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Love Maze »11

Previous » Next Series Masterlist ▎ 18+ ▎ pairing: Taehyung x Jungkook ▎ genre: School AU, crack humor, smut, angst, ETL, slow burn, fluff. ▎ word count: 6.9k ▎ ch.warnings: cursing, angst, crying/arguing, JK has the worst temper and is such a dramatic boy, Taehyung is dumb and can’t keep his mouth shut. They’re just dumb to and for each other.

Co-writer: @velvetwicebang ♡♡♡

When Tae opened the door, he was met by the familiar smile.

“Hey! Uhm, I hope I’m not intruding..?” Jisoo waved, antsy as she rocked on her feet, hands clasped together in front of her.

The elder shook his head, and the girl’s smile widened even further.

“Well, since you guys are my neighbors and all.. also, the only people I know here,” Jisoo began, “I was wondering.. would you like to eat with me? At my place. It’s not looking the best but— it’ll get there!” She chuckled, looking between Taehyung and Jungkook, “I ordered a pizza and long story short, it’s a lot bigger than I expected.”

Jungkook had quickly followed suit behind Taehyung, surprised by the timing of his new neighbour to offer them food. and pizza! Jungkook loves anything greasy, cheesy and unhealthy, it's something he'd rarely indulge in, because one--he's the epitome of a healthy body, two, money, and three... well, that's about it.

He didn't hesitate to nod, a wide genuine smile on his face that displays his bunny-like features,

''We'd love to!'' He answered for the both of them, there's no way he'd pass on this. He grabbed Taehyung's shoulder excitedly, unable to contain his joy as he almost bounced in place. It only added to the bunny-statements, ''We'll be right over!''

The corner of Jisoo’s eyes crinkled fondly at Jungkook’s excitement, finding the boy’s child-like actions endearing; and his happiness contagious.

“Great! Follow me.”

And with that being said, the girl flashed the pair one last smile before leading them into her apartment, which.. barely looked like an apartment, more like an attic full of furniture stacked on top of another, but she had a couple chairs laid out.

Also a table, (which was really just the desk she was struggling to push in a few hours ago) the big box of pizza placed in the middle.

“I’ll be right back with the plates, pizza can get a little messy.” Jisoo skipped into her kitchen, leaving Jungkook and Taehyung alone with a babbling Yuna in her playpen whilst she fished for paper plates, “The fanciest.” She waved the paper plates in the air, giving one to each of them.

Jisoo took a seat across from the boys, leaning in for a slice before placing her first bite, leaning back into her somewhat comfortable chair.

“So.. are you guys together?”

Jungkook eagerly grabbed the plate and a piece of pizza, not even bothering to put the pizza down on the paper material, instead immediately directing the food into his mouth, a happy smile on his face as he chews. He wasn't even considering whether or not he should answer, his mind too blissed with the fact that the insides of his mouth was covered in cheese, so there was no hesitation nor awkwardness about his reply,

''Yeah,'' He chewed, continuing the conversation as if there was nothing more about the topic at hand, ''This pizza is delicious!''

To Kook, any pizza was delicious, honestly.

The moment that question was bluntly laid out on the table, Taehyung nearly dropped his pizza, about to let a lie slip out from his mouth when his boyfriend beat him to it.

His gaze was on Jungkook, eyes wide as if he couldn’t believe the younger had little to no thought about admitting that to a stranger.

What if she was homophobic?

“Wha..” Tae sealed his lips, deciding it was best to not say anything, shoving back the words on the tip of his tongue with a bite of the cheesy goodness.

“Awe, that’s cute!” Jisoo genuinely meant it, happy that Jungkook seemed so confident with his relationship.

Taehyung, on the other hand, forced a smile. Taking another bite so as to not say anything he would later on regret.

“You should be proud, your love is just as valid as everyone else’s!”

God, Tae wanted to puke.

Eager to change the topic, Taehyung finally spoke up.

“Noona.. do you live by yourself? I mean, do you have a boyfriend or..?”

If she was blunt with her question, why couldn’t Taehyung do the same.

Jisoo waved a hand in the air as she took another bite off her pizza, chewing it furiously before swallowing,

''Nope! My last one was the father, and he was nothing but a total /tool/.'' She laughed at it though, her affectionate eyes landing on her daughter, ''I have the only one I need right there... If I ever find someone, though, it has to be someone that the little lady approves of.''

Jungkook felt his heart tighten at her words, a heartfelt sigh escaping his lips,

''Doesn't it get hard by yourself?'' The question slipped, he had to ask-- because no one ever asked him.

Jisoo shrugged, a smile that never seemed to waver from her lips plastered on her face,

''Sometimes, but there's nothing you can't do if you're stubborn, right?''

Kook thought for a long moment, finishing off his piece of the pizza before nodding in agreement

''Yeah...''

Taehyung had nothing else to say or do but nod, chewing on his pizza without another word.

She was strong, without a doubt. The comfortable silence was soon broken by a loud squeal, coming from Yuna as she stood up on her wobbly legs, small hands gripping at the edge of her playpen to help her balance.

The little girl’s face was scrunched up, and to Taehyung it looked like she was unhappy about something.

But once again, he didn’t know shit about babies.

“Oh! she wants out.” Jisoo quickly sat her plate down, picking up Yuna and carrying her on her hip.

She seemed awfully intrigued by the unfamiliar faces, doe eyes continuously flickering between Taehyung and Jungkook, wondering who they were.

“Would you like to hold her?”

Tae didn’t hesitate before answering a curt, “No. I’m fine.”

Just the thought made him nervous. What if she fell on her head and got permanent brain damage because of him?

“Oh, come on!” Jisoo playfully urged, walking closer to Taehyung anyways.

“She doesn’t bite, I promise.” The woman giggled, knowing part of it was a lie. Yuna was teething, so maybe that wasn’t the complete truth..

But, she wanted Tae to get over his fear of babies. The look he had on his face earlier was engraved in her memories, and quite frankly, it amused her.

“Noona, really— I’m good.” Before he had time to protest any further, Yuna was placed on his lap. Almost as if on instinct, Tae’s bigger hands settled on the little girl’s back. Once again, worried that she might fall.

“Uhm..” The elder was awful with babies, he knew that.

