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TO NEW READERS: Hi, hello! As you can see, this is an epilogue. It's to my previous story, 'You Found Me in the Dark' and I recommend reading it before reading this, otherwise things won't make sense and or it will ruin the storyline for the previous part.

Thank you to those who finished YFMITD and have trailed your way over here. I appreciate your support. Supporting me is just by reading my stories!

I hope you guys enjoy this small little add-on :)

-Tae

Two years after losing Yoongi, Taehyung records a brief vlog discussing how life has been without his significant other. He speaks of his struggles and hopes for the future as if Yoongi's still there, talking face to face with him.

Later that night, Taehyung 'accidentally' discovers Namjoon's liquor cabinet and can't help but indulge. He just wants to be numb for a while. And here it is, the perfect way to achieve that without killing himself. Taehyung has never been the one to drink, even though he works at a bar. But right now it seems like his only choice. So, he continuously fills his glass with whiskey and throws it back, enjoying the way it burns as it goes down his throat. He finishes off the bottle within an hour, and he can't help but look for more. Namjoon has an array of alcohol. From shitty beer, to classy and expensive wine. Namjoon owns the bar, so that's probably where he got all of this. Even with fancy shit in front of him, Taehyung goes old school; bourbon and vodka.

Namjoon comes home after his shift, which finished at 1 am, and finds Taehyung slumped against the counter, whining to himself because he drank all the bourbon and that there's no more left.

"Taehyung? What the fuck?" Namjoon drops his things and goes to Taehyung, who is nearing unconsciousness. "Oh my god, what are you doing?"

"Dri-inking?" Taehyung hiccups, spinning the empty bottle around.

"How much did you-" but Taehyung doesn't need to answer. Namjoon walks around the counter and he sees the 3 empty bottles. "Taehyung! You drank all of this?!" Taehyung nods and giggles. "Are you trying to kill yourself?! Jesus Christ, come here." Namjoon drags Taehyung off the bar stool towards the bathroom. He never thought he'd find himself taking care of Taehyung, especially when he's drunk. They're not even friends, just co workers. "Why did I agree to let you stay," he sighs, closing the bathroom door behind them.

"What are you doing?" Taehyung mumbles. He falls to the floor and just lays there, laughing at the ceiling.

"Taehyung, get up!" Namjoon pulls him back up. "Here," he sets Taehyung in front of the toilet, which he just stares at.

"Joonie, what are-"

Namjoon moves to pull Taehyung's mouth open and he casually shoves his fingers in. He pushes them back and hits Taehyung's gag reflex. "I'm sorry, you'll get alcohol poisoning if I leave you like this," Namjoon mumbles. He yanks his hand away when Taehyung finally heaves into the toilet. Most of what he throws up is liquid, since he didn't even eat dinner before drinking.

Once he finishes, Namjoon moves in for round two. Taehyung tries to pull away when Namjoon shoves his fingers down his throat again, "Tae, stop. We need to get it out." It's disgusting, Namjoon admits that, but Taehyung will be better off after this. This much alcohol sitting in his stomach can be deadly. Even though it's already flowing through his bloodstream, getting the rest of it out will stop it from going any further.

Taehyung finally finishes dry heaving after a couple minutes and falls back, leaning against the wall. "I'm tired."

"Yeah yeah, I know," Namjoon says. He lends Taehyung a hand and pulls him up again. "Uhm, you can sleep in my bed, I guess."

"You're so nice," Taehyung whispers. Namjoon feels a bit awkward when Taehyung leans his head on his shoulder. "Thank you." He chooses to not respond. Taehyung is drunk and one wrong word could lead to something regretful. He doesn't even want to think about it.

Namjoon nudges his bedroom door open with his foot and Taehyung immediately flops onto the bed. He snuggles up, moaning awkwardly against the pillow. "Comfy," he purrs.

Namjoon shakes his head and laughs a bit, "Yeah, get some sleep." He leaves the door cracked open a bit and heads to the kitchen. He still isn't sure what Taehyung is going through or why he randomly showed up at his apartment but he plans on finding out tomorrow. Especially after this. Taehyung basically drank half of his alcohol that he had hidden away. Obviously it wasn't hidden good enough if Taehyung, who has never been here before, found it.

~

Yoongi tries to find Jungkook. He runs out after him but it's like he disappeared into thin air. So, he gives up. Yoongi walks back up to the apartment and throws himself onto the couch, sighing loudly in defeat. What in the hell is going on? It seems as if everything is falling apart right underneath him and all he can do is stand there and watch. Yoongi is so busy worrying about what just happened with Jungkook, he almost screams when he remembers Taehyung.

"Oh shit, Tae!" He lunges towards his phone which is on the ground, so he tumbles off the couch. Yoongi clicks on Taehyung's name and waits. It goes straight to voicemail. "No, no, no. Taehyung, please." Yoongi grips the phone tightly and presses it against his forehead. What did he expect? That Taehyung would pick up and ask him about his day? Tell him how much he loves him and misses him? Or that he'd actually listen to Yoongi's apology? Considering all the crime shows he watches, he should know that people don't keep their phones on when they disappear.

Especially when they don't want to be found...

Yoongi suddenly wishes he could go back in time, to the day in Seoul. Sitting outside of the pet story with an upset Taehyung and cocky Jungkook. He should have just ignored what Jungkook almost said. It's not like Taehyung stopped loving him. Even if he did cheat, Yoongi was his number one, no matter what. The most important person in his life. Taehyung wouldn't give up on him. Yet Yoongi gave up on Taehyung that day.

That night, Yoongi keeps tossing and turning. Sleep comes but so do the nightmares. He expects to wake up next to Tae but no one is there. The other side of the bed lies cold, and it hurts more now that neither Jungkook nor Taehyung are there. Yoongi needs to do something. He may have just gotten his dream job but nothing is the same when you go from being with someone to alone.

So after that restless night, Yoongi forces himself out of the house in the morning. He heads downtown to the bar Taehyung works at. He plans on waiting there, until either Taehyung or Namjoon comes in. Maybe Namjoon knows where he is? It's the only thing Yoongi can think of trying right now. Not like he can ask Jungkook where Taehyung is. That man literally disappeared. Why is everyone disappearing from Yoongi?

Weirdly enough, the sidewalks are empty near the bar so Yoongi doesn't have to worry about running into people. Just as he turns the corner to head into the bar, someone grabs Yoongi and pulls him back. A hand covers his mouth so he doesn't scream. Yoongi tries to fight to get away but he freezes immediately when he feels the gun.

"Look who it is," Jungkook purrs into his ear.

Fucking Jungkook. Of course it would be his psycho ass. And with that goddamn gun again.

"I was waiting for Taehyung but look what the cat dragged in, hmm?"

Jungkook finally moves his hand away so Yoongi can talk. "Jungkook, what the FUCK are you doing?"

"Just waiting for my beloved."

Beloved? Yoongi wants to laugh but decides not to. He doesn't want to get shot today.

"Yeah, right.." Yoongi scoffs. "What's your problem?"

"I don't have a problem. I'm just taking what's mine."

"What's yours?! Taehyung isn't yours, he never was! He doesn't want you anyways!"

Jungkook goes quiet for a moment, "I can make him change his mind."

"You don't scare me, Jeon," Yoongi spits, trying to pull himself from Jungkook's tight hold.

"I know," Jungkook laughs. "That's one thing I admire you for. You're not afraid of anything."

