Beautiful Boy

Chapter 3

Yoongi's POV

Ever since I woke up, J-Hoe keeps looking at me like I've grown 2 heads.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer," I snap, giving him the 'I didn't sleep enough so don't fuck with me' face. He looks away and looks back at his hands. I roll my eyes and take a quick glance at Jungkook, who blushes and acts like he wasn't looking at me.

'What the heck is going on?'

Within the next 30 minutes, I noticed almost all of my friends are giving me weird looks.

As I am getting tired of the stares, I drop my cereal bowl in the sink and ask, "Why do you guys keep staring at me like that?"

"Don't you remember when Jungkook was trying to wake you up?" Jin questioned, placing his hands on the table.

"Uhhh.....he.. woke me up?"

"Before that," J-Hoe stated.

"Ummm.......," then, it hit me. "Ohhhhhhh.... You guys saw that?"

"If you mean hugging Jungkook like he's your lifeline, then yes."

I looked to see how Jungkook was taking it, but he wouldn't even look me in the eye anymore. I had regret written all over my face. 'He doesn't like you Min. Why don't you just give up?'

Jimin looked at where my line of sight was and sighed.

"Jungkook-ah put your head up." Jimin scolded. He slowly put up his head and quickly glanced away from me. My heart panged again, and I felt bad.

"I'm sorry Kookie," I whispered, going back up to my room to change.

3rd POV

"Now you made Hyung sad," Tae-Tae pouts.

"Hey I didn't say anything," Jungkook says, trying (and failing) to defend himself.

"But you made him feel guilty," Hopie says, glaring at me.

"What do you want me to do?" Jungkook says angrily, throwing his hands up.

"Talk to him," Jin says softly," that's all you've ever needed. After he talks to you, he's always happy." The maknae stares at them dumbfounded. He sighs and decides to go and talk to Yoongi hyung.

Yoongi's POV

"Hyung I-" I hear while I'm just in my boxers.

"AHHHH!!!! MY VIRGIN EYES!!!!!" The maknae screams, putting his hands over his eyes. I chuckle and quickly put on a pair of pants.

"Kook-ah, pabo, have you ever heard of knocking?"

"I-I'm sorry."

"What did you need?" I ask casually, looking at my maknae with adoration. He's so beautiful and innocent and nice and-

"Ya! Are you listening?!"

"Sorry, what was that?"

Kookie rolls his eyes and says," I came here because I felt bad. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sorry I tried to cuddle with you. I wasn't fully awake so I didn't realize what I was doing."

"Why are you apologizing; you didn't do anything wrong. Just warn me next time," he tells me, making me realize that him putting his head down was out of being embarrassed, not because he doesn't like me.

'Stop fooling yourself, he doesn't like you as much as you like him.' A voice told me in my head (that I choose to ignore) as I put my hands on his hips, pushing him into my torso, making a bone-crushing hug.