She was so tiny.. just one squeeze and she’d surely be done for.

“What do I do? I-Is she happy?” He gently bounced her on his lap, piercing eyes staring right into hers, before nervously looking over at Jungkook.

Fuck, he officially looked like an idiot.

Jungkook held his laughter to an internal level, but it was obvious in his smiley expression that he found the entire scene both funny and adorable. His eyes met Taehyung's, giving him a reassuring nod,

''You're doing great.''

Kook looked at the little one, noting that she was already staring at him in awe, her small, chubby hands suddenly reaching for him as she tried to squirm out of Tae's grasp, and this visibly made Taehyung nervous.

''Ah, she's a charmer!'' Jungkook smiled widely, his strong hands reaching out to carefully grab her below her armpits to lift her from a grateful Taehyung only to place the little girl in his lap, facing him.

''Hello,'' He cooed, leaning in closer to get a proper look at the cutie, who giggled and grasped at Kook's longer, black curls.

''She really likes you already!'' Jisoo smiled, feeling a warmth in her chest at the scene. Jungkook surely seemed to be comfortable with children, as opposed to Taehyung-- who still did a great job at actually holding her.

Taehyung stared at his boyfriend in awe, wondering just how the hell Jungkook already managed to have the little girl wrapped around his finger.

Well, his boy oozed with positive energy, of course babies were bound to be attracted to him as well..

Quietly, Tae enjoyed the show from the sidelines, occasionally smiling at the silly voices Kook would use, proving to be quite funny when Yuna’s gums would show with every cheeky grin she flashed his way.

Okay, she was cute. That the elder couldn’t deny.

A fit of giggles and a lot of slices of pizza later, the baby fell asleep in Jisoo’s arms, exhausted from squirming around so much.

Not wanting to disturb them, Taehyung took that as their cue to leave, bowing at the older girl before thanking her for the food, exiting with Jungkook at his side.

As they bid their goodbyes for the night, leaving her apartment only to walk back next door into Jungkook's home, he closed and locked the door behind them, combing his fingers through the tangled locks. That kid surely liked to play with his hair,

''That pizza was so good, I'm so full..'' He sighed in content, turning to Taehyung, ''And the baby might be obsessed with me.'' He showed off his tangled curls, ''She refused to let my hair out of her fist''

Taehyung’s only response was a vague hum, visibly distressed about something the second they stepped foot into Jungkook’s apartment, taking off his shoes before falling back on the couch.

The couch that reeked of sex and sweat..

“Hey, Kook?” The elder hesitantly looked up at the boy, his mind urging him to just say it. To just spill what was building up in his chest in the form of an uncomfortable knot.

“Next time you, uh, tell people that we’re together. Can you just..” He drifted off, chuckling sourly. “Not?”

The elder sat up on the couch, his words sounding a little harsher than he initially intended.

“I mean, I just.. I wanna be on the same page, you know? If one of us isn’t ready then.. why say anything?”

Jungkook's expression fell at the elders words, still standing in the living room with his arms crossing over his chest,

''I didn't think it was a big deal, she doesn't know us. it's not like she's gonna tell the entire school?''

He grew annoyed, one could easily tell, and he was really trying to keep calm about the stuffed away feelings that are now bubbling up inside of him. He never actually wanted to keep their relationship a secret, but he did, for Taehyung. Now he couldn't be honest about them even to a stranger? He felt suffocated, and it was annoying.

“Kook, that’s not—“ Taehyung exhaled, trying to gather how he really felt to voice it out in the most effective, clear way.

He wanted to be honest with Jungkook. He fucking wanted the younger to understand that he was scared, of anyone. It was hard to admit, but for his boyfriend, he’d do it.

“That’s not what I mean. I just, I don’t want anyone to know.” A pang of guilt rushed through Taehyung’s veins, who felt it in the tightness accumulating in his chest.

“Doesn’t matter if they’re from our school or not, I’m just not ready.”

He ran a hand through his hair, sensing the other’s annoyance from where he sat.

“Plus, I already told you this shit hours ago. Did you already forget? I’m not ready to go public.”

Tae repeated himself, hoping it would get through Jungkook’s thick skull.

The familiar ritual of Jungkook prodding the inside of his cheek with his tongue in a continuous motion was a sign of how he felt, the grasp around his chest tightening as he stared at Taehyung without a word for a long moment,

"Why? What are you afraid of?" His voice was low, his quick head tilt only serves as another sign of his frustration,

"Are you embarrassed to be with me?"

“For fucks sake..” Taehyung muttered under his breath, rubbing at his temples to stop a headache from coming.

“I never even said that!” He finally looked up, more worked up than before.

“This is just new for me— these feelings and come on, you know the world’s not all shits and rainbows, Jungkook! We have to be careful about who we tell this kind of stuff to.” Taehyung sank back into the couch, mirroring his boyfriend as he crossed his arms, “But before we can do that, I need time. I need time to be comfortable with who I am.. It’s not that I’m embarrassed to be with you.” Tae clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, staring off at anywhere else other than Jungkook. “Why are you so dramatic?”

Jungkook groaned in annoyance, he hated being called out as dramatic. Was Taehyung being serious right now? Kook's the one who's been pushed and pulled emotionally for this man--- and given the time they've had together, he's still hung up others' opinions on them!?

''Why do you care what people think?! You never do otherwise!'' He gestured with his hands in the air, ''Kim Taehyung could openly fuck women and talk proudly of it, but god forbid he dated a guy?'' He let his hands fall to his sides, curling his fingers into fists before he felt his frustration mix into both anger and sadness-- He just wanted to be openly loved.

Taehyung stood up from the couch, having grown tired of listening to Jungkook’s shit.

“It’s not that fucking easy!” The elder yelled, stepping closer to where the younger stood, nostrils flared and jaw locked in place. “The issue here is that I told you I wasn’t goddamn ready, but you still went and admitted that shit anyways!”

His chest heaved, obvious he was pissed off by the sudden turn of events.

The younger was dramatic as hell, if it wasn’t for him, none of this would’ve blown out of proportion.

“Me fucking a woman is— it’s expected, Jungkook. It’s normal.” His deep voice dripped with venom, not fully aware of the hurtful words coming out of his mouth.

