•Tough love• yoonkook [BTS]

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Yoongi's POV

"Yoongi what's the matter with you??" Seokjin yelled at me. I didn't reply. "Why are you acting like a jerk lately?"
"I'm not acting like a jerk!" I said and paused."I am a jerk!" I giggled.
"God! Have you been lobotomized? Why are you acting like a five year old?" He yelled.
"Oh f..k off! Can't you leave me alone?" I yelled back.
Seokjin took some deep breaths and tried to calm down. I could see that he was ready to murder me but a sick voice inside me kept telling me to go on.
"Yoongi... please listen to me without interrupting me!" He said and I nodded. "This is not about me... I'm okay with you acting like that I just need to know why! Who did what to you?"
"Nothing happened... I'm okay!" I answered.
"You realize how stupid this answer is right? It's like you're drowning and someone asks you if you're okay and you say 'Yes of course'. Yoongi you are drowning right now! Tell me what's going on and I can help you. It's not too late. If you stop acting like that, right now the others will forget about it and I'm sure that even Jungkook will forgive you!"
"What do you know?" I yelled "Jungkook loves me, leave me alone!" I said and walked outside. But I think I heard him saying:
"You are the one who knows nothing!"

That incident happened inside his hotel room, the one he shared with Hoseok who was down eating breakfast with the others. That night we would have our last concert in Japan with that meaning the end of our tour. I was so tired that I skipped breakfast and took advantage of that time to sleep a little bit more. Why was Seokjin like that? He had honestly pissed me off.

Some minutes later Jungkook walked in. He approached me and gave me a light pushing.

"Ah... what's wrong?" I asked with my eyes half closed.
"Good morning sleeping Beauty!" He smiled at me. "Get up we're leaving, we have to go to practice." He said.
"Oh yes... we don't have to wear make-up right?" I asked.
"No we won't be filming anything today". He said as he wore his shoes.
"Thank god!" I mumbled.
"Why? You don't like filming for the bangtan bombs? I'm kinda used to the cameras so I don't really mind!" He said.
"I don't like the cameras Jungkook, you know that!" I answered.
"No..." he said and took a breath. "I don't know that... I would have known it if..." he started saying but I interrupted him.
"Let's go, they'll be probably waiting for us!"
"Okay hyung!" He mumbled "Whatever you say!"

Later that night

"Yahoooo! We did it! the tour is successfully over!" Namjoon yelled and we all started jumping around and yelling nonsense backstage.
"May I congratulate Suga hyung for his extreme progress in dancing?" Jimin asked playfully.
"Oh thanks chim chim!" I said. "Is that true?" I asked and turned to Hoseok for confirmation and surprisingly he nodded.
"Yes hyung he's right!"

After that we returned to our hotel. I fell on my bed without even taking my shoes off. Jungkook walked in(we shared a room), saw that and scolded me.
"Yoongi you shouldn't sleep with you shoes!"
"Okay Kookie!" I said and rolled my eyes while taking them off. He sat down to his bed and kept looking at me. "Is there something wrong?"
"We need to talk hyung!" He said.
"Jungkook for the millionth time it's Yoongi! Go ahead!" I said and smiled. I was in a really good mood.

"Yoongi... is there something wrong with you? Why are you acting like this?" He asked me. My smile disappeared.
"Oh not again! First was Seokjin and now you? What's wrong with you people?"
"Yoongi we are fine... you aren't!" He said.
"I wouldn't speak in that tone if I were you!" I hissed.
"What do you mean hyung?" He asked.
"It's freaking Yoongi!!"
"No! It's hyung! You call someone with his name when you're close to him. When you know him and he knows you! But I don't recognize you anymore!" He kind of yelled at me.
"What's the matter with you? Of course you know me! We've been together for almost three years!"
"Yes... you said it yourself, we are a couple! Then why are you acting like that!?" He asked and started to tear up.
"Oh Jesus Jungkook stop it!" I said in a disgusted tone. "Is that it? You're mad at me because I'm trying to change?"
"Not only that... I'm more angry that you're closer with Jimin than you are with me!" He whispered.
"Whaaat??" I said loudly. "God, you're out of your mind!" I said and rolled my eyes again.
"Am I wrong?" He yelled. "You spend more time with him than with me! You take care of him you... you... Do You even know how many people ship you two? How many fanfics they've written about you?" He yelled and got up. His tears became tears of anger but for some reason I was still calmly laying down on my bed.
"Do you want me to show you how many Taekook fanfics are out there?" I calmly asked him.
"That's your answer? You're just going to accuse me for something? I'm always with Tae because someone else doesn't give a shit about me!" He said.
I took a deep breath.
"Okay!" I said.
"What do you mean okay?" He asked surprised.
"You're right... I don't give a shit about you. You realized that yourself... why are you still here?" I asked him with a smile on my lips.
"W H A T?" He yelled.
"What?" I asked him and shrugged my shoulders.
"You know something Yoongi? I'm done!"he said and grabbed his bag.
"Good..."
"FUCK YOU!" He yelled and ran out of our room.

I stared at the ceiling doing nothing.

-Ran behind him!!!

Go on stupid! RAN BEHIND HIM!

I didn't. I just laid there until Seokjin walked in.

"I had warned you!" He said.
"I know!"
"He's pissed, he won't forgive you easily!"
"I know!" I whispered.
"You're f..ked" he said.
"I know" I said and turned around to hide my tears.
"Do you want me to do anything?" He asked and placed his hand on my shoulder.
"Just leave... please!"

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