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Namjoon slept on the couch.
Yoongi had his arms crossed, staring down at the taller male that's on the couch, sleeping peacefully with his feet on the edge and the blanket, not big enough to cover himself. Yoongi's brows were curled, uncrossing his arms and turning around to just go in the kitchen.
That other day, when he kissed him, Namjoon just got up and went to the couch. Those questions he asked, Yoongi didn't know how to answer them, that's why Namjoon left and decided to sleep on the couch.
Jackson appears from the hallway, walking into the kitchen too to see Yoongi right away. Yoongi already had a bowl in hand, eating cereal out of it while he sits down on the counter. He glances at him, then looks away. Jackson just sighs, walking over to the fridge.
"Why is Joon sleeping on the couch?" Jackson says to Yoongi, grabbing himself a bottle of soda.
"He decided to sleep there since he's with someone." Yoongi lies, taking another bite of his cereal.
I don't feel like that's true. Jackson closes the fridge, looking at the other male. "Oh, really?"
"Mhm." Yoongi mumbles, continuing to eat.
Something for sure happened between them. Namjoon would still sleep on his very own bed and just refuse to cuddle and such. Jackson twists his bottle open, taking a quick drink. Yoongi just avoids eye contact. Namjoon would easily know if he was lying. He won't make perfect eye contact.
Jackson just sighs and walks over to the male. "I'm going to work. Don't be an idiot and do something horrible. Think right." He spoke to him and walks away from him and the kitchen.
Yoongi just rolls his eyes, looking down at his cereal to only see milk in it. Dang it. I ate them all. Yoongi frowns and lowers his bowl from his face. He glanced over at Namjoon that he's currently moving in his spot. Jackson already left, closing the door behind him which slightly woke up the taller male on the couch.
Namjoon slowly sat up from the couch, rubbing his face. Yoongi gets off the counter and puts the bowl on the counter, wiping his mouth. He goes in the fridge, getting out a water bottle—knowing Namjoon only drinks water recently. Yoongi closed the fridge, walking out of the kitchen and going towards the taller.
Yoongi placed the water bottle down on the coffee table. Namjoon slicks his hair back and looks at the older male, knitting his brows from the small headache. The taller just looks away and sighs.
"Jackson went to work?" Namjoon asks, reaching over to the water bottle.
"Yes."
Namjoon opens the bottle, starting to drink. Yoongi bites the inside of his cheek, tapping his foot on the ground nervously. I just want things to go back to what they were. Yoongi lowers his head. Namjoon moves the blanket off and gets up, bringing the drink with him to walk towards the bathroom.
"I still love you."
Namjoon stops walking.
"No..still in love..with you. I-I actually never stopped honestly..." Yoongi scoffs at himself, fiddling with his fingers nervously. "I-I thought..making you mad would work but..turns out you're just hating me more."
"Why do you say that." Namjoon spoke, putting the cap on the bottle, still faced away.
"Promise me you won't be mad at them..but only mad at me..okay? I-It's only my fault."
"Fine. Whatever. Just say it."
"I had sex with Jackson."
Namjoon turns around to face him. "You what?"
"He-He's not at fault. I-It was my doing. All me. If you're mad...y-yell at me. Not Jackson." Yoongi lowers his eyes, continuing to fiddle.
"I'm not."
Yoongi's fluttered his eyes up to make eye contact. "Wh..What?"
"I'm not..." Namjoon sighs. "I'm not mad. I'm..not really mad like last time, I just..I don't know. I'm only upset about it, okay?"
Yoongi stared at him. "You're just upset? Y-You're not furious!?"