Jungkook's face distorted in pain for a mere second, as if he was just punched in the gut by Taehyung's words. Not normal? Loving him was not the same as loving anybody else?

''What the fuck?'' His words merely came out as a whisper, but as quickly as gasoline would be lit aflame by a simple spark, in this case-- Taehyung's words being the trigger that sets off the last piece of self control that Kook possesses.

''What gives you the fucking right to say that?!'' Jungkook turns on his heels towards the front door, hands tugging at his hair to keep them occupied from punching a fucking dent into that guys face for being able to say such a thing to the one person he's supposed to care for. But instead, he cares more about what strangers think about him.

“Jungkook..” Taehyung defeatedly muttered out, brain finally processing what he’s said.

“I didn’t mean it, okay? I was just..” The elder gulped, his lungs working towards getting the oxygen they needed, chest still heaving from the tension in the room. “It was in the heat of the moment.”

Tae hated admitting he was wrong, so a simple ‘sorry’ was too much for him.

It wouldn’t make a single fucking difference anyway..

The damage has been done.

“Come on, don’t go walking around the room like a fuckin’ madman.”

Taehyung’s hand reached out to his boyfriend’s tense shoulder, wanting to talk about their problems face to face, “Fucking look at me!”

''Don't touch me!'' He withdrew with a step back away from Taehyung,

''Do you know how many times you've told me that?!'' Jungkook growled out his words, ''I didn't mean it, Jungkook... It was just in the heat of the moment, Kook!'' His knuckles were turning white from how hard he was clenching them to his sides, ''Don't say things you don't mean, Taehyung! You don't understand how much shit you've put me through because of you can't be fucking honest with yourself!'' His breathing was heavy, voice strained, his eyes even glassing over with how it felt like all his suppressed emotions were welling up.

The boy’s eyes darkened with rage; pure and utter resentment for Jungkook.

“It’s not my fault that your parents kicked you out of the damn house.” He lowly spat, glaring right at the younger, harshly poking the tip of his index finger against Kook’s chest.

“It’s not my fucking fault that you decided to tell them about me!”

He raised his tone, voice breaking in the midst of it.

Taehyung knew it was wrong— to play with Jungkook’s emotions in such a way, but right at the moment, all he saw was red.

“Don’t blame your fucking mistakes on me!”

Tears were on the brink of forcing their way from the corners of Jungkook’s eyes, filled with hurt, but his expression was nothing but deadly calm as soon as he felt the low blow of Taehyung's words. In a millisecond, Jungkook's fist cracked into the wall right next to Tae's head, a dent several inches deep broken into the material due to Kook's raw strength. His knuckles were most definitely bloody from the impact, but he couldn't feel it, nor did he care at this point.

He wanted to bury his fist in the elder's nose bridge so badly, but at the last moment, he couldn't. Of course he couldn't. So the wall fell victim.

His tears finally fell from his cheeks, although his face remained just as blank as it was. It could be seen as eerie compared to the emotion he was showing just seconds earlier,

''I never did....''

Kook withdrew his hand, letting it fall limp once more as he didn't even bother to check whether it was okay or not, but simply took a few steps back to lean against the wall on the other side. He was too tired. He can't take it.

''Get out.''

Taehyung flinched at the vibrations of the younger’s fist breaking through the wall, the ear-splitting sound being enough to send him into a state of deep regret.

Fuck.. what did he just do?

“I..” The boy’s lip trembled, his chin quivered.

What the fuck did he just do..?

“J-Jungkook.. fuck— I’m..”

Sorry.

The elder tried blinking away his tears, but it was no use. They were already streaming down his face, making Tae’s vision blurry from the sadness and the remains of the trance he was in.

The one that was filled with anger and so much hatred— the one that made him bring up Jungkook’s parents into the conversation, knowing it was a touchy subject for the latter.

He had yet to fully recover, still not believing that he’d be that needy to be in the right, to not let Kook win during their argument.

At the end, Taehyung was the one who lost. He had to see Jungkook cry for fucks sake, the painful sight luring more tears to his blood shot eyes.

The worst part was.. Taehyung couldn’t do anything about it.

Kook wanted him gone.

Without mumbling another word, Tae briskly turned on the doorknob, not sparing Jungkook a glance before slamming the door on his way out.

Jungkooks vision was blurred with his tears, a shaky sigh pushing through his lips as he slowly slid down the wall until he hit the floor with a thud,

"Fuck.... Tae..." he choked out quietly, screwing his eyes shut until it forces the tears in his eyes to dribble down his cheeks, "FUCK!" He repeated with a growl, slamming his fists against the floor, followed with banging the back of his head into the wall.

The only way he knew how to let out his frustrations was physically, whether it was working out, crying or even just slamming his body against things. It was all he knew.

What the fuck does he do with all these emotions in his chest?

He wishes at this very moment, that he didn't have a heart to love Taehyung with.

Maybe that would be better.

Come to think of it, he might as well not have one anymore.

Taehyung brought it with him when he left.

Jungkook sat this way for a while, eyes closed, letting his pain ooze out of his body in the form of tears-- and as he slowly calmed down, the stinging pain in his hand would numb the one in his chest.

He raised his hand to check it, blue and purple bruises adorning his fingers and knuckles, beautifully decorated with the broken skin and dried blood.

If only he had somebody to clean his wounds for once.

The second Taehyung slammed that door, he was broken down to a crying mess.

A river of never ending tears cascaded from his eyes, trickling down his face and wetting the fabric of his shirt, staining it momentarily.

The boy cursed himself out for being so emotional, roughly wiping at his eyes as he pushed on the door of the building, the night’s breeze flowing through his hair.

All the while, Tae couldn’t help but think.. ‘this is it, huh?’

Their relationship was over..

It had to be, he fucked up big time. He shouldn’t have opened his mouth!

Once Taehyung got in his car, his shaky hand tried fishing for his phone, attempting to see through the big blur.

He pressed call, his thumb and index finger pinching at the bridge of his nose, that feeling of remorse sneaking up on him again.

“Hello?”

“Hyung..” His voice wavered, causing him to bite down on his lip, eyes screwed tightly shut.

“I— uhm.. are you b-busy?”

“What? I was studying but.. no— no! Taehyung, what’s wrong?”

