Jungkook's

– Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The keys jingled in the hallway. Jungkook tossed his briefcase onto the console table and froze, listening. The apartment was suspiciously quiet, even though the light in the living room was on.

He walked silently down the corridor and stopped in the doorway.

Taehyung was kneeling in front of the coffee table. A small mirror and a rolled-up bill lay before him. Taehyung sniffed loudly, traced the line with his finger, and rubbed it thoroughly into his gums. He hadn't heard the lock click.

Jungkook looked at his focused, gaunt face, at the way his fingers trembled, and felt something snap inside. Not anger. A cold, sticky void.

Taehyung looked up and met his gaze, a primal, animalistic terror splashing in his eyes. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out, only a silent "I...".

Jungkook stepped forward. He wanted to grab him by the shoulders and shake him until he promised to quit this filth. But he simply walked closer, crouched down beside the sofa, and removed the mirror from the table.

Taehyung cringed, expecting a blow or a scream. But Jungkook remained silent. He looked at him for a long time, studying him, and then his face twitched. Instead of anger, a tired, lingering pain appeared in his eyes.

"Stupid," Jungkook's voice was quiet and hoarse. "How did I let you slip away?"

Taehyung is addicted