𝗦𝗼𝗳𝘁 & 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 ✓

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Namjoon knocked on the door. "Ready to go?"

"Yeah. Just give me a second." Yoongi smiles.

Namjoon nods. "I'll be downstairs waiting."

Yoongi nods too, going through their nightstand drawer that..really didn't have anything important there. He just..looks through it. Seokjin was kind to give them clothes, their old clothes in some type of trash bag to take it with them—if they want to.

But the thing is, Yoongi was actually stalling. He still haven't gotten an answer from what Seokjin said to him about knowing the truth. He wants to know what he's talking about and what Namjoon is keeping away from their relationship.

He needs to know. Now.

Yoongi got a knock on the door, making him turn around, fluttering his eyes. "Jin-Hyung."

"You needed me?"

"Close the door." Yoongi closed the drawer.

Seokjin blinked and swiftly did, closing the door behind him. His brows knitted. "What's up?"

"Tell me."

"Tell you what?"

"What is he keeping from me."

Seokjin just stares at him and noticing something. Yoongi was being serious. His brows were knitted, he didn't disconnect eye contact and didn't even stutter his own words like he usually does. He was for sure serious and needs to know what's going on.

Seokjin sighs. "I'll feel horrible if I tell you."

"I know you will. But I need you to tell me because I don't want to leave until I get my answer. Please." Yoongi softly says.

Seokjin bit the inside of his cheek, slightly lowering his head. It's time.

"Namjoon and I..were uh.." The older gulps hard. "Every time he disappeared when you guys were talking..we have..sex for Namjoon's stress relief. But we stopped when you two got together—I swear."

Yoongi froze at his words.
Oh, how bad Seokjin felt and wanting to hug him by apologizing. But he can't. He knows that Yoongi's heart dropped and broke into millions of pieces. He didn't want to tell him. But when he's serious and he deserves to know.

"But—Yoongi," Seokjin bent down and softly placed his hands on his shoulders. "look at me."

Yoongi looked up at him with his jaw clenched, feeling his emotions build up in his mind and heart. His eyes were tearing up that his vision started to blur, his hands were into a fist with them shaking.

"It was only that, Yoongi. There was really nothing going on between me and him." Seokjin softly says. "He never seen me like that—he brought you up so many times in our conversations because he was so into you and didn't want to hurt you. He doesn't know what he's doing. He was afraid, Yoongi. Afraid to hurt you. That's why he hasn't told you this."

Yoongi took the older's hands off his shoulders, moving away and turning around. Seokjin stood back up, brows curled in worry. Yoongi shakily covered his mouth, closing his eyes tight and slowly lowering to the floor.

I broke him badly. Seokjin lowers his head. "We met when Jimin was arrested. Even if he was free from that guy, he could've killed himself if I didn't stop him."

Yoongi covers his face with both of his hands, now fully crying.

Seokjin sighs. "He was standing on an edge of a bridge, Yoongi. And he never told his Aunt about it. He's been hiding like this because he's scared, like a little kid. He showed his real self to you the whole time. I'm... I'm really and extremely sorry for all of this."

Yoongi wouldn't answer him.

Seokjin stayed where he was. If he wasn't part of the problem, he would be hugging him by now and apologizing more than he is.
Yoongi didn't hear him at all when the older was talking. His mind was too busy and filled up. He lied to me this whole time. He looked at me and said lies. Why wouldn't he tell me in the beginning before things got serious? Yoongi just continues to cry, covering his own ears.

Seokjin just tears up, forcing himself to face away.

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i kind of repeated a lot 😔