Well, Yoongi is afraid of spiders but...

"What are you doing on this side of town anyways?" Jungkook asks.

"Coming for Taehyung. Although I don't know where he is."

Jungkook looks at his watch, "I know he works today so he should be here...any minute now."

"What, are you stalking him?"

"You could say that," Jungkook chuckles. Yoongi wants to turn around and punch Jungkook but since he's the one with the gun, it's not smart. So he stays still.

~

Taehyung shuffles out of Namjoon's apartment, feeling like total garbage. His head is pounding and it feels like the whole world is tipped over. He knew he shouldn't have drank that much.

Namjoon told Taehyung that he has to work today, so he pulled himself out of bed and took a hot shower. He stood under the steaming water for almost an hour until Namjoon banged on the door, complaining about the water bill and what not.

Namjoon only lives two blocks from the bar, so Taehyung doesn't need to take a taxi or anything. Although he would appreciate a ride in his current condition but it's a waste of money. Taehyung concentrates on the sidewalk, trying to not let his mind wander so he can focus on not passing out or throwing up. But one thing catches his attention as he's walking. Hushed voices. Coming from the alley. The exact alley where he met Jungkook months ago. Weird.

Taehyung starts walking a bit faster. His curiosity is getting the best of him because people don't usually have normal everyday conversations in alleyways in the morning. Especially in this part of Busan. He rounds the corner into the alley and stops in his tracks when he sees them. Jungkook and Yoongi. Nice.

"Hey, you're here!" Jungkook shouts, surprising Yoongi.

Yoongi spins around and his face lights up when he sees Taehyung. "Taehyung!" But just as Yoongi moves to run towards him, Jungkook cocks back his handgun, making Yoongi stop in his tracks.

"Yoongi...I suggest you stay where you are."

"Jungkook, what the hell," Taehyung says, stepping into the mouth of the alley. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to...work things out, I guess."

"Why does 'working things out' always involve a gun with you?"

Jungkook glances down at the gun in his hand, "Gives me more authority. And gets the point across pretty fast."

"You're fucking stupid," Yoongi mutters.

"Yoongi, don't," Taehyung tells him, "not now." Although Taehyung does agree with him. Jungkook is a major dumbass but it's best not to piss him off more.

"Okay, what do you want? I'll...I'll give you anything. Time, money," Yoongi suggests quietly.

"I don't want your money," Jungkook says.

"Then what do you want?!"

"I want you to choose."

Yoongi and Taehyung go quiet. "....what?"

"Yoongi," Jungkook says, lowering the gun to his side, "I'm going to give you a choice. Don't worry, it's an easy one." Taehyung stays frozen at the end of the alley, watching Jungkook's every move. Nothing is going to happen to Yoongi under Taehyung's watch.

"Okay," Yoongi whispers. He knows that he needs to play along, otherwise things will go wrong very fast.

"Good. So, think about this, take your time, okay? Try to think about who has been here for you the past couple days. Months even. Now, think about the other person. Try to realize that someone in this relationship has been trying to bring you down."

"Don't start this again," Yoongi sighs. But his mind is screaming 'it's you, Jungkook, it's always been you trying to drag me down.'

"No, listen. Once you have that thought in your head, I also want you to think about this. Would you rather walk away with everyone okay, or would you rather have someone leave here injured?" Taehyung's breath catches in his throat and it sounds like someone is strangling him.

"What?"

"Yoongi, I want you to choose between me and Taehyung. But there's consequences with who you pick."

"You are a sick twisted fuck!" Taehyung blurts.

Jungkook just laughs, "Thank you for reminding me, Taehyung. Yoongi...if you choose me, all of us can leave here, unharmed and okay. We'll live happily together. I'll take care of you. Better than anyone ever could or has." He glares over at Taehyung. "But if you choose Taehyung...someone is going to get hurt." Jungkook brings the gun back up and points it directly at the back of Yoongi's head. "Your pick."

"Jungkook...you don't have to do this."

"But I do. Otherwise...I'll be alone. No one will love me."

"No one loves you because you do crazy shit like this!" Taehyung yells. "Maybe if you acted like a normal person for once, people wouldn't hate you!"

Yoongi stares down at the ground, thinking over everything that's been thrown at him. Between Taehyung and Jungkook...who should it be? Considering the consequences also, Yoongi is conflicted. He doesn't want anyone to get hurt but he doesn't want to be with Jungkook. Wait, why does he even have to think about this?

"Taehyung," Yoongi says, turning towards him, "I love you...so much." Jungkook freezes, still gripping the gun. "I know we never meant for this to happen, and I'm sorry for making such a stupid proposition. I was just...so angry and upset. But it wasn't my intention to hurt you...or Jungkook. I think everything just happened too quick for anyone to grasp." Jungkook sighs from behind them, obviously getting irritated with Yoongi's act of stalling. "And I'm sorry for doing this to you. Forgive me. I love you, don't forget that." Yoongi turns towards Jungkook and takes a step forward. Jungkook smiles and lowers the gun to his side. "Jungkook," Yoongi says, smiling softly, "I..."

"You choose me, yeah?"

Yoongi stays quiet for a second but finally speaks up.

"No."

Yoongi does this to distract Jungkook so he can quickly run to Taehyung. Obviously he isn't going to choose Jungkook. Yoongi takes a couple steps towards Taehyung, smiling widely and it feels like the world actually has meaning again. Like everything that fell apart is coming back into place.

Then it happens. Way too fast for Taehyung to comprehend. He stands there, mouth agape, afraid to move. His ears are ringing and he swears he can feel the vibration from it. The gunshot. It echos against the alley walls, leaving all three of them deafened. But that's not the issue right now.

The issue is Yoongi.

At first, there's no reaction. From anyone. Not immediate anyways. Yoongi slowly glances down at the front of his shirt, which is blossoming with red. He puts his shaking hands over the wound, covering his fingers in blood. Then he collapses onto his knees. Taehyung starts to panic and dives towards Yoongi's collapsing body, grabbing him before he fully falls to the ground. He wraps his hands around him. Yoongi looks shocked but he relaxes when he locks eyes with Taehyung's. The warmth of Yoongi's blood spills onto his hands and he chokes back a sob.

"Yoongi, oh my god," he cries.

Yoongi weakly raises his hand up to Taehyung's face and shushes him. The blood on his hand smears against Taehyung's cheek, but he doesn't care. He wants it to stop. The blood. The world. Everything. It needs to stop.

"Baby, it's okay," he says, giving Taehyung a smile. "D-don’t think, just listen to me, okay?" Taehyung nods sadly. The color from Yoongi's face is diminishing quickly but he holds on, just for Taehyung. "Tae...I love you. More than anything. You know that...right?"

"Yes, yes, of course. I-I love you, too," he sputters.

"Good," Yoongi's hand falls to his side. He's too weak to hold it up. "Never forget that. You've made me...so happy. Happier than ever. I'm...beyond thankful that I had you in my life."

"Had? No, no, not had. Yoongi, you're going to be okay," Taehyung says frantically, "don't say that, you're okay, you're okay."

Yoongi shakes his head, "Tae, listen to me. I'm not okay..." he looks down at the blood that continues to pour from the bullet wound in his abdomen, "You know, I know you've wanted to be a singer. Your biggest dream. Do it. Go for it. You were a born singer. You'll make it."

"Yoongi, no!"