“I just, I need som-someone to talk to..”

“Come over.”

Jisoo had been cleaning around, about to go dump the empty box of pizza into the trash when a series of yelling garnered her attention.

She brushed it off at first, trying to make the big ass box fit, but then more yelling occurred.

Jisoo would’ve been less nosy if it didn’t sound like it was coming from Jungkook and Taehyung’s apartment..

They literally just left her place, what was going on?

The woman hesitated whether or not to intrude— to make sure that everything was alright. But as more time went on, it was obvious that things weren’t fine.

She couldn’t help but panic, was it something she did? Worse.

Something she said?

Jisoo knew she tended to ramble a lot.

A sudden bang in the wall made her jump in her spot, eyes instinctively going back to Yuna’s nursery room.

She was lucky her baby was a heavy sleeper.

It was at that moment that Jisoo decided she’d intervene, she would’ve blamed herself if she didn’t.

Just when she opened the door of her apartment, Taehyung slammed his.

She reached out a hand to him, but it was too late.

Growing even more worried, Jisoo didn’t bother knocking on the door, eyes widening when they fell on Jungkook’s figure.

His back was laying against the wall, face streaked with dry tears and knuckles bloodied.

It might’ve been the maternal instincts in her, but Jisoo’s tender heart hurt at the sight.

“Jungkook!” She called out, kneeling down next to the younger, brushing his hair out of his face.

“Are you okay?! What happened? Wait here, I have some stuff for your hand.”

Whatever happened, Jisoo was going to listen.

Jungkook's blank eyes flickered over to Jisoo's worried face-- she was a blur through his glassy layer adorning his eyes. For a split second, he almost thought it was his own mother. It just felt too similar-- sounded too similar to things she'd say.

Jisoo got up to sprint over to her apartment to pick up what she needed before coming back, only to find Kook looking slightly less out of it, his eyes finally flickering around the room until they landed on her.

''Noona?''

''Yes, Jungkook, it's me! Don't worry, okay?'' Jisoo was concerned, kneeling by his side as he reaches for his hand, ''Let me take a look at this and then we can talk about what happened?''

Jungkook's eyes never wavered from her form as she inspected the destroyed skin on his knuckles, making it easier for her by just placing his hand on his lap, hissing a little at the sight. It didn't look great. That's what he gets for bottling up his emotions.

''Okay..'' He weakly whispered back. Honestly, somebody to talk to was probably the one thing he did need.

Jisoo took the younger boy into her apartment, wanting him to get out of that suffocating room while she cared for his injured hand, carefully disinfecting the open wounds.

“Okay.. it should be good now. If it continues to bleed, let me know.”

The woman ushered in a soft tone, reassuringly squeezing Jungkook’s bandaged hand before setting it back down on his lap.

Jisoo was nosy, she wanted to know what happened— what made Kook so angry that he’d punch a hole in the wall..

But, she didn’t want to pry into the other’s personal life or overstep past an invisible yet obviously there line.

At last, Jisoo sat the medkit to the side, scooting closer to Jungkook before silently urging him to use her as a shoulder to cry on, fingers combing through the latter’s curled locks; tangled from her daughter’s messy grabbing.

“Hey.. it’s okay.” The older girl whispered, one arm wrapped around Kook’s shoulders, the other hand smoothing over his hair.

In this solemn moment, Jisoo felt like she had another kid. Jungkook seemed extremely hurt, she wanted to take his pain away.

Jungkook looked down at his bandaged hand for a moment, partially tensing up from her touch. But he didn't move away..

"Thank you..." his voice was hoarse from all the previous yelling, feeling guilty for the fact that she possibly heard the yelling. Even worse, it might've scared the baby.

He leaned into her touch, letting his weight melt into her shoulder as he sighs deeply when the wave of emotions slowly started to come back as Taehyung's words replayed in his head.

'Its not normal'

'It's not my fault your parents threw you out.'

Kooks eyes were glassy once more, his chest heaving with a shaky breath,

"I think Taehyung and I broke up."

At the younger’s weakened words, Jisoo’s light brown eyes enlarged, her hold around Jungkook’s shoulders tightening out of empathy.

Breakups are hard, she’d know. But sometimes.. it was for the best.

However, Jisoo had no idea what happened between the two, so it was too early to make a judgement. Not that Jungkook would care, but she oftentimes imposed her unwanted opinions on certain matters..

“I’m sorry to hear that,” She said, one hand reassuringly smoothing over the boy’s upper arm.

“But.. you think? Is it official..? Jungkook, what happened?”

Jisoo immediately regretted laying out one question after the other, knowing that the younger probably wasn’t in the right mindset to answer.

Jungkook thought about her words for a moment, responding with a shrug, however not giving a verbal answer. Instead, he focused his attention on how comforting this was-- Jisoo was.

How could she so easily give her shoulder to Jungkook? Help him, and make him feel cared for?

Honestly, it did help ease his pain, even if it was just a little bit.

Kook leaned his head on her shoulder, exhausted by it all,

''He said some fucked up things..'' His eyes widened, withdrawing to hold his mouth with wide eyes, ''Oh, I'm sorry noona--'' He got worried, not wanting the little one to hear his foul words.

A delighted smile lit up Jisoo’s face, who waved off the boy’s silly yet thoughtful concerns.

“Jungkook-ah, she’s asleep.”

Growing more amused by the second, she hid her face in her palms, the sound of her quiet laughter echoing throughout the otherwise quiet room.

Jisoo comfortably leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs.

“It’s alright, I also curse. Maybe a little too much..”

She instinctively looked back at Yuna’s nursery room, a sigh leaving past her parted lips, arms crossed over her chest.

“But.. some men will bring that out of you— the cursing, amongst other things..”

Jisoo unglued her gaze from the room, now sparing a glance over at Jungkook once again.

“Hey, things will turn out for the better. Just let time do its magic..”

Jungkook smiles at how cute Jisoo's laugh is, a bunny-like smile on his own contrasting his previous sombre expression,

''You think so?'' He sighs softly, he can't help but wonder what Taehyung is up to..How he's doing. Did this even hurt him at all? Does he miss him?

Because, even if Jungkook is incredibly hurt, and incredibly angry.... One does not just stop giving a fuck about the other.

