Kookie's Maknae {J.Jk}

23

The way my breathing grew heavy and my fists closed scared me.

"Come again? I'm pissy, you're saying I'm pissy? Yes I'm pissy that I had to send my kid away when she's injured. Jiwon nearly got killed protecting her and is stuck in Chile cause of it. They were in a car accident for crissakes! While we were busy!"

I had made my way around the counter yelling this, Taehyung flat out put his palm to my stomach to prohibit me from moving toward Jimin. Usually its him and Taehyung who bicker and argue a lot, I'm the staring in fear on the side. How the tables have turned.

Jimin spun his chair around to face me now visibly bothered by my mood. I could see the concern and anger brewing in his eyes.  "Jungkook, I'm sorry, that's not what I wanted to say. You softened—"

"No it's exactly what you wanted to say. Im tired, Im exhausted and I don't want to let anybody down. None of you don't understand the stress I'm in..." I had to pause so I could adjust to the word soft. He said I've softened. I point an accusing finger dangerously close to his face, now blinded by anger.

"I've softened?! Because there's a two year old living with us I had to change some of my ways! None of you had to because neither of you are parents!" Im screaming and crying at this point. Jin is behind Jimin keeping him sitting down. Hobi is now on his feet terrified.

Though Jimin stood up and began gesturing over his shoulder angrily. He hates being yelled at.

"Lets go, let's meet outside."

"You want to go here instead?!" I pushed through taking that as an invitation to fight. Seeing this, Jimin clicked into action and tried to come at me.  "I'll punch you in your goddamn face!" He spat at me. Hobi and Taehyung are now holding me while Jin and Yoongi are pushing Jimin.

"Woah woah, who the hell you do you guys think you are?"

"Guys calm down, Namjoon is coming back and tear us up any minute." Hobi says in hopes it'll deescalate the situation, though Jimin and I are locked in gaze like two alley cats trying to assert dominance.

I pushed both the guys off me, and headed straight out of the suite. Didn't bother closing the door, I needed to get out of there. I punched the wall, I pulled my hair. "Jungkook, come back."

Yoongi is sprinting to catch up with me. But I turn back forward and push the stairwell latch and just pressed myself against the wall. Slid down until I sat. I wailed to myself burying my head in my knees. Yoongi barged in a few seconds later, crouching in front of me. Im surprised he came and not Tae.

He keeps to himself.

"Jungkook," his hand rested on the back of my neck. I instantly look up at at him, feeling my face wet and leaving snot everywhere. Its not even the argument that is upsetting me, all of us argue all the time. It's the fact that it almost got physical. We have never gotten to that point in our journey living together.

Jimin, one of the members I'm super close with. He protected me so much before and was there to help me when I was too scared to ask the others. And here he absolutely wanted to beat the crap out of me for real.

If the guys weren't present to hold us apart, Jimin and I would have wrecked the place.

The anxiety of facing Namjoon horrifies me more than the situation itself.

"Take a breath, Jungkook. Calm yourself." Yoongi rested his hands on my either sides of my shoulders. My breath were ragged and short. I looked at his dark calm eyes, somehow slowing my breathing eventually.  "We have to go back."