Yoongi smiles weakly and Taehyung can see traces of blood in his mouth. Shit...he's running out of time. "Follow your dreams...just like I did. I couldn't have done it without your love and support...especially your love."

"Yoongi, no, I can't do this without you," Taehyung cries.

Yoongi's breathing starts to slow, "Dream big, baby boy...I love you."

His eyes start to roll back and Taehyung shakes him, as if he's only shaking him back awake. "Yoongi...Yoongi, hey, no. No, no no!" He puts his head to Yoongi's chest and listens, just as he lets out his final breath. "Yoongi!!" Taehyung shouts. "God please, not him. Why him? No, no, no, Yoongi, you're okay. Hey, wake up, you're okay." Taehyung knows he's not okay. Far from it. Yoongi's gone...but Taehyung doesn't want to believe it.

Jungkook is still standing there, although he dropped the gun a little bit ago. He looks...frightened.

"Why?!" Taehyung cries to Jungkook. But he doesn't say anything. Just stares. "Why did you do this?! Why him? Why why why."

Taehyung hears the sirens behind him growing louder but he won't let go of Yoongi. He's sobbing into the front of his shirt. Even when the paramedics ask him to let go so they can tend to Yoongi, he screams. "No! No! He's fine! Go back, he's just...sleeping." They finally back away and leave Taehyung to mourn. They see this all the time. The denial. When people can't accept that their loved one is gone. It's just human nature. But it's sad. Heartbreaking. It's one of the saddest parts of a paramedic's job. When they can't make it in time, and the victim is already gone. They have to stand by and watch as someone clings to them, screaming and crying, denying that they're gone. The hardest part is getting them away from the body.

Taehyung barely notices Jungkook being taken away by police officers or Namjoon pulling him away from Yoongi.

"Tae, come on," Namjoon begs, pulling him up from the ground. The medics quickly move to grab Yoongi and put him on a stretcher. Taehyung finally stops crying. The medics wash the blood off his hands and face before giving him a "comfort blanket". It's not comforting at all. It just makes it feel like the world is collapsing down even harder onto his shoulders. He just sits there, staring at his shoes, which are also dotted with blood. He hears the ambulance drive away but he doesn't dare look up. Namjoon stays beside him the whole time. The cops try to ask him questions to see what happened, but he doesn't talk. He can't. Now that Yoongi is gone, Taehyung is gone, too. Never once did he want to see a world without Yoongi. Yet here he is, still breathing, even when Yoongi isn't. And now that he has, it's like everything turned black and white. The color in life ran out. Without Yoongi, Taehyung feels no purpose. He feels himself slip from reality. He's lost. Wandering in this dark and obscure world.

Namjoon tries to make him feel better through it all. Although nothing is helping. So, he leaves Taehyung alone for a while, letting him lay awake in the darkest time of night, staring at the wall. And he still doesn't cry. He doesn't do anything. Doesn't eat, rarely sleeps, and would barely even get up to shower. It's like Taehyung's will to live was taken away when Yoongi was taken from his life.

The first time Taehyung breaks his silence is when Namjoon suggests he go visit Jungkook. Two weeks after Yoongi's death.

"Just do it. I think you have some things you need to say to him."

So, Namjoon drives Taehyung to the county prison. Jungkook isn't under high security. Which means Taehyung and Jungkook sit in a room by themselves, with an officer outside the door, instead of having one stand in the room with them. Jungkook is handcuffed and for once, he looks small.

"Taehyung...I'm so sorry," Jungkook starts. "I...I didn't mean to hurt him. I wasn't actually planning to pull the trigger."

"I know," Taehyung says.

"...you do?"

He didn't know. How do you accidentally pull the trigger on someone you supposedly loved? That makes no sense, whatsoever. But Taehyung doesn't want to think about it. Even if it isn't what Jungkook deserves, he wants to work this out. Somehow, at some point, he'll need to get over this loss. No better time than the present.

"Mhm. No one has ever wanted to hurt Yoongi. Not intentionally. That's what makes it's more sad, though. He didn't deserve what he got...he was so young and had so much to accomplish."

"I'm so sorry."

"Stop apologizing. Sorry doesn't fix this...sorry doesn't bring my boyfriend back!" Taehyung slams his fist down onto the table.

Jungkook just stares at his hands. Taehyung lets a tear fall. It's been since the day he lost Yoongi that he let himself cry. Two weeks ago. Yoongi's been gone for two weeks.

"I miss him, Jungkook," he sobs. Jungkook stays quiet, not sure what to say. "It hurts so much. Everything is so painful without him."

"I wish I could trade places with him," Jungkook finally says, and it catches Taehyung off guard. "He didn't deserve to die. I do." Taehyung doesn't agree or disagree. In a way, he feels bad for Jungkook. Maybe if Jungkook's parents loved him, this wouldn't have happened.

"I'd do anything to bring him back. I'd trade his life for mine," Taehyung tells him, sighing loudly.

When he leaves the prison 15 minutes later, he feels some weight fall off his chest. But the pain in his heart still weighs down like a brick.

For days on end, Taehyung lays in bed, praying to an imaginary god that they take him instead. Bring back Yoongi. Yoongi finally got signed. He was going to go places...become famous. He was going to live out his dreams but now, he can't. Taehyung is more angry about that than anything. Yoongi had so much potential. This isn't fair. None of this is fair.

I GOT MY P1 TICKETS THE OTHER DAY AND I COULDN’T BE HAPPIER WOW I CRIED SO HARD

Taehyung wakes up on the cold hard floor. Wait, the floor? He slowly opens his eyes to find himself next to the couch, sprawled out. Without a pillow or blanket. And to be completely honest, he didn't remember going to sleep last night. He just remembered...plotting. Brainstorming. Coming up with ideas on how to get Yoongi back from Jungkook's magnetic hold. That's when Taehyung notices the papers scattered on the floor and Jungkook standing there, trying to read them. He panics and scrambles towards the papers, trying to scoop them into his arms as quick as possible.

"Long night?" Jungkook inquires, cocking his head to the side.

Taehyung shrugs, pulling the papers towards his chest which crinkle loudly, "I guess you could say that."

"Are you planning kill me or something?" Jungkook chuckles, trying to read what all the chicken scratch is.

Taehyung chokes on his spit, "I-what?" He starts laughing frantically, "You're funny, Jungkook."

Jungkook stands there, now giving Taehyung a slightly worried look, "I...was only joking but now I'm not so sure? You're acting kind of weird."

"No, I was looking at...statistics."

"Since when do you look at statistics?" Yoongi asks as he walks out from the bedroom, fixing the cuff on his shirt.

Jungkook turns and smiles, "Morning, sleepy head."

Yoongi throws him a half hearted smile but it disappears quickly. Is he okay?

"Are you going somewhere?" Taehyung asks, looking Yoongi up and down. He's wearing a white dress shirt and black slacks. Taehyung hasn't seen him dress this nice since a bachelor party they had to go to, which was almost 2 years ago.

"We're going to the recording studio downtown," Yoongi tells him.

"We?"

"Me and Yoongi," Jungkook says, smiling softly.

Taehyung wants to wipe that smile right off Jungkook's pretty face, but he takes a deep breath and calms himself instead.

"So...you're actually going to show them your music?" Taehyung asks, smiling over at Yoongi. Once again, trying to hide the hurt that's written all over his face. Not to mention, the fact that he's making this huge step in his life and didn't invite Taehyung along. Just Jungkook. Why is he surprised by this? He already suspected that they'd both forget about him but I guess this situation is just...different. Bigger and more important, especially to Yoongi.

