SLIDE INTO MY DM'S -- N.JIN ✔️

Chapter 12

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SEOKJIN:

"Open the fucking door! Its Yoongi!" The banging on the door made me groan, waking up from my light slumber.

Hoseok gets up with a start, falling off of the couch and onto the floor, hitting his elbow on the table. He sighs, getting up to open the door.

I rub my eyes and ruffle my hair, getting up. I knew I wouldn't be able to fall back to sleep, not with all the noise. I drag my feet to the kitchen, deciding to make some coffee for Hoseok and I. Maybe for Yoongi too?

"Ouch, hyung! Ah-ah! My ear!" I could hear Hoseok's childlike whining from a mile away.

"You deserve it. Where's Jin hyung?" Yoongi spits out. Even in extreme anger he had not forgotten his manners, he still addressed me as hyung. I'm impressed.

Stomping footsteps turn to my direction and soon enough, I feel someone tap harshly on my wide shoulders. Those hands turn me around, and a paper is slammed on my face.

I gently take the paper off, thrusting the cup of coffee in my hand, to Yoongi, who was held responsible for all these actions. "Easy there, I'm still your hyung." I speak sternly, the opposite of my facial expression, which was gentle.

The atmosphere was tense, it was only then I realised that Yoongi wasn't the only one here. The others — Taehyung, Jimin, Jungkook, and to my surprise, Namjoon — had come along as well.

"Explain this," he hisses, pointing at the direction of the newspaper held in my hands.

"First, you calm down. We need to solve this out with calm minds. Not end this with rash decisions made in aggression." Spoke Namjoon. He had a sort of control over Yoongi, it seemed, since he tried to calm himself immediately.

Taehyung was biting his nails while whispering something to Hoseok. Jungkook was holding onto Jimin's arm, his head on the elders shoulder, eyes closed.

I straighten out the paper in my hand, before reading the headline out loud.

"Famous rapper J-hope spotted leaving his house with a male, presumably his boyfriend whose identity has still not been revealed. No official statement has been made."

The bitches forgot to mention that he was having a fucking breakdown due to all the ruckus outside of his house. What a bunch of shitty liars.

Beneath the ridiculous headline, was a picture of Hoseok and I getting into my car. Luckily, my face could not be seen, since a mask and cap had been covering it well.

Well, we're fucked.

I gulp, my eyes avoiding Yoongi's and meeting Namjoon's worried and calm ones. There was a strange emotion that flickered in them, but disappeared as soon as it appeared. He gave me a shaky, dimpled smile to reassure me.

"Let's discuss it while sitting, yes? I'll make some coffee for you all. Hyung, go freshen up, you just woke up, and you both still need time to absorb all this," Jimin, the life saver, the angel, saves us both.