SENSITIVE

SENS || 07

"Hyunjin stop being so rude or else you won't get anything at all." The deep voice came from the brunette with a very hot australian accent. (A/N: Felix is Korean but his nationality is Australian so he has an accent, this is real info too but anywho STAN STRAYKIDS)

Jeongguk was more than suprised and not because of the accent but because of how deep his voice was. It was deeper than Taehyung's which he didn't think there would be one any deeper but the ravenette quickly gathered himself.

"Now let me ask politely, are you in need of anything? I'm Felix." The brunette stuck his hand out and Jeongguk took it carefully.

"Um c-can you give me a ride? M-My friend is late to pick me up a-and it's r-really cold."

"Sure, do you have everything you need?"

"Y-Yeah."

"Well get in then, you can give me your address later, me and Hyunjin have to make a few stops first."

As Jeongguk grabbed onto the handle of the back door he heard another voice interrupting and felt a hand grabbing his wrist.

"There will be no need for that I'll take him home, I already know where he stays."

"Really? Thanks Taehyung, I'm glad he has someone he knows around these parts."

"Yeah, yeah lets go Jeongguk."

The boy sadly watched as Felix and his boyfriend pulled off, leaving him and Taehyung alone.

"Why didn't you come ask me for a ride?"

"What do you think?" Jeongguk's hostile manner was already on the surface as he crossed his arms and glared at Taehyung.

"Still holding grudges I see."

"Still whoring around I see."

Taehyung sighed as he pulled Jeongguk flat up against him, "Now baby you know I don't w***e around."

The ravenette in response turned his head away from him, refusing to make eye contact with the older. His arms were awkwardly bent at Taehyung's sides, hands balled into fists. It was weird to be in this position in the middle of the parking lot.

"Jeongguk, look at me."

Silence. That's all he got in response, its not like he didn't enjoy looking at Taehyung's face. Even if you don't like him you can't deny his beauty.

"Jeongguk stop being immature and look at me."

He turned his head, looking Taehyung dead in his eyes. A glare still situated on his face, and his lips in a pout. The older's hands were still on his waist, still warm and comforting but still full of betrayal and lies.

"Good, now go get in my car, it's the same one I had when we were together."

"I'll just wai-"

"Go get in my car."

"O-Okay"

Jeongguk pulled away from Taehyung and walked in the opposite direction. Towards a highly recognizable vehicle, one he had rode in many times. It held many memories, many that he wouldn't share would just anyone and as he took steps closer and closer to the vehicle, the more hurt he began to feel.

The power of pain, hurt, and rejection were beginning to shine through, but he tried to hold back the salty liquid threatning to spill out of his eyes, "Y-You're strong Jeongguk and you're over this asshole who left you for no reason."

The younger grabbed the handle of the door and pulled it open. Revealing the same leather seat he used to sit in, the same seat where he had his first kiss and boy did it hurt. It hurt to think that he had to relive this. Relive sitting in this very seat and locking hands with his boyfriend. Relive the amount of feelings that swelled in his heart, when he used to watch Taehyung drive and tap on the little divider that was between them.

"Jeongguk?"

He turned around to see Taehyung standing there, the boy wasn't aware of the tears running down his face or the expression that was on his face. All he was aware of was Taehyung's presence and his presence alone. All he was aware of was Taehyung's hands cupping his face and the feeling of his lips pressing down on the tears that sat still on his face.

That's all Jeongguk could feel, the feeling of being loved and taken care of. It was stupid of him to let Taehyung do this but he couldn't help. No matter how strong he wanted to be he knew it was best for himself to let his heart break and then rebuild it. So despite Taehyung's words and calming touch he cried harder. He cried until he couldn't anymore in the arms of the one who broke his heart.