Fake Boyfriend || A Taekook Fanfic - Chapter 39: Chapter 39

JUNGKOOK'S POV
Father really knows how to annoy me. Those guys who came earlier for the meeting where from our company and they had come to discuss about some project which was having some issues. I was quick to solve it and sent them away since I was really hungry and my Sunday was ruined. I could clearly see that it was a test sent by my father. What an ass he is!
I bet he still doesn't believe that I can handle private life and business life. Did I ask that I want to do business now? Nope. He decided and now he sends me files and reports to analyze. I wish I had a normal father. Like Taehyung's father.
Suddenly someone pounded on my door. Must be Taehyung since there was no one else in the house and I sent away Lily a little bit early today. I got up from my chair and made my way to the door. I opened it and saw a fuming Taehyung holding his laptop under his right arm. Now this is interesting. I leaned against the door and smirked.
"What does my honey want from me?" I asked him and he glared at me.
"Why did you go into my room?" he asked and I mentally sighed. He was still not over it. I only went into his room to get my bracelet which accidently fell off in the morning before we left for Namjoon's house. That bracelet was my favorite and I didn't want to lose it.
"Simply," I grinned. I wanted to tease him a bit before I actually tell him the truth.
"LIAR!" he yelled at me and I stared at him in shock. Was this my imagination or was Taehyung actually pissed at me? On top of that, he was yelling at me. Okay...weird.
He grabbed the collar of my shirt with his left hand and pulled me towards him, "What did you do to my laptop?" he growled and some part of me flinched when he said those words. He was actually pissed and the way he was talking to me was scary.
"Your laptop? I-I-I didn't do anything," I stuttered, but he continued to glare at me, "What happened to it?"
"What happened?" he chuckled and suddenly he pushed me down and I fell on the ground. What the...?
"Don't act like you don't know, you ass," he yelled at me and I was shocked by his sudden temper.
"Taehyung, I swear I have no clue what you are talking about?"
"You don't know? Oh...I see," he laughed and knelt in front of me, "Let me refresh your memory then. You deleted all my anime videos and pictures. Now do you remember?"
Deleted his anime? Seriously? For this, he is pissed. What the hell? Is a kid or something? More importantly, I did not even touch his laptop.
"I don't know who deleted it, but I am telling you I didn't. And why are you getting so worked up from this tiny situation?"
"You don't know? You are probably the only know who knows my password since you were the one who copied the project into the pen drive. Plus, I am worked up for a tiny situation?" he snarled at me, "Those videos....why did you delete them? Do you hate me so much that you choose to delete the things I love?"
"When I said I didn't, it means I didn't do it. You just can't blame me like that."
"You are lying. Then why exactly did you go into my room then?" he asked me.
"I am not. If you want I will tell you the truth. When I went to call you, accidently my bracelet fell and I didn't know that. Later when you left, I realized it was missing and searched the entire house and that's when I entered your room and saw it. Other than that, I didn't do anything else." I finished telling him, but from the look on his face, he didn't believe it.
"What a nice story," he chuckled and glared at me, "Why do you make these stories up instead of just accepting the truth?" Now he was really getting on my nerves. I told him the truth and still he didn't believe. Who the heck would be so childish like him? Piece of crap! I got up and pointed my finger at him.
"Look this is the last time I am telling you. I did not touch your belongings at all and—"
"You did," he interrupted me, "You did it. You hate me so much and that's why you did it."
"What the heck?!" I yelled at him and he glared back at me, "Why are you acting so childish? You can download those videos and pictures again. And plus, I did not delete them, okay? I. Did. Not."
"LIAR!" he yelled and clutched his laptop to his chest, "You are a liar, a pervert and a big f**king ass! I can download them again, that's true. But who the f**k told you to touch my personal stuff? Stop acting like you are the one who is right here!"
"Fine then," I yelled at him, "Get out of my house and never show me your face. You think I hate you, right? Fine go away! I don't like people who just blame on others without thinking twice."
