[CONTENTID1]Chapter 36[/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2] Crush on you [/CONTENTID2]

[CONTENTID3] It´s his life [/CONTENTID3]

[CONTENTID4] 

Jungkook was staring at Taehyung. He was sitting in the classroom.

A cute little lie, the right perfume, and the slot system ran on full speed again.

They were back from the MT for a week.

Taehyung was sleeping over at Yoongi´s house.

Jungkook had tried to approach him the whole week. He had called him several times. He had sent messages. He had not replied once.

He tried to talk to him at school, but Taehyung just turned around and walked away whenever he came near him.

He did not yell at him.

Or curse at him.

He didn´t call him alien or pet.

He just had these sad eyes and walked away.

That made it even worse. Jungkook was aching for him to yell at him and abuse him with words. But he didn´t do it.

He saw him sitting in the front row, surrounded by his slot girls.

His face was like a stone. No emotions. Not even angry. It was just blank.

The school bell rang, and the class was over.

Jungkook jumped up and tried to dodge the crowd of girls. Before he was halfway through, Taehyung stood up, grabbed his bag, and left the classroom.

He walked down the hallway with hanging shoulders, his eyes glued on the floor.

Jungkook knew it was his fault.
He wanted to walk after him, yell his name, jump at him, and smell his strawberry scent. But Taehyung’s shadow just got smaller and smaller and disappeared when he turned to the hallway's corner.

Taehyung sighed in relief.

The school was over, another day that he had managed without talking to him.

He wanted to talk to and scream at him as he did at that river at the MT before, but his heart froze to an iceblock every time he came near him. He couldn´t stand being near him.

Tonight he would go out and party with his friends. He was sure that Namjoon would drag him too. He groaned and massaged his jaw.

He didn´t care anymore. He thought that they had gotten closer. He even had shown affection toward him in public.

He had cursed at all the girls to protect him.

And then... these words. He had never felt like this before. Never. It was... hurting. It was painful. Even his body was affected. A terrible headache was stubbornly in his head for days now. He felt depressed. He cried when he was alone.

It was pitiful. He hated himself for this. But he couldn´t help it.

Tonight he would drink that feeling away. Whatever. He just wanted back his life before that damn guy had shattered his heart.

Jungkook was walking home.

Namjoon was walking behind him. Massaging his shoulders.

„Let´s go out tonight, okay?“ he said.

„Will he come?“

„Yep.“

„Do you think he will stay when I join?“

„I don’t know, to be honest. Let´s just try it.“

Since the fight, the club had split up into two groups.

Yoongi and Hoseok stayed with Taehyung in school, at lunch, and in the class. Namjoon and Jimin spent their time with him.

„Why are you guys doing this?“ he whispered.

„Doing what?“ Jimin grabbed his hand and squeezed it a little bit.

„Aish...“ Jungkook teared up again.

„What do you mean?“ he asked again.

„Why are you splitting up like this? Your boyfriends hang around with him, and you hang around with me. I feel bad about it.“

„We are your friends.“ Namjoon laughed and ruffled his head.

Jimin pushed his cheeks up. „Laugh a little. You look stupid with that depressed face.“

„Do you think he will talk to me again?“

Namjoon said nothing.

„I hope so...“ Jimin whispered.

Taehyung was standing in front of the mirror.
He looked good. As always. Outstanding. Perfectly styled. The club would be his property tonight.

Not even the nerd would top his appearance.

„Just talk to him.“ Hoseok was sitting behind him. Yoongi nodded.

„What should I talk about? He said everything he wanted to say. I don´t care anymore. His decision. I am cool with it.“

„Don´t lie, hyung. I can see that you are suffering.“

„I am suffering because of your stupid and annoying voices.“ Taehyung whispered.

Hoseok sighed.

„Don´t do it tonight, okay? Please... just don´t do it.“

„This is my club. My slots. And I will do whatever I want.“

„Hyung... just... think about it, okay? He lied, you know that. Try to understand him. He is ashamed. He believes it´s his fault what happened in the states.“

„Shut up.“

„Hyung...“

Taehyung turned around and stared at the two guys in front of him.

His friends.

„If you don´t stop talking like that, you can raise that pet yourself. Got it?!“

Hoseok just hid his face in his hands. Yoongi nodded slowly.

He took his phone out and stared at the display.

37 unread messages. Taehyung forced the tears down again. 

„Let´s go.“

Jungkook was staring at the Diva.

„It looks better...“he mumbled while adding the ointment.

„Will he talk to me?“ he asked.

Jin sighed. „I´ve never seen him like this before. It won´t be easy. He is confused right now, I think. He is not used to this emotional thing. Done.“

He put on his shirt again.

„Thanks for doing this.“

Jin just nodded.

„If he do