Even if he wishes he could. Maybe this was for the best..

After all, loving Kook apparently wasn't normal.

“Do I think so?” She playfully nudged Jungkook’s shoulder with her own, a teasing smirk on her lips.

“I know so.”

Jisoo stood up from the chair, smoothing out her cardigan before stretching her arms over her head.

“Come on, quit moping! I’ll make you some tea.”

“Hyung, I just don’t know why I said those things.. I-I didn’t mean them!”

Taehyung wiped at his eyes, nose stuffy and red.

He tried to let it all out before he got to Namjoon’s house but.. the second Joon asked him if he was okay, the tears came rolling down once again.

God.. he felt like such a pussy. Tae’s never cried in front of anyone before /about/ anyone.

But he knew that if he wanted the elder to listen to him, he’d have to open up despite his conscience telling him not to.

So there he was, in Namjoon’s living room spilling his heart out about Jungkook, not giving a shit that he’d just outed their relationship to the latter.

After all, he was the one who didn’t want anyone to know.

And at this moment, if Taehyung wanted things to make sense, he’d have to be truthful to Namjoon.

“I told him that what we had wasn’t normal— not in those exact words but.. fuck. I really fucked it up, didn’t I?” He glanced over at Joon, expecting his hyung to scold him for saying such a thing.

Namjoon sat in silence, occasionally giving a nod to reassure Taehyung that he was listening intently to every word.

fuck, that was a lot to take in.

But was he surprised about their relationship? Not really.

Did he expect Taehyung to be the one running to him crying about the younger? No fucking way.

But here they were, Taehyung being the broken man he is, the first time ever seeing him cry like this. And all because of his own doing.

''Taehyung...'' Namjoon begun, placing a comforting hand on the youngers shoulder, ''Sometimes you say things during fights, it's not... sometimes people fight.'' He pauses to gather himself before saying what he's about to say,

''Did you apologise?''

“Apologize?” Taehyung scoffed, crossing his arms before looking off elsewhere, facial expression stiff, “Even if I wanted to, Kook would never let me.” Tae stared down at his thigh, noting how anxious he was by the way it didn’t seem to sit still.

“Hell, you know how stubborn he can be.”

Namjoon nods, daring to put more weight on his comforting hand, letting it slide down Tae's back,

''Oh, I know. You both are.'' he sighs with a small smile, remembering always trying to make them get along, then having them constantly glued together, and now this... It kind of hurt namjoon too, seeing them go through this.

''It's never too late, you know? Maybe he just needs to cool off...'' His mind wanders, eyebrows furrowing, not sure if he dares to ask-- but he was also concerned for kook, ''Is he alone?''

What if Jungkook had nobody to talk to ?

“Maybe,” the younger boy breathed out, sinking back into the couch with dimmed, puffy eyes staring off into nothingness; his mind numb.

He chanted Namjoon’s words to himself, enough times so he wouldn’t forget.

‘It’s never too late.’

He anxiously began nibbling on his lips at Joon’s following question, worried that it might be the harsh reality.

Jungkook being alone, with no one to take care of him.

More guilty tears rushed to the brim of Taehyung’s eyes, memories flickering back to the vivid image of Kook’s bleeding hand, blood gushing from the damaged skin.

But he wouldn’t. He wouldn’t allow himself to cry anymore.

A few more minutes passed by, and Taehyung stood up from the couch, thanking Namjoon for his time before insisting that he had to leave.

“Taehyung..!” Joon hollered out, stopping the latter before he reached his car.

“Be careful, alright?”

With one stiff nod from the younger, Namjoon watched him drive away.

Namjoon couldn’t stop himself— he wanted to see how Jungkook was doing.

He tried calling, but there wasn’t an answer.

And truthfully, that nearly gave the Captain a heart attack.

What if Kook did something stupid? Like drowning his sorrows with alcohol..

The elder arrived at the boy’s apartment building, trying to remember the correct number of the room.

When he was sure that he had arrived at the right one, Joon knocked on the door, a little louder than he normally would have knocked.

He knocked again, and again, taking a few steps back to take a peek at the number once again. It was the right one..

“Jungkook! It’s Joon.” The latter leaned closer to the door, knuckles hitting the wooden surface.

“How is your tea?” Jisoo smiled, rubbing Jungkook’s shoulder.

She was glad he seemed a little more relaxed; less distressed.

However, a series of loud knocks caught her attention, followed by the other’s name.

“I’ll get it.” She insisted, getting up from her seat before unlocking her own door, poking her head out.

“Hello? Uhm.. are you looking for Jungkook?”

Jisoo spoke to the strange man, soft eyes scanning down his figure.

Was he a friend of Kook’s?

He seemed young.

Namjoon's attention quickly shifted towards the voice coming from the door next to Kook's, his breath almost taken away by her beauty. He swears that if he wasn't so caught up and worried, his heart would have skipped at least two beats.

''Y-yeah, I am, do you know where he is?''

Jisoo didn't reply right away, a little concerned as to whether or not this was true, ''What's your name?''

''Uh,'' Joon felt a little confused, ''Namjoon.''

Jisoos head popped back inside, glancing over towards Jungkook,

''Do you know a Namjoon? He's looking for you. Do I need to beat him?''

Jungkook's eyes widen a bit, hand waving in the air, ''I know him, hes my friend.''

Jisoo nods, popping her head back out before opening the door wider,

''He's in here..I'm Jisoo, by the way.''

Namjoon quickly jogged over to her apartment, bowing deeply to her before practically running to Jungkook's side,

''Kook, are you okay? I was worried when you didn't answer your phone and tae--..'' He stopped himself, clamping down at his lower lip. This wasn't any of his business-- Only to make sure he's okay.

Jungkook deliberately ignored the mention of Taehyung, nodding as he subtly tried to hide the bandaged hand,

''Yeah, I'm good.''

Namjoon had a hard time believing that.

“Are you really, though?” He glanced over at Jisoo, as if asking for permission to drag a chair closer to Jungkook’s side.

The girl simply extended out a hand, taking a seat before bringing the cup of tea up to her lips, sitting across from the pair of friends.

“Jungkook..”

He didn’t know what to say. For one, Joon didn’t want to throw in Taehyung’s name, afraid that it was still too.. recent.

