{A/N: Whoops been two weeks😬}
Namjoon
"Jimin?"
I knocked softly on his door. It was quiet on the other side of the door. He's just being quiet to make me leave. I'm not gonna give up that quick.
"Being quiet won't make me go away Jimin."
He kept staying quiet.
"I'm coming in."
I opened the door and entered his dimly lit room. The only light coming from his room was a slightly open window. His room was still clean but the bed was covered in clothes.
"Jimin I know you're there."
I saw the clothes on the bed slightly move. He's hiding under there.
"I'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong."
I walked over to the bed. Sitting on the edge. A small squeak heard from under the mess.
"Come on, you know when I say I'm not leaving it means I'm not leaving."
It was quiet for a bit. I was giving him some time to make a decision. Finally I saw a bit of pink hair emerge from the clothing. He slowly sat up. His face glued in a frown and the black shirt he was wearing hung around his body loosely.
"Hyung...why do I ruin everything?"
I raised an eyebrow at his question. What could have him thinking like this?
"You don't ruin everything. What makes you think you do?"
"Everything I do just seems to be wrong!"
His hands raising to his hair, grabbing fistfuls of his hair and tugging on it. He was on the verge of tears.
"One of the only good things in my life and I just have to ruin it and make them hate me!"
"What was the good thing?"
I tried to stay calm to keep Jimin calm, but it wasn't working very well. He took deep breaths, not answering to my question. He stared blankly at the wall.
"Hyung...why has Hoseok been ignoring me?"
Is this what has him all worked up?
"What makes you say he's been ignoring you?"
"Every time I go to talk to him, he cuts the conversation short and just leaves...he's been doing it all day...did I do something wrong?"
He looked at me. His eyes red from holding back tears.
"I don't think you did anything wrong Jiminie. What do you think you did wrong?"
"...you can't tell anyone else hyung. Okay?"
"Okay."
"Last night I had a nightmare and Hoseok just happened to be awake and checked up on me. We were both just sitting on my bed and he...he kissed me."
My eyes widened a bit. I never suspected for Hoseok to have a thing for Jimin.
"Then he stopped and said he was sorry and didn't mean to. Then he left...since then he hasn't talked to me."
He let out a sigh as choked back his tears.
"I'm probably just overreacting. It doesn't even matter."
"Hey, you're feelings are hurt so it does matter. And don't worry, he'll come around eventually. But if you need someone to slap some sense into him...I'm here for you buddy."
I smiled at Jimin who looked up at me.
"Thank you, hyung."
{A/N: Well that was cringe :) }
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