"FINE, I AM GOING!" he yelled at me and turned away, "Plus, I break our contract. I am no longer your f**king fake boyfriend. Go find another one, you playboy!" He ran out of the room and I heard the front door bang shut. He was gone.
Gone?
He was actually gone. Good riddance!
Well, it was his fault for shouting at me for no goddamn reason! He blamed it all on me and didn't even believe what I said. Plus, he got so pissed over that. You can fricking get those videos and pictures back again. He was like a child, who cried for everything and blamed the person whom he hates the most. He is so childish. He deserved it. He is just a...a...what the heck is this?
I could feel something warm filling up my eyes and flowing down my cheeks. I touched the warm liquid and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes grew wide with shock when I saw my face.
Tears? I was crying? What the...? I wiped them with my sleeves, but they kept coming and coming. Why aren't they stopping? Why are they still flowing out? Why does my chest pain so much?
All I could feel now were the warm tears on my face, a huge lump which was stuck in my throat and the painful throbbing in my chest. Am I in pain? Is it because of...him? His face suddenly flashed in my mind and the pain in my chest increased and so did the tears.
Am I crying because of Taehyung?
I shouldn't have shouted at him. I shouldn't have thrown him out. What have I done?
You are the cause of my Euphoria~
My phone rang and I picked it up. Jimin? Why was he calling me? I answered the call and placed the phone near my ear.
"Yo. Buddy. What's up?" he yelled from the other side.
"Nothing much."
"Where is my Tae baby? I want to know what dirty things you did to him today." I did not know what to say. I could lie and say he was sleeping, but no words could come out from mouth.
"He is sleeping." Suddenly I sobbed and he heard it.
"Hey, Jungkook. Are you crying?"
"No, I am not."
"Shut up! You are. What happened?"
"I SAID I AM NOT CYRING!"
"STOP SHOUTING, YOU FRICKING DUMBASS!"
"WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO, HUH? IT WAS NOT MY FAULT AND NOW HE LEFT ME FOR GOOD! I shouted at him, Jimin. I fricking threw him out of the house in the middle of the night."
"Left you?" Shit! I face-palmed myself when I realized what I told him. "Jungkook. Where is Taehyung?"
"He went back to his house."
"Why?"
"Because..." I explained him everything and when I was done I was crying.
"Jungkook. What are you going to do?"
"I-I-I don't know. I will go to his house and apologize and—"
"No. Don't do it."
"Huh?"
"He is the one at fault, not you."
"What do you mean?"
"Think about it. Taehyung blamed you without thinking twice and I am pretty sure you didn't go and delete his anime stuff. You don't need to apologize for something you didn't do. Taehyung is...he is always like this. When his emotions take over him, he will blame the first person that comes in his head."
"So at first, he thought I was the one who did it?"
"Yeah. It looks like that. But when he calms down he will realize his mistake and he would start to feel guilty. Then he would personally apologize when he is at fault."
"What should I do?"
"Just wait. He will come to you."
"Okay, then—"
"Hold on...he is calling me now. I am going to go now. Bye."
"Bye."
"Don't cry now. I will handle it." He cut the call and I sighed. Thanks Jimin. Thanks for helping me.
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TAEHYUNG'S POV
He said that he didn't do it and I am supposed to believe him just like that. Yeah right! He was the one who hates me the most. I let down my guard and he attacked me where it hurts the most. I paid the cab driver and walked home. Luckily I had some money in my pajama pockets or else, I would have to walk all the way home. It would probably take me seven months to reach home.
It was pretty weird being out in the streets wearing pajamas and clutching a laptop in your hands. I was probably seen as a kid who got kicked out. Guess what? I was kicked out by a guy.
I hate Jeon Jungkook. I really really hate him. Why did he do that? What the f**k was his problem? Was it because of that slap that I gave him?
All those anime videos and pictures...they were like my treasures. Those funny moments and the stupidity of the characters, all of them made me laugh when I was left in the dark. Those dark days when I didn't feel like living and wanted to end my existence. For some reason, watching anime brought the light into my soul. It was pretty weird that non-existing creatures could help me, but it was true.
