Yoongi grabbed my shoulders and shook me viciously. "Answer me!" I closed my eyes tight and took it, not expecting Taehyung to do anything.
"Yah!", Taehyung yelled. "Let her go!" Despite the fear, I felt a slight wave of relief at the fact that he had said something.
"Taehyung, fuck off", Yoongi growled. I realised he was speaking quietly so the others wouldn't hear.
"No!", Taehyung yelled, grabbing my wait and trying to pry me away from him. "You two aren't together anymore, you can't do this!"
I simultaneously tried to push Yoongi away, and to my surprise he let go. When I looked at his face, I realised he hadn't let go because I had pushed him hard- he was just in shock that I had pushed him.
No matter how angry he got, I would always stay quiet and let him rant and yell and throw things- but that was when we were together.
"Fuck you and your double standards Min Yoongi!" I yelled. I felt Taehyung slowly let go of me. He must have been just as shocked, seeing as I never shouted, unless I was really excited about something.
"When we were in a relationship, you could fuck Suzy behind my back, but now that we aren't, the very notion of me and Jungkook gets you angry!?"
"Yes! Yes it does godamnit!" He roared. Me and Taehyung both stepped back a little. The vein in his temple was throbbing, and that was never a good sign.
"Tae, leave", I muttered. I could handle his tantrums. But Taehyung stayed by my side. "No, you pabo." He replied simply.
I could hear a commotion downstairs, and then heavy footsteps running up the stairs.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" Jungkook roared, bursting in, almost colliding with Taehyung.
He stopped in front of me, so Yoongi could no longer see me.
"You sleep with her and ask me what I'm doing?" Yoongi yelled back. I clenched my fists. Yoongi just wasn't seeing that he was in the wrong, again.
"I didn't fucking sleep with her. She spent the night on the sofa alone", he looked pointedly at Tae, who nervously looked at the floor. "She used my shower this morning you assuming inconsiderate fuck!"
Both boys were breathing heavily, staring daggers. Finally, Yoongi slumped his shoulders in defeat.
"Y/n, I'm sorry", he apologised weakly. "I-i can't stand you being with anyone else. I love you."
It was confirmed. Min Yoongi was bat shit crazy.
"Y/n-ah, go downstairs", Taehyung ordered. I looked at him questioningly. He looked absolutely livid- his face had turned an unhealthy shade of red.
"Uh...why?" I whispered. I was trying to hide myself behind Jungkook, so Yoongi couldn't see me.
"Can't we talk y/n?", Yoongi interjected, pleading with me.
"No", Jungkook answered firmly for me. My eyes were still on Taehyung, because honestly, he looked like he was about to punch Yoongi.
"Everytime you 'talk'", he quoted the word 'talk', "To her you end up almost hurting her. You did it now, you did it last night, you did it the day b-"
"Wait, what?" I interrupted Jungkook. "Last night?"
Jungkook sighed as Yoongi stared at him coldly, knowing that was Jungkook was about to tell me wasn't exactly going to be music to my ears.
"He almost hit you outside the club y/n. Me and Namjoon got to you just in time." Taehyung looked equally as shocked. I suppose he must have been busy with her majesty to even know what was happening with me.
