Tears wouldn't cease, and emotions eluded expression as the two held each other after a long time. Jungkook was hurt, mad, and upset, and forgot everything upon witnessing Taehyung's exquisitely sorrowful face. The artist promptly forgot about his own emotions, embracing Taehyung tightly with no intention of letting go. His actions were an outcome of his hidden love, a force that washed away anger and pain, causing him to forget the recent painful days. All that remained in his thoughts was one thing—to keep Taehyung close and safe in his arms.

"Tae…" Jungkook murmured into the crook of the brunet's neck. His familiar scent breathed new life into Jungkook— the texture of his cheek against the artist's skin, the warmth, and his entire essence served as a remedy for the artist. Everything turned dark for the brunet as he shut his eyes, letting his body be engulfed by the artist's magical embrace, a tsunami of comfort rushing over his entire existence.