Pinky Promise--Taekook

YOONGI NO

The day I headed back to school everyone stared. Probably because they thought I was expelled and all the other sorts of rumors that were spreading. Also, because my face was actively black and blue. 

I sit down in class; Taehyung wasn't here yet. Whatever, I'd gotten her early anyway. 

"Oppa" A girl cried, running up to me. I'd never spoken to her, so I give her a disgusted look. "Is this picture real?"

She shoves her sparkly phone in my face. It had a picture of Yoongi and I. He had me pinned against the locker. It was after he'd gotten expelled and was pissed off at me.

Who had even taken this? I hadn't seen anyone int he hall. Though it was taken from a distance, and it was pixle-y, it was clearly us. I could've said it wasn't, but I didn't really care anymore.

"Yes" I shove the phone back. I could tell people were listening. "And?"

She gave me a disgusted look and walked away, mumbling something under her breath. Whatever. I didn't care what they thought of me. I plugged my phone in (which had been dead) and went to sleep.

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"Yah! Jungkok-ah! wake the fuck up!" yelled a voice. I sat up, still half asleep. I saw the room was empty except for four boys in front of me whom I called my friends. They were mad, probably because I had been ignoring them for the past five days.

"Hmm? Is it lunch already?" I rub my eyes.

"This little ssibal--Jungkook! Wake the fuck up!" Namjoon slams his hands on the table.

"What did I do something? I looked at them confused. "Sorry I've been ignoring you guys. My phone's been dead I've just been sleeping for three days. Let's go get food" I stand.

"You haven't been on your phone?" Jhope asks, somewhat cautiously. 

"I'll tell him" Jimin makes his way forward and makes me sit down. What the hell was this?

"Is this a prank, hyungs? You've got me. Now what did I do? Does this have to do with my banana milk addiction? You already did that prank--"

"Shut up!" Jin snaps. He was actually pissed. What did I do?

"Jungkook" Jimin says. I looked at him. "Look, on Friday we were hanging out and we got a call from the hospital. Yoongi tried to kill himself." 

"What?" I jumped up. 

"Tried! Tried, ok?" Jimin stands up. And I realize I'm hyperventilating. 

"He's ok, he's alive and at the hospital--"

"How?" I ask. 

"He set his hotel room on fire" Jin says, he seemed to be tearing up. "The fire alarm went off, but it was too late. "

"Is he ok? I have to see him--" I shoved past them, ripping my phone out of the charger. 

"He's fine" Namjoon stops me. 

"There's more stuff going on."

"Great. Tell me at the hospital" I say. We run to Jin's truck, the others following me. We get in and I looked at my phone finally. 

MONI:

M: Yah, you expelled?

M: oh your suspended. 

M: What happened?

M: You ignoring me?

M: Ssibal

M: YAH