And secondly, he knew Kook wasn’t good.

Namjoon wanted to tell him how deeply affected Taehyung was by all of this; showing up to his doorstep with tears in his tired eyes. Hoping that’d make him see that it was okay to be ‘not okay’ by what happened..

Fuck, he wanted them to work through this, but he didn’t know where to start.

A big part of him was aware that it wasn’t up to him to fix, but up to them.

Joon’s eyes widened once they shifted over to Jungkook’s bandaged hand,

“Dude, what happened?!”

Jungkook pressed his lips together tightly when his hand was caught by Namjoon’s eye, internally trying to figure out an excuse.

But excuses were exhausting…

So he opted for, well, some truth. He was a terrible liar anyway,

"Well, uh..." he lifted his hand to observe the bandage himself, twisting his wrist to look at it at different angles, "I punched my wall."

Namjoon blinked once, twice...

He punched a wall? Jungkook?

"Why?"

Kook shrugged, as if it was no big deal, even though he knew it was,

"I got angry....he.." a sigh left jungkook between his words, his voice growing frustrated again, "he made me so angry that I didn't know what to do with myself--" his eyes were fixed on his knuckles, clenching his fist, "I wanted to punch him for it... but I couldn't."

Joon sank back in his seat with a deep exhale; Taehyung left that part out of the story...

He wondered; on a scale of one to ten, how bad was it? If Jungkook punched a wall, it had to be pretty high up there.

“Does it hurt? Are you hurting anywhere else?”

Sensing that Kook didn’t want to be bombarded with so many questions, Jisoo stepped in on his behalf.

“It’s fine now.” She spoke, looking at a worried Namjoon, hoping to ease his nerves with her signature smile.

“I patched him up. He actually took it pretty well, didn’t wince once.”

Jungkooks shoulders visibly relaxed when Jisoo stepped in, he wasn't up for too many questions. He smiled vaguely at the praise, shrugging,

"It's not that bad."

It was kind of bad. But he knows namjoon would worry his ass off even more than necessary.

Namjoon's eyes fell on Jisoo, her smile causing his breath to once again get stuck in his throat. What is with this girl? Where did she come from? That raises new questions in joons head, figuring he'd give kook a break,

"That reminds me, how do you two know each other? Well-- obviously you're neighbours.. but, one does not go hang out with their neighbours out of the blue?" He was rambling.

Jisoo smiled wider, "Coincidence. We became friends after they helped me--- well.. I suppose kook and I became friends." She shrugged too.

Jungkook nods, leaning back into his seat. He was getting tired.

"Uh, noona, what time is it?" He had completely forgotten. Its fucking school tomorrow.

Jisoo reached over for her phone, met by a picture of Yuna as her lock screen, “Close to ten.”

Her eyes slightly widened in surprise, time didn’t drag out as long with Jungkook keeping her company.

It’s been a while since she’s actually sat down with someone and.. talked/

. It was nice— more than, actually.

Jisoo didn’t know how much she craved quality human interaction— for the lack of a better word— until now.

“You have school tomorrow, hm? Go on, you need sleep!”

The woman playfully shooed Jungkook out of her apartment, taking the cup of tea from his hand before following behind him and Namjoon.

“Jungkook-ah, if you ever need to talk, you know where I’ll be.”

Jisoo reminded, hoping that the younger wouldn’t hesitate to come to her whenever he needed, or wanted to.

“And.. Namjoon..?”

“Yes, t-that’s my name.”

Dumbass..

She chuckled, amused with his shy demeanor.

“It was nice meeting you, as well. Promise me you’ll look out for him?”

Namjoon nods, as if he wasn't already doing that for as long as he's known the younger guy. But there he was, presuming her to soothe her nerves.

The two boys bid their goodbyes and head out the door, only to stroll over to Jungkooks.

Namjoon places a hand on the youngers shoulder before he steps inside,

"Hey, kook?.."

Jungkook turns to meet eyes with his hyung, the obvious concern in the elders face was soothing. He really does have people who care about him so much, huh,

"I'm okay, really," Jungkook smiles, pushing the door open, "dont worry about it," he waves his bandaged hand.

Namjoon crosses his arms over his chest with a sigh,

"It isn't the hand I'm concerned about... well, a bit-- but..." he was truly concerned for what's gonna happen between kook and tae... were they gonna talk tomorrow? Figure it out? Fight again?

Shit.. and Joon really just wants to help.

"It's not your problem to fix, hyung." Jungkook's voice grew serious, which surprised the elder. He sounded so grown up.

Honestly, what more can he say? Kook is right, supposedly. It was their problem.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow." Kook continued before shutting the door behind him, not bothering to even undress before he lays down in the bed, feeling his chest tighten at the mere thought of tomorrow.

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[Stinger]

O: I just have this image in my head of him beating people to death with the Wailord.

[Intro Music]

O: Hello, and welcome to the Afterspark Podcast! An episode by episode recap of the Generation 1 Transformers cartoon. I'm Owls.

S: And I'm Specs.

O: And today we're gonna be talking about episode number 23, Changing Gears. Let's talk about giant robots today, shall we?

S: Sure.

O: In today's episode, we open on a mine where some miners have found GOLD.

S: A shit ton of it.

O: And one of them is tits out for gold.

S: There is more ab definition than I would expect here, really.

O: He's got Ratchets VA, uh, so does this mean Ratchet’s tits out for gold?

B: [snicker]

O: Speaking of which, I hope you're prepared for some Don Messick this episode because he voices Gears too. [laughs]

S: Immediately afterwards the Seekers and Soundwave arrive, shooting up everything.

O: Soundwave releases Laserbeak and Ravage who retrieve the miners and bring them back to Soundwave.

S: And by retrieve we mean that Laserbeak shoots through a shed/cabin, thingy and uh, nabs ones of them. While Ravage grabs the idiot who tried to fight him with a stick and then bodily drags him back to Soundwave. Soundwave and the cassettes play fetch.

O: It's good wholesome family fun for everyone who matters!

S: We see the third miner attempt to get to the radio unnoticed as Megatron shows up and demands that Starscream report in.

O: Starscream attempts to shoot the last miner but Megatron knocks him on his ass because Megatron needs him to call the Autobots. You know, a normal Tuesday for these two.

