a father. I was imagining a baby boy b-but a girl would've have been just as good." He smiled before gulping.

"She told me— that— told she— I'm s-sorry....She aborted the baby, Tae. She took away my child from me."
He burst into another plethora of tears as Taehyung's mouth fell open.

"Oh dear. I'm so sorry, Jungkook."
Taehyung pulled him into a hug, softly crying wih Jungkook who cried a river in his neck.

Taehyung hummed to him, lulling him to sleep as Jungkook's cries died down. They reduced to whimpers and hiccups until he finally went to sleep.
Taehyung glanced at the digital clock that flashed 4:16. But he hadn't felt tired.
He slowly fell asleep with Jungkook in his arms.

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Jungkook woke up to the sun in his eyes. He opened them to be welcomed with a shit ton of eye boogers. His eyes hurt as he opened them, he could feel how swollen they were. He rubbed his right eye, looking at the clock.
1:54 it read.

He sat up before looking at the other side of the bed. He frowned to see no Taehyung.

"Tae?" He called out to no response.
"T-Taehyung!" He tried once again, this time it sounded like a whimper as rapid footsteps came into the room.

"You okay, Koo?"
"Y-Yea, I thought you left."
Taehyung smiled and walked up to him.
"M right here, Koo."
He kissed him on his nose.
"Why don't you get up, freshen up and I'll serve you your lunch."
Jungkook nodded as Taehyung smiled.

Jungkook went to the bathroom and felt disgusted at his own face. He looked horrible.

He washed his face, took a well needed shower and went downstairs.

He found Taehyung by the stove, humming as he would look at an iPad from time to time, maybe for cooking directions.
He silently approached him, wrapping his arms ar—

"Fuck." Jungkook groaned in pain.
Sneaking up on Taehyung was a bad idea, considering the male had just jabbed his elbow into his ribs.
"That fucking hurt."
"Well, i-it's your fault. I d-didn't mean to hurt you."

Jungkook smiled, despite the pain in his lower chest, he was sure it was going to leave a bruise.
"It's fine, hun. Don't worry about it."
Taehyung nodded before setting the food on a plate.

"Are you—,"
"Yea. I'm okay. I can't really do anything about it."
Taehyung nodded before pulling him to the dining area. He presented the plate in front of Jungkook before sitting beside him, pulling the chair closer.

"Aren't you going to eat?"
"I— already did."
Jungkook nodded and ate the food, the eggs were slightly over cooked but he was grateful that Taehyung was kind enough to do this.

Taehyung leaned his head over the table, in between his folded arms.
"You okay?" Jungkook asked, placing a hand on his back.
Taehyung nodded as Jungkook frowned.
"Hey." Jungkook pulled him closer and immediately got worried when he saw Taehyung's shoulders shake.

"Babe, what's wrong?"
"N-nothing. I'm okay."
"You wouldn't be crying if you were."

"Tae. Answer me please."
Taehyung was stubborn, not letting his head arise from the mahogany table, muffled cries and shaking shoulders.

Jungkook sighs before lifting him up. The blonde gasped as he was thrown over he raven's shoulder who hastenly ran up the stairs. He laid Taehyung on the bed and climbed on top of him.

"What's wrong?"
Taehyung shook his head, covering his face with his hands.
Jungkook took his wrists gently before immobilizing them over his head.
"I'm not going to ask again, Taehyung." He said, body feeling weak as he saw Taehyung cry.

"Jungkookie—", voice as fragile as a kitten's. "What's wrong?"
Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook.

"I'm sorry." He cried.
"Honey, why—why are you sorry?"

"I w-want to, Koo. I really do but I c-can't."
"You're making me worried, Taehyung. What is it?"

"I can't even g-give you a choice, Kook. I—,..."

"I can't g-give you a child."
"Tae—"

"No! Y-you're going to leave me b-because I can't give you a child. You already broke down knowing that Maddie—....I can't even have that choice, J-Jungkook."
"Taehyung, I'm not going to leave you. I—"

"I'm sorry if I made you feel that way, bun. Yes, I really wanted a child and I was devastated to know that she did that. And it's not your fault. We shouldn't worry about that now, darling. I only broke down because it was like dangling a bone in front of a dog only to throw it away."

"B-but Taehyung, it's n-not your fault."
Taehyung cried.
Jungkook pulled him closer, kissing his ear as he cried.
"I'm sorry y-you didn't eat because of me."
"You're much more important than my appetite."
Taehyung nodded as they stayed in their position.

From afar, they would seem domestic, aesthetic even. But both of them were still devastated by recent events.