chapter 9

5 0 0
                                        

3rd person pov:
it was bad enough that hoseok had literally yelled into yoongis face for him being gay, but now him with another girl right as yoongi confessed liking hoseok to jungkook hurt so much. it set a fire aflame in yoongi's heart, he was so frustrated with this endless circle of love, especially because hoseok was kissing the girl that yoongi hates most.

kim jisoo.

yoongis pov:
"what the fuck did i do to deserve this." i muttered angrily under my breath, knowing that jungkook would hear it. i waited for a few seconds for him to respond, and he did.
"hey. it's not your fault yoon."
"i know but still, her? out of all 8 fucking people in this world? i'm not having it."
"i get it. is there anything i can do to make you feel better?"
"not really. i'm just pissed right now and i can't think straight."
"okay, do you want me to stay with you right now, or do you want me to leave you alone?"
"please don't leave me. can we go to my apartment?"
"yeah, let's go."

3rd person pov:
they both left, drinks in hand, both with glassy eyes, but right as they left, they crossed paths with hoseok and jisoo.
yoongi was so beyond infuriated by everything today.
"fuck you" was all he said, glaring directly into hoseok eyes. and jungkook pulled yoongi back so yoongi wouldn't make any bad. decisions.
"i hate him."
"you do realize you just said you liked him like 15 minutes ago?"
"well yeah but now he's a bitch and goes out with the most annoying popular basic asshole in the entire school. i'd rather him come out there dating our teacher or something."
"you seem mad right now, take a second to calm down yoon."
"I CANT CALM DOWN WHEN HES WITH HER."
"shhhh, you're yelling across the street"

the two noticed strangers giving them weird looks, but neither exactly cared, they both felt strong feelings and needed a way to calm down.

once at the apartment, they sat on the couch and yoongi cried into jungkook's shoulder. yoongis not usually the type to cry but this time he was feeling so much it was so hard to handle. it hurt so much. an unimaginable feeling of hurt, distress, betrayal, panged in his heart.

"why me" he thought to himself. that was when he got a message.

grenade - sopeWhere stories live. Discover now