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"Kim Taehyung tell me you had no idea about this", Seokjin curses. He shoos away the makeup artists, the camera men with a flip of his hand.

Taehyung raises an eyebrow, "about what?"

Seokjin shoves the iPad in his hands, "what the fuxk is this?"

The headlines flash across the whole of the screen:

"The famed greatest painter of the 21st century, Jeon Jungkook, is suing his now ex-fiancee for having put a 10 feet wide nude painting of Korea's sweetheart, the top model Kim Taehyung, on auction without his permission."

Taehyung's eyes widen in horror. His face pales. He opens his mouth but no words come out. Seokjin lets out a moan in agony as he sees the look on Taehyung's face, "you knew about this? Taehyung, I didn't even know you knew Jeon Jungkook!"

"H-hyung", he stutters. His hands are

are shaking really bad as he picks up his phone. His eyes are turning blurry but he doesn't need to search the contacts because he already deleted his number- years ago.

But he still had it memorized as he typed it in one go and called him.

"Taehyung", the voice is low-

breathy.

His face is crumbling. Taehyung never imagined he would get to hear his voice again in a situation like this, he never imagined it would be like this how he would get to talk to the one who escaped.

"J-Jungkook", his voice breaks in a stutters as he clutches at the

phone in a tight grip. "What is this?"

Jungkook's voice is strained, he sounds tired. It has him widening his eyes further- because Jungkook was always calm, he was always the collected one. They broke up because-

"I am sorry, Taehyung, I am so sorry angel", That nickname

breaks something more in him.

"Jungkook what-"

"I didn't know she was going to do that. She- I hid them well. She found them ages ago and I told her they were art. Just art pieces and she went quite. I didn't know she was secretly looking into auctioning them off", Jungkook

curses, "by the time I found, it was all over the news that it was your painting that was going to be sold and the media went crazy before I could stop!"

Taehyung shakes his head, "my- my-"

"I am having everyone delete the picture they got hold of of the painting, I am suing

the one who has spread the picture. I am sorry, I am so sorry Taehyung."

"Jungkook, why do you have them? You were supposed to burn them right? You told me you did."

Jungkook is silent for the longest of time, "I couldn't", he whispers. "I couldn't."

But before Taehyung can

say something more, the other is rushing, "but I promise, its going to be off the internet in no time."

Taehyung feels too fearful to ask those questions again. He has buries Jungkook away for a reason, they had buried their relationship away for a reason. He didn't want to open

the box of old, tear stained memories again because Jungkook's fiancée decided to sell his painting.

"My parents", Taehyung whispers, my fans", his voice turns fearful, "I have never even done a nude shoot, Jungkook. My image. You know this-"

"I know", Jungkook sounds in pain

"you think I would have willingly allowed people to see you half naked even much less like this?"

Taehyung knows, oh Taehyung knows.

One of the very reasons they broke up was because he was Victoria's secret's angel.

So Taehyung knows well.

"What do I do?" Taehyung

shakes his head, "what do I do?"

"Let me handle it", Jungkook begs, "please. Let my HR team talk to your HR. I will talk to your parents- I will explain everything. Nobody has to find out about our re-relationship", Jungkook stutters, "just like no one did before. I will act

like I drew it from my imagination. I will be seen as your crazed fan but I wouldn't mind being seen as your crazed fan Taehyung because I was always one, so let me please?"

It stings. The way Jungkook speaks about their past relationship stings. Because it sounds like it was a

cheap dirty secret. It was not.

But then, Taehyung never treated it better than that ever did he?

"I-"

"Taehyung", Seokjin says, "Let me talk to him. We need to contact his HR team and have this settled properly so your name doesn't get dragged. We will-"

"No!" Taehyung

says in a hurry, "no, I know what you have in mind. No Jungkook", he whispers to the phone, "you are not going to take the blame", he feels tears clouding his eyes, "you are acclaimed as the youngest genius painter of this century. I can't have that image of you tarnished for

something your fiancée did-"

"I will take care of it", Jungkook is stubborn, his voice is heavy. Taehyung shakes his head, "no fuxk you, you can't control this too Jungkook. I am not going to let you-"

"Taehyung, angel", Taehyung's resolve cracks at the nickname, "please. I

need to save you and I don't care if it destroys me instead but I need to save you. Now please give the phone to Seokjin-ssi."

