Beg for it

Final touch:

That brat! How dare he! How dare Jeon Jungkook do something like this to me? I never knew this kind of human existed.

"Jiminie, are you okay? Your cheeks are puffy and pink." Namjoon hyung asked, pinching my face.

"Hyung, stop it!"

I groaned and wacked his hands away, stomping into the kitchen. I sat down at our breakfast table hiding my face in my hands, my entire mood depreciating. I still couldn't believe it. After all I gave that little brat he still sleeps around with other boys. Unbelievable!

"Pancakes or eggs?"

"Pancakes please."

Jin Hyung raised an eyebrow suspiciously at me before proceeding to give me my breakfast. He was like the mother in our house. Nothing and no one can get past him, he's very quick at picking things up.

Eventually, Namjoon Hyung was back and everyone stared filing into the kitchen to have breakfast. The atmosphere was loud, not that I minded, but I just couldn't stand seeing Jungkook so intimate with Taehyung right in front my face. All I wanted to do at that moment was rip the two apart and slap Taehyung, telling him to back off because Jungkook is mine.

"Yah! Why aren't you eating? Are you starving yourself?" Yoongi asked, probing at my stomach with his fork.

I pouted and muttered a small no, not trusting myself with words. I knew my voice would be shaky and I didn't want to satisfy that jerk. I didn't want Jungkook to know how much his actions affected me.

"Kookie, can we take a bath after?" Taehyung whined, rubbing head into the crook of Jungkook's neck.

"Sure TaeTae, anything for you." Jungkook cooed, kissing Taehyung's forehead.

Kookie!

TaeTae!

When did they start calling each other that? That was my nickname for Jungkook! I could feel the anger rapidly boiling inside me. I refuse to be replaced and forgotten! I balled my fists ready to give those two a piece of my mind. I opened my mouth to yell, but it came out as a muffle because Yoongi Hyung took my fork and shoved a piece of pancake in my mouth.

"Eat before you say something you'll regret later brat." He muttered, eyeing Jungkook and Taehyung.

I lowered my head and listened to the love birds flirt with each other. God this is painful. Will they ever stop? I felt a hand slowly tipping my chin upwards. Yoongi Hyung looked down at me with pity in his eyes.

"You have syrup on your face."

Yoongi Hyung took a napkin and gently dabbed my cheek, cleaning the stained syrup. I instantly turned red, as if my day can get any worse.

***

Later that day Hobi Hyung suggested that we should have a movie night. Everyone agreed to it and I didn't was to be the odd one out. Plus, if I didn't watch the movie with them they would start asking questions. And that was the last thing i needed.

I plopped down on the empty sofa, waiting for this moment to finish. I kept thinking about Jungkook and Taehyung. Did they really take a bath together? Was I not good enough to keep around?

"Aigoo! Why are you frowning Jimin?" Jungkook asked sitting next to me.

"I'm just tired."

"Well if you feel sleepy during the movie, feel free to use my shoulder." He smirked.

My heat beat sped up. This brat was controlling my feelings once again. He knew how much his closeness affected me, that tell-tale smirk said it all. That manipulative brat!