𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 | 𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐦𝐢𝐧

26

After Suran left, there were lots of questions, screaming, and anger.

Yoongi was taking it all, looking in every direction as multiple things were shouted at him.

Jimin didn't know what to do, so he simply sat on the couch and watched everyone else yell at the man. The baby kicked, and Jimin put his hand out to try and soothe him, remembering that Hyuna had said not to stress himself out.

Look how well that was going.

Jimin watched as Yoongi backed into the wall, keeping everyone at arms-length, even Namjoon. Their eyes met briefly, and Jimin just knew.

Yoongi never wanted this. Never wanted to hurt anyone. He was just trying to do the right thing, and yet he looked like a cornered animal, with nowhere to run. The lies had caught up with him and he was stuck.

Yoongi was scared, and that scared Jimin, seeing how worn out and beaten down he looked.

A moment more and Yoongi was turning to his right and sprinting out the door, leaving everyone with more questions. Jimin looked at everyone in confusion.

"What the hell?" Taehyung said eyebrows scrunched.

The pink haired boy turned to look at Namjoon, hoping he would have some insight as to what Suran was yelling in English. He was the only one, who could comprehend what she was saying.

Well, aside from Yoongi, apparently.

Jimin added 'bilingual' to the growing list of things he didn't know about the older boy.

Namjoon shrugged, "I'm just as confused as the rest of you, but Jimin, I don't think she knew you two were dating. She was genuinely shocked to find out."

Jimin shut his eyes, rubbing his temple. He could feel a headache coming on.

"You know what? I don't care right now, I'm done. I just want to sleep."

Taehyung noticed the expression on his best friend's face, and nodded, patting Jungkook on the shoulder.

"I think that's a good idea. Why don't we leave you to some peace and quiet? I'm sure Jin wouldn't mind sleeping in Namjoon's room for the night, right?"

Jimin's brother looked like he wanted to protest, but seeing the way Jimin looked made his eyes soften and he nodded. The boy was grateful. He really just needed to be alone for a bit.

The boys started leaving one by one, pulling him into a tight hug, before walking out the door. Jin was last, holding on for as long as he could, giving Jimin a small smile and brushing some hair out of his face.

With everyone finally gone, Jimin sighed, collapsing on the bed after a nice warm shower.

He slipped under the covers, relishing in how comfortable it felt.

And just as he was drifting to sleep, there was an incessant pounding on his door.

Groaning, he pulled himself to his feet and went to the door. Looking through the peephole, he sighed, pressing his head to the back of the wooden surface before unlocking it and throwing it open.

-

Yoongi was a weird drunk.

While most were loud and rowdy, Yoongi became silent and brooding.

More so than he already was.

Jimin watched as the boy practically fell on the floor when the door opened.

"Whoops," he said, stumbling in.

Jimin winced at the stench of alcohol coming off him, it was like he'd bathed in it. The boy reached out, just as Yoongi started leaning forward, tripping over nothing.