“Why are you even coming close to me?”

Taehyung stared at the back of Jimin’s head for a moment. The sound that followed had to have been the sound of his heart sinking further into his stomach and breaking slowly. It really hurt. He went ahead and moved closer to Jimin, the other stiffening up once he was finally touched. Taehyung didn’t hesitate to climb onto the bed and settle on his knees behind the smaller male, hugging him from behind and burying his face against Jimin’s nape. With his arms locked under Taehyung’s hold, he couldn’t move. He didn’t really want to though. He only wanted to get away so that his best friend wouldn’t be able to see him cry.