Jeon Jungkook 60

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

"Fell in love?" Jung smiled, sitting with his friend on the rooftop parapet, his eyes memorizing Taehyung's face, where the crimson glow played in the reflections.

"Yes," the elder one beamed happily, with that same square smile. "We're dating."

"Boy, girl?" Kim doesn't catch it, but her black eyes become sharper.

• By God.

And a week later, Taehyung was dumped.

“I heard you're in a relationship?” His attentive eyes reflect the older man, just like two years ago.

“Yes,” the young man answered somewhat hesitantly, smiling modestly.

“And who is he? She?” Kim understands from Jungkook's voice that it's impossible not to answer.

“Woo-shik,” and Taehyung looks away, biting his lip. He knows he shouldn't have said it, and he also knows what will happen later.

Later, he gets dumped.

"You know, sometimes I think we're made for each other," Jungkook says easily, turning his head toward Taehyung, the one who's been in his thoughts since his youth, making him do rash things. "Maybe that's why we're so unlucky in relationships, what do you think?"