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Sick

"Hyung" Taehyung said in a barely audible voice "Is that true? That Hoseok-hyung said?"

He stood in the middle of the living room with his jaw clenched while Taehyung and Jungkook stared at him in shock. The silence weighed on him. He only still lacked contempt from them, he thought, staring at the floor, not wanting to look at the guys.

"Are you really dating _______?" Jungkook asked. Chills went through his skin as he heard the condemnation in his youngers' voices.

"Why did you keep your relationship a secret? Why did you yesterday..." Taehyung's trembling voice broke off, unable to finish the question.

"Hyung, how could you..." Jungkook started to say, but Yoongi interrupted him

"Enough! I don't have to explain anything! At least not for both of you!" shouted Yoongi, waving them away with his hand.

"Can you explain what you did _______?!" Jungkook snorted in annoyance, raising his voice.

"I noticed a lot of you care about my girlfriend!" growled Yoongi, meeting Jungkook's gaze

"Whose fault is this? If you hadn't hidden anything from the very beginning, this fucking situation would not have happened at all!" Taehyung shouted sharply. "Let's go, Jungkook!" Taehyung said as he lightly pushed Jungkook towards the exit.

"I hope you can at least explain what you did to yourself, hyung!" Jungkook drill him with a furious look. "It would be better if _______ date with Hoseok, at least he sincerely loves her!" Jungkook said in frustration before following Taehyung who left the room.

Jungkook's words were like a blow. Yoongi recoiled, taking a step back. He overturned the coffee table in front of him as rage filled his veins. All the alcohol he had tried to drown his guilt in had vanished without a trace, forcing him to face reality.

He walked out of the dorm; he didn't want to face any more condemnation from the other members. He chuckled as Jungkook's words echoed in his head again. How could he explain this act to you, if he could not even explain it to himself. And what was he thinking yesterday? Although alcohol and a feeling of jealousy were thinking for him yesterday.

And why didn't he give in to the impulse to snatch your hand from Hoseok's grip. Show that only he can touch you. Only he owns your body. Only he owns your heart. He closed his eyes as tears streamed down his cheeks. Owned. What is the point of thinking about all this now when he did such a monstrous thing? Why doesn't he remember anything? This part annoyed him the most. Damn, he swore as he walked into his studio.

He came in and froze when he saw traces of his fight with you. He picked up your broken phone from the floor and froze when he saw the underwear still lying on the floor. He growled with rage as he tossed it into the trash can. He sat down in a chair, leaning back. How did it happen that he brought someone here? He opened the camera records looking through that night. He had to see for himself what kind of trash he was. He straightened up abruptly when he walked into the studio all alone in the middle of the night.

What is it, he asked himself incredulously. Yoongi definitely felt something when you woke him up. That's why he was sure that he slept with someone. Yoongi watched as he undressed and collapsed onto the couch. If he came alone, then where did come from ... He froze when some girl came into his studio after a while. What the hell, he breathed. He paused the video, pulling out his phone. He's seen this face before. He was flipping through photos of the party when he came across a group photo. It's her, he zoomed onto the photo. He vaguely remembered which of their friends she came with, but this girl works in their agency. He noticed too often that she was constantly looking at him. And not just that evening. She always paid too much attention to him. But that evening she didn't take her eyes off him for a second, that was the main reason why he couldn't even look at you.

He scurried to turn on the video and swore when she came over and kissed him. No wonder he didn't remember anything, his mind was too clouded and drunk at that moment. His eyes widened every second as he watched this girl kissing down his body. He abruptly got up from his chair. When she lowered his boxers, she began to caress him with her mouth. What the fuck is going on here? Yoongi's hand tangled in her hair as his hips rose to meet her actions.

A spasm in his stomach made him double over. If there was something in his stomach, he would definitely vomit from what he saw. Fuck, he growled. The situation did not fit in his head at all. He remembered that she gave him a drink when he got into the taxi. Did she add something to it? He couldn't have been so aroused in an almost unconscious state. She's not normal, Yoongi groaned as he backed away as the girl rode his thighs. He almost laughed hysterically when he saw that the girl had deliberately left her panties near the sofa.

He cut out a piece of the video and sent it to you. While it didn't change the fact that he slept with someone, it absolutely changed why it happened at all.

He cut out the girl's face from the photo and sent a letter to his manager asking him to find her contacts.

This is some kind of joke, he growled, slamming the table hard. He felt sick from the whole situation. What rational person would do such a thing? He shook his head, trying to figure out what he had just seen. What was this girl hoping for anyway? Did this girl know you two were dating? And that was how this girl made you two broke up?

He remembered the words you yelled at him about whether you should see how it got here. You really should have seen it then. As he in general, although this did not change his terrible behavior at the club.