He nods, "Yeah...I think I'm finally ready. I couldn't have done it without your help."

"You're wel-" (Taehyung)

"I'm glad I-" (Jungkook)

Silence.

Why does this keep happening?

Yoongi looks between the both of them and frowns a bit, "I uh...I was talking to Jungkook."

Pain. That wonderful feeling that puts you in agony. Taehyung can feel his heart shatter, even though this is a small thing. Actually, no it's not small. It may seem small but it's huge to Taehyung. Why? Because music is Yoongi's passion. Taehyung has supported him through everything. Since day one, it was him who picked Yoongi up from the bathroom floor after his drunken stupor. It was Taehyung who wiped away Yoongi's tears. It was Taehyung who cussed out the producer who said Yoongi would never make it, no matter how hard he tried. It was Taehyung who begged Yoongi to show him his music but accepted the fact that Yoongi didn't want to and lived with it. It was fucking Taehyung who told Yoongi he was good enough when he stood on the brink of suicide because he thought he wasn't good enough and never would be. But never once did Yoongi listen to Taehyung's pursuits in getting him to try again. He's worked on his skills and has gotten better. So after everything they've been through...Yoongi chose Jungkook. He chose Jungkook to be the one who makes him feel like he's enough. He chose Jungkook to be the one to show his music to and give in to his ideas of trying again. Going for his dream. Taehyung wants to be that. Last time he checked, he was Yoongi's everything. Now...what is he now? A waste of space? A nuisance? But now isn't the time for Taehyung to pity himself. If he wants this, he'll just have to push through and prove to Yoongi that he's enough. He needs to be strong, otherwise he'll just look pathetic to Yoongi. He's proud of Yoongi, despite his decision, and he knows he can do it.  

So, Taehyung holds back and paints on a smile, "Wow, great!"

Yoongi seems surprised that Taehyung is so calm about this, so he can't help but smile.

"We have to leave soon, hun," Jungkook says.

"Oh, yeah, you're right," Yoongi says, turning to grab his shoes which are placed by the front door.

Jungkook looks back at Taehyung. "Thank you."

"Huh?"

"For...letting me have this." Jungkook gives Taehyung a sincere smile and it...kind of worries him. Scares him, almost.

"What do you m-"

"Okay, let's go." Yoongi strides over and grabs Jungkook's arm, "We'll be back later."

"Don't wait up," Jungkook says.

"Yeah, I won't..." Taehyung mumbles as he watches them disappear out the door. He was angry last night but now he's just...hurt. Confused. Lost. He's not sure what to do because he feels unwanted and pathetic. "Yoongi will be better off without me."

After a couple minutes of staring at the wall, thinking over his choices and what he should do because he still loves Yoongi, Taehyung finds the courage to pick himself up off the floor. He grabs all the papers that he'd written last night and throws them in the trash. He doesn't need them anymore. Jungkook isn't his problem now; he's Yoongi's. Taehyung just hopes that Jungkook will treat Yoongi right. Obviously treat him better than Taehyung ever could. If Yoongi was so quick to choose Jungkook to lead him into the biggest decision of his life, then Taehyung wasn't good enough. And it hurt to realize that because he thought he was a good boyfriend. I guess you really don't see the pain you may have caused until it's staring right back at you.

Taehyung grabs a duffle bag from the closet and starts to shove a bunch of clothes in. He needs to leave for a couple days. Or should he leave forever? Nah, a couple days is good. Take the time to think at least. He also wants to, passive aggressively, show Yoongi that this can't go on any longer. It isn't a polyamorous relationship anymore, like Yoongi suggested. It's two-sided now, and sadly, Taehyung is playing monkey in the middle. Trying to get love and affection from either one of them, but he gets neglected. This isn't what he wants but is it what he deserves?

Taehyung isn't going to leave without a trace, even though he kind of wants to. He isn't going to be childish about this. So, he leaves something for Yoongi before heading out.

A half an hour later, Taehyung is knocking on Namjoon's door. It's almost time for his shift so he isn't surprised to find him freshly showered.

"Taehyung?"

"Let me in."

"Whoa, hold on. What's going on?" Namjoon asks, running his fingers through his wet blonde hair.

"I just...it's a long story," Taehyung tells him, staring down at his feet.

Namjoon sighs, "Fine, come in." He steps away from the doorway and beckons Taehyung in.

When the door closes behind them, Namjoon continues to get ready so Taehyung takes a seat on the brown couch, which is surprisingly soft.

"Why don't you work today?" Namjoon shouts, from the bathroom down the hall.

"Uh, I don't know? Just didn't get scheduled." Namjoon scoffs but the conversation ends there. Suddenly, Taehyung hears a soft meow from behind the couch. "Kitty!" He whispers. He gets down on his hands and knees to look behind the couch, "Oh my god, Namjoon, you have a cat?!"

"Uhh...no?"

Taehyung freezes and stares at the green eyes that are looking back at him. Why does he suddenly want to scream? It's just a cat.

"Then...why is there a cat behind your couch?"

"What?!" Namjoon shouts, running out of the bathroom towards Taehyung. The random cat gets startled and runs out from behind the couch, right towards Namjoon, which causes Taehyung to fall backwards onto his ass. "Oh shit!" Namjoon screeches and out of fear, he punts the cat right into the wall. A loud meow erupts from it and it starts hissing nonstop.

"NAMJOON!" Taehyung yells, crawling towards the cat.

"Oh my god, I didn't mean to do that," he says quietly, backing away.

"Okay!? But you did!! Oh my god, kitty are you okay?" Taehyung cradles the cat in his arms.

Namjoon just shakes his head, "I have to leave. I guess I'll see you later."

Taehyung whips towards him, frowning, "What about the cat!?"

"What do you want me to do? It isn't even mine. I think it's my neighbors."

"I-I don't know, put it back!!" Taehyung shouts, nudging the cat towards Namjoon.

Namjoon sighs loudly and walks over to the cat. "Hey little guy," he says, awkwardly picking it up. It hisses and Namjoon almost drops it. "Shit, get me some oven mitts."

"What, why?" Even though Taehyung asks why, he goes and finds oven mitts in the kitchen, throwing them at Namjoon.

Namjoon slips them on his hands and holds the cat in his hands, keeping it as far from his face as possible. The cat is still hissing periodically but Namjoon quickly carries it out the door and over to his neighbor's house. He doesn't really want to knock on the door, so he awkwardly sets the somewhat injured cat on the doorstep and runs away. Taehyung is watching out the window when Namjoon comes back.

"Why did you just set it there?"

"I wasn't going to knock on the door and just...give it to her."

"Can't handle the guilt?"

Namjoon shakes his head, "I'm going to work. Don't let anymore stray cats into my apartment."

"Gotcha."

When Namjoon closes the door, Taehyung starts laughing. That poor cat, but Tae has been here for 10 minutes and he's already causing problems. No wonder why Yoongi doesn't want him.

~Later that day~

Yoongi leaves the producers studio bursting with happiness. "He liked it! Holy shit!"

"I told you that you could do it!" Jungkook says, grabbing Yoongi's hand and squeezing it.

"Yeah...thank you." Yoongi can picture Taehyung's sad face back when he admitted that Jungkook and him were going to the studio. Without him. Even though Taehyung was the one who kept telling Yoongi to do this. To try again and follow his dreams.

Jungkook tilts his head, "Is everything okay?"