S: And now at the Ark, uh, complete with trees this time.

O: [chuckles] The Autobots scramble, and gather in the Teletraan I room before they roll out.

S: As all the Autobots are running along we see Gears, walking slowly and complaining.

O: Bee hops onto his shoulders and then backflips off of him to continue on his way, while basically telling Gears he's grumpy.

S: Seems legit. Arriving at the mine, the Autobots transform and attack the Decepticons.

O: Megatron and Optimus yell at each other some more as Megs transforms and shoots the cage the humans are in to free them as a distraction.

S: Okay Megs, sure.

O: [laughs] But then, he transforms back into robot mode, shoots some boulders on top of Optimus and company, then transforms back into gun mode and has Soundwave fire him at Gears, who was apparently their real target!

S: This is convoluted.

O: No, you think!?! [laughs] Anyway, Gears is now trapped in a hole and Starscream prepares to shoot him, before being knocked down by Megatron again.

S: That's like twice in the past five minutes.

O: Literally! Megatron blabs about, “Final victory!” Before having Skywarp come over and fly off with Gears.

S: And I think this just looks really silly.

O: It looks very silly.

S: Optimus gets up and says, “They've got Gears!” Our small, angry grumpy man.

O: [deadpan] Oh no, not Gears. He's been in all of like, two episodes.

S: Apparently, we're supposed to care about him.

O: Are we though?

S: Elsewhere in a clearing some where we see the Cybertronian recreation of Stonehenge. And according to Megatron it's a Solar Needle.

O: We're gonna steal energy from the Sun now, finally.

S: The Decepticons finally try solar energy but in literally the stupidest way possible.

O: [laughs] And Gears is gonna help them do it.

S: Gears just looks like he's in a robot playpen with electricity, this is...so silly.

O: The fact that he is significantly shorter than both Megatron and Starscream is not helping this impression in the slightest.

S: It really isn't. When Gears is uncooperative Megatron has Starscream freeze him with his Null Ray.

O: Apparently, out of all of the Autobots, Gears has some circuit that can complete the Solar Needle, that they need.

S: How? But okay, uh, Megatron removes it and suddenly Gears is the most agreeable Cybertronian ever.

O: Be afraid. [laughs]

S: Megatron proceeds to shove the circuit into the Solar Needle and begins gathering a fuck ton of energy from the Sun.

O: And, lo! Across the globe, all the major landmarks are subjected to earthquakes!

S: Megatron's plan to turn the Sun into a rad ass disco ball inspires the Earth to shake what his mama gave it.

O: [barely contained laughter] Of course! That’s- that’s how this works isn’t it!?!

S: Apparently. Um, the Ark is also being subjected to these earthquakes as well.

O: Or did Mount St. Hilary just become active for like the tenth damn time?

S: The excuse for all this nonsense is apparently… solar flares, because somehow solar flares somehow affect the interior of the Earth?

O: [trying not to laugh] I don’t think that’s how solar flares work!

S: Neither do I.

O: [laughs]

S: A bunch of boulders begin to fall on the Autobots.

O: From the earthquakes. Uh, Cliffjumper must be scooped up by Ironhide before he's crushed by one of said boulders.

S: And now all the foliage is gone! Where did the trees go? I wish there was some consistency because... what the hell?

O: Uh, in this show? Never! And after securing the base, Optimus reaches the you know, oh so difficult conclusion, that obviously Megatron's behind this.

S: He said he'd bet his torsion bars on this. What part of their anatomy is a torsion bar?

O: I'm not even gonna think about the answer for that question. Back at the Solar Needle! Megatron is monologuing, to no one!

S: And also Gears is being super helpful right now, for the Decepticons.

O: And jetting back to the Ark, the Autobots have reached a conclusion that the Sun will explode in slightly less than two Earth hours if they don't stop whatever it is that Megatron is doing.

S: The Autobots proceed to roll out and head towards Africa. Which is apparently where the Decepticons currently are.

O: Ah, the reused animation- I mean at the Solar Needle!

S: Which I feel we should specify, the Solar Needle- there's literally just a beam of light beaming into the Sun.

O: Yes, and this is going to cause it to explode.

S: [sighs] Somehow, yeah.

O: Anyway, at the Solar Needle!

S: Gears is helping the Seekers gather Energon.

O: Starscream observes that the Earth seems unstable, but Megatron tells them not to worry his pretty little head about it.

S: This is another one of those episodes that is constantly swapping back and forth between the Autobots and Decepticons with very little relevant information like, occurring in these things so…

O: Yeah. So back with the Autobots, uh, they drive past a herd of zebras before they reach a thick jungle. Said zebras I think, disappear before entirely exiting the frame too? [laughs]

S: That's very possible, I don't remember. Sunstreaker and Jazz hop onto the side of Prime's truck mode and proceed to use their blasters to disintegrate trees to make a road. Oh the ecological vandalism!

O: ~It's FUN!~ And back yet again with the Cons, Gears reflects that he should be mad at Megatron right now.

S: Starscream tries to shoot Gears, but the shot goes awry and is reflected back on him, Megatron and Gears, sending them flying.

O: This is like the third time this episode that Starscream tries to blast something that he should not blast.

S: Well this time he actually did shoot something. The other times he didn't.

O: Yes, it's like the third time he was going to shoot something. I know it's the first time he actually shot something, but basically it’s the third time Megatron's had to be like- Starscream, no. [laughs]

S: [sighs] Gears goes headfirst into poor Soundwave, knocking him over.

O: The Autobots continue to blast their way through a jungle making a leap over a large crevice.

S: Everyone makes it, but Bumblebee, who must be rescued by Wheeljack.

O: And it feels like a super awkward scene because there's zero dialogue, or screaming, or anything happening here. I'm also just not sure why this scene is happening at all? It doesn't really add anything to anything that's happening.

S: The Autobots reach the Solar Needle and attack, but their attacks reflect back on them.

O: Tired of all the talking, Cliffjumper does what he does best- jumping into action! And our little red dumb ass does manage to drop the energy shield protecting the Solar Needle.

S: Who would win? An energy shield or one small red bot, with a name that involves jumping off of stuff?

O: And Cliffjumper’s perfectly fine of course, so um, you know.

