Jungkook is a good best friend

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Jungkook dropped the bags of food right by the door, not even caring that the bottles of strawberry milk rolled across the floor. The next second, he was hugging Taehyung tightly, ready to take away all his pain. Hearing the younger's sobs was unbearable torture for Jungkook. Mixed emotions raged inside Jungkook: wild rage at Sam, who had dared to trample the younger's heart, mingled with a piercing, terrifying tenderness for Taehyung.

Jungkook carefully tangled his fingers in Taehyung's tousled hair, gently stroking the back of his head. His other arm wrapped tightly around his waist, pressing him to his chest as if physically blocking him from the world. He felt Taehyung tremble, his fingers clutching the fabric of his hoodie at his back. The helplessness took Jungkook's breath away. He buried his nose in Taehyung's head and whispered softly into his hair:

— Quiet, hyung... I'm here, I'm already near. Please, breathe. This bastard isn't worth a single tear of yours, not a single second of your suffering. Do you hear me, Tae? Please, never doubt me. I'm not going anywhere and I'll never, do you hear me, never abandon you. I'll be here as long as you need me. Cry if you need to, I'm holding you and I'll never let you go.