"Huh? Yeah, why wouldn't it be? I'm gonna do something with my life...finally! I can't wait to tell Taehyung," Yoongi says.

Jungkook stops, "But...wasn't he dragging you down, Yoongi?"

Yoongi stops too and turns towards Jungkook, "...what?"

"Wasn't he stopping you from living your life? That's why it took this long for you to get back here."

Yoongi thinks back to the times he failed to get signed. Taehyung was there for him, comforting him but...he never stopped him? He was always the one telling him to follow his dreams and not give up.

"What are you talking about? Tae has...always been there for me."

Jungkook sighs, "Yeah, but did he just pretend to care? Like, if you got a job, that meant you would go out, meet new people, and possibly fall in love with someone else," Jungkook says. "People like that are..toxic. They're happy you can't proceed because they want to keep you where you are...to have you all for themselves."

Yoongi doesn't respond, mostly because he doesn't know what to say. Taehyung isn't the kind of person to do that...is he?

"See, I wouldn't do that to you, Yoongi. I'm here for you, right now. And where's Taehyung? At home, unaware of your accomplishment."

"That's because I haven't told him yet," Yoongi mutters, trying to sound as cocky as possible.

Jungkook laughs sheepishly, "Listen to yourself, standing up for him." He shakes his head, "It's sort of pathetic."

Yoongi's head shoots up, "Who, me?"

"You and Tae's relationship is pathetic, yes."

"What are you even talking about? You're part of this too."

"Not really. Haven't you noticed Taehyung withdrawing from it all?"

Yoongi, once again, thinks back to recent events and just like Jungkook said, Taehyung hasn't exactly been 'active'. He keeps to himself. Stays out of the way, like he's trying not to bother them.

"Oh god," Yoongi whispers, "What if he's in love with someone else?" Yoongi feels kind of stupid for going to this automatically but...what if he is? He's never thought about Taehyung falling in love with someone else and now that he does, Yoongi starts to panic.

Jungkook smirks internally. "Oh, honey, no." He moves to hug Yoongi. Yoongi lets Jungkook embrace him but he doesn't move to return it. There's something...off about Jungkook's attitude right now. "Don't let Tae pull you down, okay?" Jungkook says.

"I'm so...confused."

"I know, but I'm here for you."

Yoongi sighs, "Whatever. Lets just go ho-...back to the apartment." He isn't sure if he wants to call it home with Jungkook right now.

When they reach the apartment, they find the door locked. "Why is it locked?"

"I was wondering the same thing," Yoongi mumbles.

Jungkook pulls out his keys and swiftly unlocks the door, "Taehyung?"

No response.

"Did he work today?"

Yoongi shrugs, "I'm not sure. Maybe?"

"Would have been nice of him to tell us," Jungkook mutters, setting his keys on the counter. Yoongi doesn't respond. The house feels more empty than just someone not being here.

"Ooh, did he leave a love note?" Jungkook stands at the table in the kitchen next to a note. Next to it is a key. A key to the apartment. Yoongi practically pushes Jungkook out of the way and snatches the note off the table. His heart drops when he sees the key.

"Fuck..."

"What’s wrong?" Jungkook asks, trying to read the letter over his shoulder.

Yoongi spins around, "Back. Off." Jungkook's face twists up in surprise and hurt, but he steps back, giving Yoongi space.

'Yoongi, you know I never want to hurt you. Or leave you for that matter, but right now...you're not giving me much of a choice. I'm not sure if it's you or Jungkook, but I'm getting left out. Of everything. What happened to your proposition?'

"Nothing happened!" Yoongi is gripping the paper so hard he's almost crumpling it.

'Everything has fallen apart...at least for me. I'm sorry I'm doing this. Remember a while ago...when you said you'd fight for me whenever, no matter what? What about that, Yoongi? What about us? I blame myself for most of this. I got us into the mess...especially with Jungkook. I can't take it back or fix it. The best I can do right now is leave. You seem...happier with Jungkook. More at ease. I like seeing you that way. Relaxed and happy.'

"But I'm not happy...not without you."

"What's going on?" Jungkook questions from across the room. He doesn't dare come any closer to Yoongi.

'So...Yoongs, my Yoongi, never forget that I love you and cherish you, so much. Also, congrats on getting signed...I knew you could do it.'

Yoongi places a hand over his mouth, trying to stop himself from making...any noise whatsoever. He..knew? He believed Yoongi could do it. He was confident that Yoongi would get it and wasn't afraid to write it on this note. God...Taehyung is too good for this world.

'Enjoy it. You'll do so good. -Love, Tae'

"Fuck," Yoongi chokes. He can feel tears building behind his eyes but he won't let himself cry. Not in front of Jungkook.

Oh, yeah, Jungkook...

"You fucking bastard!" Yoongi spits, pointing his finger at Jungkook. He's eating an apple, so a chewed part of it falls out of his mouth when he gapes at Yoongi. "You...you had this planned all along, didn't you?"

Jungkook swallows, "Uhm...what are you talking about?" Yoongi catches sight of Jungkook's phone on the counter, so he grabs it and hurls it at the wall right next to his head. "What the fuck?! My phone!"

"You're a lying asshole, you know that?" Jungkook glances up and tries to look innocent. "No, don't look at me like that."

"Yoongi, don't do this," he cries softly, almost reaching out towards Yoongi.

"Don't do what, hmm? If you really did this to Tae...god, you're disgusting."

"I just....wanted someone to actually love me for once," Jungkook breaks, sliding down the wall.

"...what? That's not how you get love, Jungkook! You don't manipulate someone for your own benefit. Didn't your parents teach you how to love?"

"No. My parents never even loved me. That's why I'm so clueless and I just wanted someone to show me what it's like...how to do it. How it feels."

Yoongi shakes his head, "Don't try to drag me into your pity party, this has gone on long enough."

"That's not what I'm doing."

"Then what are you doing?"

"Trying to get you to understand me! I've...never grown so close to someone like I have to you, Yoongi." Yoongi finds himself staying quiet, waiting for Jungkook to continue. "In the past 2 months, you've showed me how to love. When I first saw you, I knew there was something special about you. So, I used Tae to get to you."

Yoongi shakes his head, "No way."

"Yoongi, I'm not lying. I know, it was a fucked up and selfish thing to do but he was my only connection to you! I just had to have you. And I got even more selfish during this relationship. I wanted you all to myself."

"So, you've been trying to put the blame on Taehyung?" Yoongi asks, crossing his arms.

Jungkook nods, "Kind of...yeah."

"Jungkook...baby."

Jungkook quickly glances up to meet Yoongi's eyes.

"You're a sick twisted fuck. I want you out. Now."

Jungkook flinches at Yoongi's change of voice. "Yoongi, no-"

"Now!"

Jungkook pushes himself off the floor and gathers his broken phone in his hands. He goes to grab the keys but Yoongi stops him.

"Leave it."

"But...Yoongi why?"

"You're not welcome here anymore."

Jungkook backs out slowly and Yoongi catches a tear rolling down his face before the door closes. Is he actually crying? Yoongi hears a soft thud and mumbling.

"Jungkook, go," he says through the door.

"I never meant to hurt you guys," he sobs. Jungkook takes a deep breath, "I'm so sorry, Yoongi. I just...I love you." Yoongi feels his heart wrench but he stops himself from caring. Or at least tries to. But...Jungkook just said he loves him? Is he serious?

