stuffie [ Yoonkook/Sugakookie ] ☆BANG BANGTAN AWARDS☆

Fourteen

When I looked up, Yoongi was shoving the blankets off of him and going to Taehyung's room, probably to change out of my clothes. I shot up and followed him quickly, leaving a confused, sleepy Taehyung behind to lay on the floor.

I finally caught up to Suga, slipping into the room behind him right before he shut the door. He turned and looked at me, attempting his hardest to give me an annoyed look, but I could see straight through it. He was upset by what I'd said, but I didn't want to be the reason that he couldn't be completely happy with Jimin.

"Yoongi," I said quietly and let my head hang a bit. "I'm sorry, I really am," I shook my head, trying to stop myself from crying. I cried too much.

"What?" He snapped. "If you think Jimin should move in, he surely can. You said it was fine, so I would expect that you'll be over later to collect your belongings." Yoongi was trying too hard to conceal everything he really felt beneath his anger.

"Hyung, I hate Jimin! Can't you see that? We were friends until the two of you started dating. Jimin used me to get to you, and then he began rubbing everything in. Everyone else pitied me and I hated it! And yesterday, Taehyung showed me how he really felt and I had to reject him. At dinner, I even threw my food at Jimin and everyone had to separate us before it got worse," I took in a deep, shaky breath.

"Showed you?" He questioned, his expression filled with more concern than anger now. I could feel my cheeks growing red and I quickly filed through my head for what to do, what to say.

"L-Like this," I stammered before I closed in the fairly short gap and pressed my lips against his. To my surprise, he kissed back. He was the first to part his lips more, gliding his tongue over my bottom lip before he abruptly pulled away and brought his hand to his mouth.

"I can't," he spoke softly, refusing to meet my gaze as his cheeks flushed the lightest pink I had ever seen. "I'm with Jimin." Yoongi stumbled slightly to get to the bathroom and change his clothes.

"Yoongi, wait!" I felt my heart shatter in my chest and I followed quickly behind him. "Please, I want to come back home!"

"Don't," he said, his voice wavering and uncertain. He pulled my shirt off and folded it before he picked up his shirt from yesterday and pulled it on. Suga glanced over to see my look of disbelief before he continued, "I don't want you to get hurt, okay? It would be better if you moved in with Taehyung and it surely would make him happy."

"You're kicking me out..?" I felt tears sting the back of my eyes as my voice broke on the last word. Suga must have heard the hurt in my voice and he suddenly turned around to face me, sighing heavily.

"You said yourself that you think Jimin should live with me. Jungkook, of course I wouldn't kick you out. I want you to stay with me. Just- How could you deal with someone like me every day?" Questioned Yoongi, and I didn't know it was possible for my heart to break twice until I heard those words.

"I just kissed you! Don't you get it? I'm in love with you, I'm jealous of everything that Jimin has because you don't love me. You love Jimin instead. Can you see it now?" I felt my chest heaving as I held back tears. Yoongi had now fully changed clothes and he set my folded pair of clothes on the bed.

"I hear you, Kookie. I'm still going home though. Join me whenever you're ready, or get your belongings, it's up to you." Suga gently let his fingertips brush along my arm until he stopped with a firm grip on my shoulder. "I wish you good health, and no troubles."

With that, he left the house, wishing Taehyung a goodbye and thanking him for allowing him to stay. Tae had answered groggily but he was making something in the kitchen that smelled nice.

With a heavy sigh, I put my clothes into my bag and then went to get my beloved stuffed cat.