Until You Found Me - A YoonKook Story

Chapter ThirtyThree - Unfairness

Yoongi's Pov

I get back into my room, putting my back against the door after closing it. I sighed, my heart beating fast and my cheeks warm. The scene of Jungkook and I kissing flashes in my head, and I smile.

I start to jump around excitedly, concluding that I may have feelings for Jungkook. I jump on my bed and lie down kicking my feet excitedly. My door opens and I hear a voice say "hey did you-" I sit up immediately.

Marcus is standing there, and I nervously laugh. "Y-Yeah? What is it?" I ask. He smiles and walks in, asking "what are you so happy about?" shit. He sits beside me, looking at me with curious eyes.

I giggle and shake my head. "It's a secret~," I say as I kick my legs softly. Marcus pouts, asking "why can't I know?" I stop kicking my legs and sit up properly. "It's a secret between Jungkook and me!" I say.

His expression softens, and he looks away. "Oh really now? We're keeping secrets now?" he asks. I notice he's looking away, and I sit closer to him. I tug his arm, and he looks at me. "How about we keep a secret of our own? Just so you don't feel left out!" I cheerfully say to him.

He thinks for a few seconds, but nods. "Can I make the secret?" he asks. I nod, and he leans into my ear, whispering "I like you". My eyes widen, and he looks at me. I hear his heart beating rapidly.

He gets up but turns to me. "I don't expect an answer. I know you won't feel the same way, but- I needed to get it off my chest." I stare at him, unsure of what to say. "Marcus-" I say but I get cut off.

We hear the door opening, and Jungkook peaks his head into the room. "Marcus! Did you grab your charger? C'mon, let's go play video games!" Jungkook says.

Marcus awkwardly turns away, and walks to my dinner table, looking for his charger. I look back at Jungkook and he winks at me. I shake my head to tease him, and I look back at Marcus.

"Oh, Your charger is above the Microwave," I say to him. He grabs his charger and smiles at me. "I'll text you later Yoongi!" Jungkook says excitedly, and they both leave my room.

Jungkook's Pov

Ten minutes later, Marcus and I are playing video games. I often glance over at him, the more we play. "Fuck! Jungkook you always win in this stupid game..." Marcus exclaims as he leans back in his bean bag.

I laugh and lean back as well, looking at him. We've put our controllers down, and he suddenly asks me "were you in the shower with Yoongi earlier? I kept hearing muffled voices." My eyes widened.

I sit up, faking a few coughs. "W-What do you mean?" Marcus sits up as well, staring right at me. "Why are you faking coughs? Jungkook, you know you can answer this question truthfully." What?-

I laugh nervously and scratch the back of my neck. "Y-You know- I should go shower-" I say, getting up and taking off my shirt. Marcus sighs and rolls his eyes. "Save it. You already showered, Idiot."

I groan and throw my shirt on the bed. "Why are you curious anyways?" my hands go on my hips. He looks at me annoyed. "Jungkook, I asked you a yes or no question, it shouldn't be that hard."

I sigh, running my hand through my hair frustratedly. "Okay, yes I did!" He gets up and walks to me. "You like him, don't you?" I roll my eyes. "You just now realized that? I have been, since the beginning!"

"Wait- why are you being like this? I thought- you supported us. I thought you wanted us to be together." I say to Marcus in confusion. He walks away, going into the kitchen. "You want something to eat?"

I stare at him, but I walk after him. "Marcus, don't change the subject." I make him turn to me. He stares at me, and I sigh. "Wait.. don't tell me. Please don't tell me you like him." He looks away.

I gasp, taking a few steps back from him. "Marcus..." he looks at me, his fists balled up. "I thought- we were friends." He suddenly says "can you blame me? It's Yoongi we're talking about!

"I can't control what my heart wants, and you out of all people should know that Jungkook! I'm sorry!" I put my hand over my mouth, wishing this was all just a dream. "I h-had a feeling, you liked Yoongi back then too. Damnit, why'd this all have to happen now?!"

I storm out of the kitchen, sliding on a hoodie. "Where are you going?! It's almost eleven at night!" Marcus yells from the kitchen. "I just need some air. I'll be back in the morning." I leave the room, closing the door behind me. I leave the dorm, sliding my AirPods in.

I walk down the sidewalk, feeling frustrated. Damnit, why did it have to happen this way? I can't back down from loving Yoongi, I just can't! I can't go against Marcus either, he's a good guy!

A few minutes later, I'm eating ramen by myself in a convenience store. "Ah shit- it's hot-" I say as I drop the ramen back into the plastic bowl. I put my face in my hands, feeling truly upset. Not because of the ramen burning my mouth, but on the account of my feelings.

It's so- god, I can't even explain it. Marcus likes Yoongi, I like Yoongi too. I look to my right and see some beer. I get up, slowly and grab the beer excitedly. "Shit, don't mind if I do." I go ahead and pay, sitting down and drinking shot by shot myself.

An hour later, my brain feels too fuzzy for me to even think straight. "Yoongggiiiiii! I miss you, Yoongi... and Marcus, I don't hate youuu..." I say, feeling drunk. I laugh, getting up and stumbling as I leave the store. I try to walk straight but fall right on my face.

"Hey!! are you okay?!" a boy tries to pick me up, and I look at them. "Y-Yoongi?!" I get up drunkenly, and I hug the shorter boy. He laughs nervously, tugging on my sweater. "I missed you...!!!"

"Ugh, you smell like alcohol. Let's get you back to my place, big boy." I grow confused but giggle as we start walking, my arm around his shoulders. "Big boy? Yoongi!~ You should call me that often~"

He laughs. "Sure, whatever you want big boy." We make it back to his room, and he pushes me onto a bed. He crawls on top of me and slides off my hoodie. "Jackpot..." I whine, taking my hoodie back from him.

"Don't take it off me! It's cold..." the blonde boy laughs and says "oh don't worry, I'll warm you right up..." huh...? I'm too drunk for this...
I notice him taking off his shirt. My eyes widen, and I sit up. "no! nonono! Don't do that! You'll grow cold Yoongi!" I hug him, trying to keep him warm. He laughs and kisses my cheek.

"I appreciate your concern, but we'll grow hot in a few seconds...~" he removes himself from the hug, and pushes me back on the bed. "H-Huh?" He smiles as he looks at me, and starts to grind on my thigh.

"Mmm~ Fuck.. even your thighs are muscular.." he says. I grow tired and lay my head back. Before I know it, everything turns black.

I woke up the next morning, with one hell of a headache. I sit up tiredly, asking myself how much I drank last night. I notice the blanket isn't mine, and I look around. "Shit- this isn't my room!"

What the hell did I do last night?