Yoongi scrambles to throw the door open, "Jungkook wa-"

But it's too late.

He's already gone.

Ahhhh, I bet you're wondering what happens next? THIS LOVE TRIANGLE IS FALLING APART.

Like always, thank you for sticking with me on this!!

We're nearing the end. (Well, the next chapter is the last, lol ;-;)

So, this is kind of a short story, so we're nearing the end. But the sequel for it is going to be longer, I promise. So stick with me! :)

For those who come across my blog and want something to read, I need your opinion. 

I write both ways. With ships from BTS or with a reader point of view. 

Out of curiosity, which do you guys like better? I know that the ships from bts can sometimes get cringey and people are like ‘just stop’ but I do like writing with them. 

Your thoughts?

Taehyung leaves the bathroom looking flustered and his red cheeks scream to everyone that something just happened. Embarrassing or not, Taehyung is conflicted by what Yoongi proposed. A polyamorous relationship? With the guy that he cheated with?

“What the fuck,” Taehyung mutters as he walks back behind the bar.

“What's going on?” Namjoon asks as he cleans the beer taps and counters even though they don't need to be cleaned.

Taehyung just shakes his head, “Nothing.”

Namjoon doesn't push for a truthful answer from Taehyung because in all honesty, he doesn't care. They're not friends, just coworkers. Friends at work, strangers anywhere else.

“Do you guys have soda?”

“This is a bar, dude, McDonalds is right now the road,” Taehyung answers, not even turning to look at who’s talking.

“Taehyung, I'm not going to fucking McDonalds.”

Taehyung whips around and there he is, standing there with a smirk on his face.

“ Jungkook.”

“Hey! You remember me.”

“It's been a day, asshole. Plus, why are you here? Did you not hear a thing I said? I told you to leave me alone and don't come find me. But here you are.”

Jungkook rolls his eyes, “Okay and you think I would do what you told me to do?” Taehyung thinks about this for a second and realizes that he’s right. Why would Jungkook listen to him? He's the dominant boss. “Oh, also, next time we do it, can it be less forced? Honestly, my ass still hurts.”

It's been ONE DAY, Jungkook.

“There is no ‘next time’,” Taehyung spits and moves to refill someone's drink.

“Well, isn't Yoongi kicking you out? I have a spare bedroom in my place.”

Taehyung groans loudly and brings his hands to his head, “Jungkook. Leave. Me. Alone. ”

“Awh, c’mon, don't act like that.”

“Taehyung!! Table 6 needs these drinks.” Namjoon sets down a tray full of drinks filled to the brim, bubbling over from the ice. He grabs the tray and moves out from behind the counter, heading towards the table.

Jungkook follows behind him, “Taehyung, can we talk about this?”

“No.”

“Please?”

“No.”

“Taehyung.”

“Jungkook, I swear to god-” Someone sticks their leg out right where Taehyung is walking. The drinks go down first, the cold and strong smelling alcohol landing all over Taehyung. Then he goes down, falling on top of the glasses and ice. It feels as if all of that happened in slow motion, but when people in the bar start cheering and laughing, time comes back and hits Taehyung in the face, harder than the ground did.

“Oh god, are you okay?” Jungkook crouches down in front of him and looks at him with genuine worry.

Taehyung gives him a weak thumbs up, “Great.”

“Here,” Jungkook puts out his hand and Taehyung takes it, pulling himself up from the wet floor.

“What about our drinks?” The patrons at the table ask.

“I'll get you new ones, I’m so sorry.”

Namjoon stands behind the counter, shaking his head at Taehyung. He wants to flip him the bird but is Namjoon’s appreciation worth losing his job over? Nope.

Taehyung grabs a bunch of paper towels from the bathroom and tries to soak up the alcohol from his shirt but the fabric has already taken care of that. Jungkook watches at the door with his arms crossed over his chest.

“So, how is things between you and Yoongi?”

Why does he care? It's not like he was apologizing to Taehyung for being a cocky prick that day in Seoul.

“We talked it out,” Taehyung says, still rubbing at his shirt even though it's making no difference, “and things are okay...I guess.”

“You guess?”

Taehyung shrugs, “I don't even know! He gave me a...really crazy proposition.”

“Maybe I can help?”

“I’m sorry?”

“I do owe you. I destroyed your relationship.”

Ah, so now he feels bad? Little too late for that anyways. But Taehyung can use this to his advantage.

Taehyung stops trying to clean his shirt and throws the wet towel into the trash. "Not just you. This wasn't a one sided mistake."

"Mistake? So...you think this was a mistake?" Jungkook asks, looking a bit hurt.

Taehyung puts his hand up, "Don't even start. I'm not in the mood."

"Okay, okay." Jungkook pauses, "So, what was his proposition?"

"Do you really want to hear it?" Taehyung asks. He doesn't exactly want to scare Jungkook away. Although he probably couldn't do that, even if he tried.

"Please."

"I want to fuck the both of you." Yoongi speaks before Taehyung even sees him behind Jungkook. Jungkook jumps and screeches like a girl. Taehyung would have laughed at that but he's too busy now trying to figure out how Yoongi just appeared out of nowhere.

"I thought you left?" 

"The cab driver hit a car outside so...now I have to wait for him to deal with the cops and shit."

"No, you fucking teleported! I would have heard you if you walked up behind me!"

Yoongi narrows his eyes at Jungkook's weird accusation, "If I could teleport, I would have went home, not here with you two." He says that like Taehyung and Jungkook are dumb and dumber. They probably are to him.

"That's kind of salty," Jungkook says as he smoothes out his jeans.

"Salty?"

"It's a saying," Taehyung tells him.

Wait, why isn't Jungkook questioning what Yoongi said? Did he even hear him or...?

"Anyways, I'll do it."

"WHAT?" Taehyung yells.

"What? Sounds like fun to me," Jungkook answers honestly.

A drunk customers stumbles towards them, "This taken?"

"Ocupado, dumbass," Jungkook tells him pushing him away. He yanks Yoongi into the bathroom with them and locks the door.

"Oh my god," Taehyung mumbles, "Can we stop having conversations in the bathroom?"

"Let us reminisce about how we did this in school."

"We're not teenage girls, Jungkook."

"Girls? What, you guys never gossiped with the guys at the urinal. Like 'hey, your dick is huge!'"

Yoongi laughs but starts choking on his spit while Taehyung stands there, looking a bit disgusted, "Wha- no! What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Seriously? You never did that?" Both Yoongi and Taehyung shake their heads. "Well fuck, now I feel weird."

"You should," Yoongi says, taking a deep breath after his bout of laughter.

"Okay, whatever," Jungkook sighs, looking down to hide his red face.

"We could go to our apartment and talk it over," Yoongi suggests.

"Did you forget I still have to work?"

Jungkook and Yoongi look at each other, "Okay, I guess we'll see you later, then."

"Wait, what-" but Jungkook and Yoongi are already leaving Taehyung to stand in the bathroom. The guy from before is still standing outside.

"Can I g-"

"Go," Taehyung says as he quickly walks past the man. Jungkook and Yoongi are climbing into a taxi when he gets to the door.

"Where are they off to?" Namjoon asks.

Taehyung stares at the taxi as it drives away, "My apartment to do god knows what."

"Sheesh. Love is complicated."

Taehyung rolls his eyes and nods before turning towards Namjoon, "Back to work, I guess."

"Yay, moneyyy," Namjoon cheers sarcastically.