Deleting those memories...it was painful. Why would he do that? I shouldn't have trusted him. Suddenly it started to rain and I glared at the sky. Seriously!? Just how much more do you want me to suffer? Oh wait...MY LAPTOP! I should have told that driver to drop me at my house, but I didn't have enough money and he dropped me a kilometer from my house.
How to protect my laptop? Is it water-proof?
IT IS NOT!
I quickly tucked it under my thin tee shirt and made a run towards my house. Luckily it wasn't raining heavily, but those dark, menacing clouds told otherwise. I safely got inside and carefully placed my laptop on my couch. It was just a little wet and I found a towel to wipe it dry. I saw my pajamas and they were drenched. At least the laptop lives! Hooray!
I looked out of the window and it started to rain heavily. Just in time. Come to think of it, wasn't this the first time I became really angry? Last time I was pissed was when Jungkook came to my house, but that was just sadness and rage mixed together. This was pure anger.
To be honest, even I was scared when I yelled at him. My own anger took over me and turned me into a monster.
He must be pretty pissed at me for yelling at him. But...did he actually not do it? He said that he came to my room to get his bracelet, but was it true? Was he actually telling the truth or was this just one of his tricks?
Let us think carefully. Jungkook knew my password long ago...okay, not so long, but he could have deleted then that time itself. Plus, I don't think he lies often...has he lied to me before? I think he hasn't. He knows my secret and he knows I love anime a lot...he wouldn't do something like that to hurt me.
Come to think of it, he was always straight forward when it comes to insulting me. For him, doing dirty things behind someone's back was considered as a cowardly act. Maybe I misunderstood him. It had to be someone else. It...isn't Jungkook.
Maybe...Leishi?
Oh god! What have I done? It is obviously not Jungkook. He wouldn't dare to do something like that. And I got pissed over a tiny thing like that. I could obviously download them again. What have I done? Now he probably hates me. If I apologize to him, will he forgive me? At such type of situations, I always called Jimin for advice.
I picked up my phone and dialed his number. It rang for some time  and it sounded like he was busy. So I decided to cut the call, but he suddenly answered it.
"Whassup Tae baby."
"Jimin... are you still drunk?"
"What a way to talk to your friend?! I am not. I am pretty much sober. So why did you call me so late?"
"I did a big mistake today."
"Aish! What happened? Don't tell me you slapped Jungkook again?"
"No. I did something worst."
"Oooo...sounds interesting. Tell me."
"It is not nice. I...I blamed him for something he didn't do and we had a huge fight about it. I believe he is pissed at me now."
"Then apologize to him. Simple."
"But I...he won't forgive me. He probably hates me more now."
"I can't understand anything. Why don't you tell me the entire story then?" and so I told him about those videos and then Jungkook and me fighting.
"So that's what happened. What are you going to do then?"
"I don't know. I think I should apologize to him."
"Then go apologize. You know it was your mistake for getting angry at him for no reason."
"Okay then. I will call him and—"
"No. Apologize to him face-to-face."
"But...he will—"
"I am pretty sure if you explain to him the truth then he won't scold you or hate you."
"Maybe you are right."
"I am always right." I smiled.
"But he told me not to come to his house ever again."
"He must have told it by mistake. Anger makes you tell things that you don't actually mean. It's okay, trust me."
"Fine, then I will be going now."
"Yes. All the best. Fighting!"
"Thanks." I cut the call and sighed. I should go now. But can I?
My throat was parched from all that screaming and fighting and crying. I went to the fridge and I took out the water bottle. I drank the whole thing and coughed. Eww! This is not water, it tastes like apple juice. A weird one too. I put the bottle back in the fridge and went to the front door. I stopped and stared at the handle.
Should I really go? Will he forgive me? Jungkook wasn't the arrogant and self-centered guy I thought he would be. He was kind and always helped me. Maybe he will forgive him. I hope he does. You can do it, Taehyung!
I reached for the handle and suddenly my head felt dizzy and everything was spinning around me. What...is...happening?