Word Count: 611
Genre: Angst
A/N: I based this on a game I was playing with my friends but I decided to turn it into an angst.
Neither of you ever meant for this to get so out of hand. Neither of you meant for the bonds that connected you to wear down in such a short amount of time. Neither you nor Jin knew how the fights started. Maybe someone moved something to a place they weren't supposed to, maybe someone forgot an important anniversary, maybe someone forgot to text. Every waking moment you spent fighting, always at the dorm since you'd moved in with them. None of the boys were willing to confront you about it, just observing the suffering from afar. Neither of you would just lift out of their lives, each had strong connections, Jin was obviously a member but you'd known Namjoon since middle school. It had been a month and a half of observation before Yoongi stepped in, becoming aggravated with your constant spats.
"Alright everyone come sit down for fuck's sake!" Young growled, interrupting your argument, the rest of the boys scurried into the living room and took their places on the couch.
"I can say that we are tired of all of your fucking fighting, above all that, we're all both of your friends and seeing you like this is tearing all of us up." He seethed.
"Jin, Y/N, you two are going to play a game," Namjoon stated as Yoongi took a few deep breaths. "You are going to play 'Of course.' One of you says and the other responds with 'of course.' You are going to resolve this like adults."
By this time neither of you had any fire left to fight with them, all of your energy turned against the other.
"Y/N, you start," Yoongi said quietly. You took a deep breath and began.
"Jin, You forgot our anniversary."
"Of course. You're inconsiderate."
"Of course." You swallowed your pride, hoping that this would at least calm the fighting.
"You didn't try and hold our relationship together."
The tension in the room was so thick you could cut through it with a knife. Hoeseok was drumming his fingers against the couch, Yoongi trying to contain his frustration, Namjoon quietly watching as two of his best friends tore each other apart, Taehyung and Jimin absolutely silent and Jungkook with watery eyes as the two people who seemed to always keep it together fell apart.
"Of course. I made a mistake having you move in with us."
"Of course. You didn't support me."
"Of course. You are a distraction to us."
"Jin-" Namjoon began but was cut off by you.
"Of course. You don't love me anymore."
"Of...." Jin stopped for a moment, eyes watering up and shifting from person to person, mind running a thousand miles per hour.
"Jin hyung, noona..." Jungkook had broken down at this point, tears spilling from his eyes as Taehyung and Jimin shifted over to comfort him.
"Y/N...." Namjoon looked you in the eye as Jin was still struggling with his words.
"Of course." You heard the quiet words exit his mouth as all of them felt the final snap break your heart, the sound although inaudible somehow the loudest noise in the room.
"Joonie this game wasn't very fun." You smiled as you stood up from the couch, seven pairs of eyes on you as you did so.
"I should be going now." You took your purse from the coffee table and took several steps toward the door before turning around.
"Good luck on your comeback! I know you'll all do very well!" You said as your eyes quickly shifted to Jin's before going to Namjoon's.
"Noona please don't go." Jungkook pleaded with you.
"Kookie I'll be alright. Nobody needs a distraction do they?" You smiled sweetly
"Noona you know he didn't mean that," Jimin spoke.
"Chim you know he did. I should be going now, I need to find an apartment." You walked to the door before turning around for the last time.
"Bye guys! Goodbye Jin." Your tone was cold but sad as you shut the door, leaving all of them to return to their rooms and lock the doors. Yoongi said nothing as he entered his room, watching Jin lay down on his bed and stare at the ceiling as tears dropped from his eyes.
You don't love me.