~

When Taehyung is finally done serving all of the remaining customers, Namjoon lets him leave. He'd handle the closing and clean up. Taehyung could walk home or take a taxi. Obviously he'd choose the taxi. He wanted to get home as soon as possible because he has NO CLUE what Yoongi and Jungkook are doing. So Taehyung tells the taxi driver to be as quick as possible.

"You want me to get pulled over?" The driver asks.

Yes, that is definitely what he wants.

Taehyung sighs, "No. Just...try your best not to." The 15 minute drive wasn't terrible but it could have been better. Maybe 8 minutes.

Taehyung gets in the elevator and takes it up to his floor, heading towards his apartment. "Hey I'm-" but he stops and his jaw practically drops to the floor. "What. The. Fuck." Yoongi and Jungkook are on the couch...making out. Taehyung knows he deserves this but god, it hurts. But then he remembers Yoongi's proposition. If this is how it's going to be...how can he survive? He loves Yoongi. Too much to let him be with another guy. Taehyung mentally smacks himself for being a hypocrite. This just...isn't right. This won't work.

Jungkook quickly pulls away from Yoongi and wipes his mouth, "Oh, hey."

"Yeah...hey."

Yoongi doesn't look like he cares that Taehyung just walked in on this. He just adjusts himself on the couch and looks at Taehyung. "Welcome home. How was work?"

"What is going on?" Taehyung asks, ignoring Yoongi's question. It's not like he actually cares. Taehyung is trying his hardest not to start yelling.

"You know, if we're going to be doing this, this is something you need to get used to."

Taehyung closes the door and walks towards them. "I don't know how I'll be able to do this. It hurts to see you with...him," Taehyung says.

"Exactly. That's how I felt."

"But you didn't actually watch us do it! This is wayyyy different, Yoongi," Taehyung points out. Yoongi stays quiet and glances towards Jungkook, giving him...a look. What's that for? OH MY GOD, THIS IS HELL ALREADY.

"How is this going to work?"

"Sit down," Jungkook says, patting the spot next to him on the couch.

Taehyung hesitates before sitting down. He gazes over at Yoongi, whose lips are red and swollen from however long of a makeout session he had with Jungkook. "So..."

"It's going to work something like...this," Yoongi starts. "Obviously, we are all going to be together. Doing everything and anything. I know it may seem crazy and foreign to you but...threesomes are pleasing and fun."

"Threesomes???! whAT?"

Jungkook scoffs, "Tae, you can't forget about the sex."

"Sex isn't important in a relationship! If you think that, that's just...sad."

Jungkook shrugs and let's Yoongi continue. "Tae, please. I hope you know...I don't want to lose you. That's why I decided this. I don't want to hurt you, or well, either of you. I just hope we can all be comfortable with this and make it work, for the sake of us." Yoongi points between him and Taehyung.

Taehyung sighs, "So you really are serious about this, huh?"

"When it comes to us, Taehyung, I'm sure about anything."

"Awh," Jungkook coos, "How cute."

"Your sarcasm makes me not want to agree to this," Taehyung tells him, rolling his eyes.

"I thought you guys liked each other?"

"No-"

"Yes-"

Yoongi stares at them, "When will you get your answers straight? You contradict each other constantly."

"Never-"

"Soon-"

Yoongi glares at the both of them but they all start laughing.

Once they all catch their breath, Jungkook sighs and leans back, "So, anyone wanna try this now?"

"What?" Taehyung asks.

"Us. Together. In bed."

"Count me in," Yoongi purrs, standing up from the couch.

"If it's to sleep, I'm all for it," Taehyung says, rubbing his tired eyes. Working at the bar with all those drunk customers is as exhausting as babysitting a child.

"Uh, no?" Jungkook leans forward and kisses Taehyung. "Get the hint now?" He asks, his hand trailing up into Taehyung's hair.

Taehyung can't help but fall into this, fighting to meet Jungkook's lips again.

"Cmon love birds, let's do this," Yoongi interrupts, clapping his hands together.

Jungkook smirks at Taehyung as he stands up, pulling Tae along with him. Yoongi leads them to the bedroom and quickly closes the door. Jungkook immediately starts taking his shirt off and Yoongi is staring at him with wide eyes. Oh yeah, that picture perfect body of his.

"Fuck," Yoongi mutters.

"Calm down, baby, you haven't even seen the best part," Jungkook tells him, unbuttoning his jeans. Taehyung chokes at this remark.

"I bet," Yoongi says, smirking at Jungkook.

"Oh-kay, let's calm down with the cockiness."

"Hehe, cock," Jungkook laughs and Taehyung glares at him. He can be so childish sometimes. "Sorry, sorry. So...are you guys gonna get undressed?" Jungkook asks.

Yoongi and Taehyung glance at each other, "Oh...we kind of have a ritual?"

"A ritual? What, are you gonna light candles and start singing tribal songs or something? Sacrifice me and summon satan? I hope I didn't get myself into some weird witchcraft shit."

"Fuck off," Taehyung laughs.

Jungkook stands there, waiting for something to happen, "I'll just...lay down. You guys do...whatever."

While Jungkook gets comfortable on the bed, Yoongi moves towards Taehyung and pushes him up against the wall. Taehyung holds onto Yoongi's hips as he kisses Tae deeply. Soft moans leave Taehyung's mouth when Yoongi kisses down his neck. It's obvious that Jungkook is watching, just because you can hear him mumbling 'jesus christ' and 'damn' because of how they do things. Taehyung pulls off his shirt, giving more skin for Yoongi to trail kisses on and his fingers hook under the waist of Yoongi's pants. He pulls Yoongi closer, ready to start begging for more contact. Taehyung inhales deeply when Yoongi bites down on his skin. The air between the both of them is hot and it will get more hot. Yoongi pulls away just to take off his shirt and continues to kiss Tae.

"How long does this go on?" Jungkook asks.

"Shut up," Taehyung says. He runs his hands up Yoongi's sides to cup his face.

"Take his pants off already!"

Taehyung pulls away from Yoongi and shouts at Jungkook. "Don't make me kick your ass out!!"

Jungkook raises his hands up, "Okay, okay, sheesh." Yoongi chuckles and turns Taehyung around so he can push him towards the bed. Taehyung plops next to Jungkook and takes his pants off, earning a small 'yay' from Jungkook. Surprisingly though, Jungkook dives in as well. His hand trails down Taehyung's chest towards his hips while Yoongi takes off his jeans as well. Taehyung yanks Yoongi down ontop of him.

"Whoa, calm down, babe," Yoongi says.

"I can't, not with you," Taehyung says, kissing Yoongi's soft lips and letting his tongue slip in. Yoongi can't help but moan into the kiss and since he never wore underwear, Taehyung can feel his erection against his thigh.

"Let me in," Jungkook whines. Yoongi doesn't pull away from the kiss. He just reaches over and places his hand on Jungkook's bulge. The friction is somewhat relieving to Jungkook but he still begs for more. When Tae leaves the kiss, he opens the nightstand drawer. He then pulls out a bottle of lube and sets it down between him and Jungkook.

"Here's the prep," Taehyung says.

"I can't do it myself?" Jungkook says.

Taehyung stares at him like he's stupid, "I know that, Kookie. Now flip."

Jungkook flips over, "Wait, did you just call me Kookie?"

"I think so," Taehyung answers sarcastically. Jungkook takes his boxers off and tosses them on the floor. "Wait, flip back around," Taehyung says.