Seokjin is still standing taut in front of him. Taehyung has a tear rolling down his eyes as he silently hands the phone over to Jungkook. He feels

powerless again like he did in the last moments of their waning relationship.

Fuxk.

He stares in the mirror silently- a broken beauty with cracked skin looks back at him.

A picture of him naked was on the internet, on the media- for his parents to see, for his fans to judge

him on.

But,

He had been wrong, he had been so wrong. He had thought he was over Jungkook, over their relationship but hearing Jungkook's voice made him realize that just the man's voice was enough to suck him right back in to the hell he had barely escaped.

Because he knew he was getting ruined this very second but the only thoughts in his mind was- why had Jungkook kept his paintings? Did he have the others? Why did Jungkook want to destroy himself for him when the last words he had heard from him were-

𝘐 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘛𝘢𝘦𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘨.

Why?

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Tags

◎ famous painter Jungkook × supermodel Taehyung
◎ misunderstandings, loads of it
◎ exes to lovers
◎ possessive behaviour, jealousy
◎ tabloids, media
◎ angst

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He kisses him and Taehyung lets him, his mind drifting around elsewhere. Taehyung blinks when they part and tries to smile.

"I can't believe you didn't tell me before", Seojoon says, "that Jeon Jungkook was your ex."

Taehyung nods. His voice is quiet, "he is. I- I didn't

say because-", he breaks off.

Because it was too painful to talk about. Because it would have killed a piece of him to even mention his name.

"Just because", he whispers. Seojoon looks at him with as he rubs the back of his neck, "he drew you beautifully."

Taehyung feels goosebumps rising on his skin as he looks at Seojoon, "you saw the painting?"

He nods, "its everywhere on the internet now. A glimpse of Jeon Jungkook's art is like a piece of heaven they say which I didn't believe until I saw you in the painting."

Taehyung

shakes his head, "but it was taken without his permission- without my permission- nobody is allowed to see that painting-"

"Not even your boyfriend?" Seojoon's voice is not above a whisper as he whispers it against his skin.

Taehyung shakes his head, "that painting belongs to

Jungkook. If he doesn't-"

"He is your ex-lover, Tae", Seojoon puts a kiss on his ear, "he doesn't own you anymore."

Taehyung inches himself away, "what does that mean? You do not own me either."

"I didn't mean it like that", Seojoon sighs, looking at him with clear eyes, "I

wouldn't, you know that."

Taehyung just lets out a breathe, "I am just stressed. I don't want to hear about the painting anymore- I don't fancy having my whole body out for the world to see like that."

"You are a Victoria's Secret angel, Tae, you will be fine." Taehyung grits

his teeth but doesn't say anything anymore. It always amazes him how everyone perceives being a model to having no modesty- having no qualms about being naked. He purses his lips as he applies the lotion.

No one understood what modesty meant to him- not even his parents, no one

but Jungkook, that is.

He continues rubbing the lotion against his skin. Seojoon is drifting around, doing whatever that he did as his nightly routine.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦?"

Taehyung

freezes- Jungkook's voice had disappeared, it had disappeared- what was- no. He shakes his head as he picks up his phone and gets out of their bedroom to make a call, "hey hyung."

"Taehyung?" Yoongi's voice is gruff from the other side, "its past midnight. What are you doing

up?"

"His voice hyung", Taehyung whispers, "its back in my head and I can't, I can't-"

Yoongi sighed from the other end, "this is what I was fearing when the news came out. You talked to him I presume?"

His voice shakes. Taehyung clutches the phone tighter, "he called me."

"You shouldn't have answered the call", Yoongi reprimands, "your break up ruined you- almost had you", he breaks of, "I told you to block him, I told you to be careful."

"The painting hyung, what would I have done?"

Before Yoongi can says anything, Taehyung continues, "its the