Out running karma (Jimin X BTS)

Chapter 20

Suga paced back and forth in his room as the fight with Namjoon played in his mind. His frist clenched. The cracking of his knuckles could be heard in the awfully quiet surroundings. 

'Only if he hadn't done that. Only if he hadn't said that. Only if he hadn't been a bitch. A pure ass. Only if- 

Only if I hadn't told him. Only if I had not agreed with him. Only if I had used my mind rather than following his words. Only if-' 

He sighed running his sweaty fingers into his now damp, after shower hair. As the time passed his blood boiled even more. Namjoon didn't only fuck up himself but also dumped down the little compassion Yoongi had mustered.

His thoughts were interrupted by an annoyingly loud knock on his door. He opened the door already knowing that it was Jin. 

" What? Tell me how stupid I am" he huffed crossing his arms and leaning over the door. 

Jin shook his head. "No, I am here for something else." He shifted a bit trying to get into the younger room. 

"I am not in the mood to talk. Especially if it's related to Jimin." He muttered, slowly closing the door slowly behind him. 

Jin was quick to interrupt him by using his arm to block the door. 

"Min Yoongi. Don't disrespect your hyung." He growled. "You better let me in before I smack your booty all the way to another galaxy." 

The younger one gave a 'not so respectful' shrug to it before closing the door right on his hyung's face. 

Jin stood deadpanned for a minute. 'How dare he insult me like that.' Letting out a long breath, he cleared his throat. 

" Min Yoongi '' his voice dropped as low as Jungkook's grades. "I know the secret place where you have hidden those Kumamon plushies of yours." 

A smirk made its way on his face on hearing the shuffles behind the door. The door swung open revealing a furious Suga who had sweat beads all over his forehead. Giving him a light push, the older made his way in the room plopping down on the queen size bed. 

"Mind to tell me what brings you here?" The younger asked, crossing arms over his chest. 

"Mind to tell me what's wrong between you and Joon" 

Yoongi sighed, once again moving his fingers across his now drier hair. "Do whatever you want to do with my plushies. It's better to lose them than to talk about it again." He blunted. 'Especially to an old man.' He looked everywhere but at Jin. 

" Suga I already know the matter." Jin spoke. "Namjoon told me everything." Yoongi's head snapped towards the older with wide eyes. Jin nodded in acknowledgement. "Yes he couldn't keep it to himself. He needed to get things off his mind." As he finished, he heard the latter mumbling a chain of curse words for the said man. 

"Why are you here if you already know? If you are here to lecture me or anything like that then you may leave." Yoongi was unconsciously raising his voice. His facial expressions went all blank. 

"I just want to know why? If you really loved Jimin that much-" 

Suga cut him off "sympathy. It was sympathy not love. I wanna clear that in the first place." 

The older sighed for the nth time getting irritated to the way he was being treated.

"Then why? Why didn't you stop us? You didn't even say a single word. You-" 

The younger chuckled, shaking his head as he eyed Jin with a strong gaze. Full of both, regret and anger. 

"I'm sure whatever he told you was completely in his favour, right? .That bitch. I expected this." He gritted out. 

"You know WHAT HE FUCKING DID? WHEN I TEXTED HIM ABOUT MY FEELINGS TOWARDS JIMIN, HE TEXTED BACK A WHOSE ASS 3000 WORDS LONG MESSAGE JUST TO EXPLAIN WHY WE SHOULD NOT STOP IT. HE TOLD ME THAT IT WOULD BE A SHAME IF WE STOPPED BULLYING THE  LAUGHING STOCK OF SCHOOL ALL OF A SUDDEN. HE FUCKING ENCOURAGED ME TO-" 

"AND YOU FUCKING OBEYED HIM????" 

Yoongi turned silent. Jin was right. He had a fucking brain. Then why didn't he use it? Why didn't anyone use theirs? 

Jin huffed at his silence. " Namjoon didn't tell me anything." He paused, taking in Yoongi's shocked expression. "Min Yoongi, you can't shift blame completely on others. You must know how bad you fucked up. It's not just Namjoon's fault. It's yours as well. It's our fault too. But unlike you we are taking responsibility rather than putting it on someone else. Accept the fact. We.fucked. up." 

Not even a second had passed and Jin was gone, slamming the door angrily behind him. Taking out his unreasonable anger on it. 

There Yoongi stood. Completely dumbfounded as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. The back of his head was stinging while his throat and eyes went utterly dry. Thousands of thoughts ran across his mind. Painful thoughts. Memories which he wished that they weren't true. 

Memories of beating him. 

Memories of Calling him names. 

Memories of almost killing him. 

Memory of watching him almost die.

Whole house was shaken by the awful noise of glass shattering, wood breaking, things being harshly slammed and thrashed away. Behind the door, there was a hurricane uprooting the sanity of the grumpy male who didn't hesitate to break the hell over his belongings. Angrily screaming over himself the storm of his anger went bigger and bigger to such a point where no hope of  serenity was left.
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(A/n) So....... I wanted to ask something. Are you guys interested in exo? If yes then I'm planning to publish a Kris x D.O. book. It can also be used as a guide for those who haven't joined exo fandom yet.

Lastly, would you like to play 21 questions with me?

Bye......

Divii~