"What? Why?"

"It's easier this way, just, work with me here." Jungkook doesn't protest and flips back around. Taehyung leans in and starts to kiss him. Jungkook relaxes at Taehyung's warm lips and touch. Taehyung puts some lube on his hand without looking and reaches behind Jungkook.

"Shit, that's cold," Jungkook chokes as Taehyung presses his fingers against Jungkook's entrance.

"Relax, sweetie." Taehyung kneads Jungkook's ass as he works his fingers inside, one at a time. Jungkook holds back groans while he gets stretched and prepped. Yoongi sits next to them, kissing up Taehyung's shoulders.

"You good?" Taehyung asks Jungkook.

"I guess we'll find out."

Taehyung shrugs, "Okay, good enough."

"Here," Yoongi grabs the bottle of lube and works some onto his fingers. "Your turn." Taehyung doesn't really like this part. It's like getting a prostate exam, but a cock feels better than fingers even though it's bigger. But he'd rather deal with this than deal with the uncomfortable pain when it should be pleasurable.

Yoongi works with Taehyung while Jungkook works with Yoongi. It's a lot quicker this way so the prep is done earlier than usual.

"So," Jungkook says, "Who takes who?"

Yoongi narrows his eyes at him, "Uhm, you don't do it like that."

"Then how do you do it?"

"Well, yeah, you do, but one at a time...not all at once. I mean, you could do it like that but let's start small," Yoongi tells him.

Taehyung feels submissive tonight, so he presses himself against the bed and spreads himself out. "Me first, please?"

"Whatever you want, darling," Jungkook says and Yoongi seems a little butthurt that he's going first but he doesn't put up a fight. Taehyung moves to his hands and knees, pushing his ass out towards Jungkook. "How do you want it?" He doesn't know what Jungkook means at first until he starts to push into Taehyung slowly. "Slow? or fast?" Jungkook moves in fully and Taehyung relaxes around Jungkook's length, pushing his hips back.

"Fast."

"You sure?" Jungkook runs his hands up Taehyung's sides, letting his nails dig in a bit.

"Please."

Jungkook pulls himself out of Taehyung slowly but thrusts in quickly, making him gasp loudly. Yoongi stays behind Jungkook, not doing much. The sound of Taehyung's moans and skin slapping echos throughout the bedroom.

Yoongi moves next to Taehyung and looks into his eyes. "Tell me how he feels, baby," Yoongi says.

"G-good. Amazing."

"What do you like?"

Taehyung bites his lip, holding back from moaning.

"Let it out," Jungkook tells him, squeezing his hips as he picks up the pace. Taehyung cries out and both Jungkook and Yoongi praise him. "You take all of me so good," Jungkook praises.

"I do. Anything for you."

“What do you like, Taehyungie, tell me,” Yoongi purrs into his ear.

“I li-like how it feels.”

“And?”

“God, I love how Jungkook’s cock stretches me out and-”

“Mhm, good, baby boy,” Jungkook interrupts, moving his hips upward to hit Taehyung’s prostate. Taehyung starts to shout into the pillow, his finish coming up. Yoongi grabs onto Taehyung's cock and he cries out. 

"Ngh, don't stop." 

Pumping him slowly, Yoongi watches as Taehyung begins to fall apart. Jungkook hasn't finished yet but Taehyung can't go anymore. He collapses onto the bed just as his orgasm hits him like train.

Yoongi kisses the side of his head, "You're so good." Taehyung is too busy trying to catch his breath to respond. "Jungkook's turn," Yoongi says, smiling devilishly.

"Uh, I don't trust that smile."

"You shouldn't," Taehyung croaks, falling over onto the other side of the bed.

"Heh, well then." Jungkook is then pushed down by Yoongi.

"Can't promise that you'll be able to walk," Yoongi tells Jungkook as he starts to kiss him. Yoongi is a little aggressive when it comes to sex, but it's always a good feeling. Nothing uncomfortable or painful about it. He just has this...magic touch that is pleasing no matter what.

Yoongi prods at Jungkook's entrance, waiting for him to relax.

"He's not very good at relaxing," Taehyung says from beside them.

"Hey, shut up!" Jungkook answers, feeling a bit self-conscious. Taehyung shrugs and goes back to staring at the ceiling. Yoongi then moves forward, thrusting into Jungkook without warning. "Fuck," Jungkook gasps, grabbing onto the bedsheets tightly. Yoongi knows that he can drive Jungkook crazy so he decides to take that route. He starts with slow, labored movements, practically torturing Jungkook. The lube from earlier makes a squelching sound as Yoongi moves in. Jungkook cringes at that but doesn't complain. The only thing he should be complaining about is how painfully slow Yoongi is being.

"Can you go fas-" Yoongi thrusts into Jungkook and he cuts himself off with a loud moan. Taehyung sees Yoongi smirk at this as he goes on. Jungkook wasn't totally vocal with Taehyung but he definitely is with Yoongi. That goes to show how good Yoongi is.

"Gsh, you're tight, Jungkook," Yoongi says breathlessly as he continues to fuck the shit out of Jungkook. Since Jungkook was already halfway done from Taehyung, he crumbles quickly, melting beneath Yoongi. He drops his face into the pillow and basically screeches. White seems to flash through his eyes as he cums. Yoongi smiles at this.

"Told you he was good," Taehyung speaks, once again.

"You didn't actually say that," Yoongi says.

"I thought it!" Taehyung retorts as he crawls over to Yoongi, planning to finish him off. Hey two blowjobs in a day. Must be nice. Taehyung sucks Yoongi off while Jungkook whines into the pillow, feeling completely exhausted.

"I'm...just gonna sleep," he sighs.

Taehyung laughs at this and the vibration of his laugh causes Yoongi to buck his hips up. Yoongi grabs onto Taehyung's hair, pulling a bit. Tae likes to think that he's good at blowjobs. No one has ever told him that he was good nor bad, so he just assumed. Plus, Yoongi is weak when it comes to Taehyung's blowjob skills. Like now for example, he finishes within 2 minutes.Well, with the help from Jungkook, Taehyung can't feel like a total expert.

Instead of pulling out like usual, Yoongi ejaculates into Taehyung's mouth and which each shot, a shaky moan leaves Yoongi. Taehyung swallows Yoongi's cum and wipes his mouth, looking over at Jungkook.

"He passed out fast," he mumbles.

Yoongi laughs, "I have that effect."

"I know," Taehyung says, smiling at him. "Shit, I work early tomorrow. I need to get to sleep."

"Perfect timing?"

Taehyung shrugs, "I guess you could say that."

Taehyung grabs his boxers from the ground and puts them on, flopping back on the bed next to Jungkook. Yoongi lays next to him.

"So, how was it?" Yoongi asks as he leans over to turn the bedside lamp off.

Taehyung pauses, thinking it over. It wasn't terrible so...For some reason, he feels embarrassed to say he liked it but Taehyung isn't going to lie to Yoongi. "I liked it...a lot."

"I knew you would," Yoongi says.

"What do you mean by that?" Taehyung asks, feeling offended?

Yoongi lets out a breathy chuckle and pulls Taehyung closer to him, covering the both of them with the blanket. "Go to sleep, Tae."

While rereading this, I realize that maybe I don’t detail my smut scenes as much as I should and they go pretty fast. I promise, they aren’t finishing within a minute like it seems LOL 

Anyway, I hope those who are reading are enjoying the story. :)