S: A fight proceeds to break out.

O: Some nonsense happens, such as Gears magically teleporting and Starscream picking Gears up and talking to him in Skywarp’s voice.

S: The scene changes and Gears is on the ground with Starscream aiming at him. Starscream sounds like himself at least again. Ah, but Bee runs into Starscream in car mode getting a strike, I mean um, sending him flying.

O: Bowling! [laughs] Soundwave sends out Laserbeak and Ravage to attack Bee, but Bee ends up tossing Ravage into Soundwave, knocking the poor guy down again.

S: And onto Megatron and Optimus, it's DANCING time!

O: I think he means sexual tension time.

S: Of course that's what I mean. Dancing is a courtship ritual they're just very bad at deciding who's leading.

O: [laughs] Mm-hmm! Optimus tries to tell him that the Sun will explode but of course Megatron doesn't believe him.

S: Megatron has belief issues. Megs picks up Optimus and chucks him through the air.

O: Gears attempts to save Prime by shooting at one of the machines controlling the energy grid causing the energy to go wild and nearly hit Starscream and Ironhide.

S: Megatron transforms, and then Soundwave shoots Gears... using Megatron?

O: Yes. We're like three for three with Soundwave shooting Megatron today, by the way. [laughs]

S: Optimus attempts to reason with Megs about the whole you know the Sun is going to explode thing.

O: The dreaded return of astro-seconds happens.

S: [groans]

O: [laughs] Megatron calls Gears over, who cheerfully calls Megs, “You rotten a hunk of scrap!”

S: Megatron orders him to repair the Solar Needle and he's like, “Ok, I don't want to, but ok.”

O: Gears is honestly hilarious in this episode because he's like, “Happy to be of service!” Then he mutters, “I wish I wasn't, but I am.” [laughs]

S: Objectively this is actually a very horrifying thing that’s happened to Gears.

O: Oh absolutely, but I do love the dialogue. [laughs]

S: The Autobots object very loudly to Gears being nice.

O: Megatron has the Seekers take aim at Optimus, but Optimus asks for a last request.

S: And then Megatron tells him, “To be quick about it!”

O: Optimus asks Gears for a favor. Gears, then gleefully shoots the Solar Needle.

S: And then another fight breaks out, but did the other one actually end?

O: That's the good question, right? Some highlights!

S: Optimus decks Megatron.

O: Ratchet karate kicks Thundercracker into a tree.

S: I love that bit, personally.

O: Yeah! Wheeljack decks Skywarp.

S: And then Gears picks up Starscream, whirls him around and tosses him into Soundwave.

O: Oh my god, again!?! Poor Soundwave! He keeps getting knocked down through no fault of his own!

S: And then the Cons retreat and Optimus demands that Megatron turn off the Solar Needle.

O: Our idiots continue to fight until Optimus kicks Megs off the platform and then it’s- finally freakin’ flies off.

S: Optimus proceeds to get down to business of getting this damn thing turned off.

O: Ratchet has to save his husband- I mean Wheeljack, kicking a boulder into a falling column to knock it away from him.

S: They promptly disagree on how to turn the stupid solar array off.

O: Wheeljack was right apparently, as Optimus yanks one of the wires out and finally shuts down the Solar Needle.

S: Gears asks for his personality circuit back, much to the chagrin of the other Autobots.

O: They were just talking about, “Oh no! How could you make Gears like this!?!” and then promptly want to leave Gears like this. You hypocrites!

S: It's horrifying.

O: It is!

S: Before they leave, they blow up the remaining equipment and everyone drives off as Gears starts complaining and leaving- they leave him behind.

O: Yeah, they leave him behind as he's like, complaining. So that's the end of today's episode. So join us next time for, ‘The Prime Problem’. [Should be ‘A Prime Problem,’ my bad! ~Owls] Megatron decides to build himself an Optimus Prime, an evil Optimus Prime that is. All right, Specs, what is our fan fic for today?

S: The first fanfic for today is, “A Night Like This,” by Scott Kempe. It's in the G1 cartoon continuity, it's rated K, it's Gen. There are no pairings, and characters are: Daniel Witwicky, Spike Witwicky, Hound and Gears. And in summary, “It's a night under the stars. With Gears.”

O: I love that with that summary, it's still Gen. Like, it sounds like a romantic date with Gears. I have no idea if that’s supposed to be the implication, but that's how I'm interpreting it.

S: I've read it, but it was so long ago at this point since I read it and put it on the thing. I don't actually remember. But it's a one shot, and the character rec for this as literally, ‘Gears’... so, yeah. And our next one is also Gears-centric. It's, “All That it Seems,” by Lnzy1 or L-N-Z-Y-1. Its G1 cartoon continuity. I apparently didn't put a rating on it, but it's probably rated K uh, K+.

O: K+, okay.

S: It's Gen, no pairings and it's Gears. That's the character, the only character in here-

O: [snorts]

S: -I guess. Uh, in- in summary, “Generation One. One-shot. Gears sees something that compels him to... gasp! Be helpful! Damn his Autobot core programming and his compassion circuits to the pits!”

O: [laughs]

S: And yeah, it's Gears-centric, that's why I chose it, and it's also a one shot. So thank you, let's go to the art recs.

O: Our fanartist for today is Koroa, who does a variety, I think? Primarily I saw Prime and IDW. I love their stuff, I wish I had more electronics I could stick stickers of their stuff on, you have no idea. And today we have linked some lovely art of the Autobot and Decepticon badges and some motivational Minimus and Ultra Magnus posters, of which I actually own now and are up by my desk. [laughs] Um, I also may definitely own stickers of the Decepticon and Autobot logos that are on my computers. We will be posting links to their Tumblr, you can find other links on our Tumblr.

S: And on their Tumblr I would assume?

O: Yes.

S: And that just about wraps it up for us today remember to check us out on Tumblr or Pillowfort as Afterspark-Podcast for any additional information, show notes, or links we may have mentioned. You can also find us on Facebook and Twitter @AftersparkPod (all on word) and various other locations by searching for Afterspark Podcast such as, AO3, iTunes, Google Podcasts, Stitcher and Youtube, just to name a few. Till next time, I'm Specs.

O: And I’m Owls!

S: Toodles.

[Outro Music]

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