three days | jikook✧| COMPLETED

7,

September 21st

"Jimin, please hear me out!" Jungkook couldn't contain himself anymore.
After apologizing for the sixth time, Jimin still pushed him away, not wanting to know the reason behind all the ignoring.

"What is there to know?!" Jimin's voice broke, as well as his heart,
"what the actual fuck is there to know? It's all clear!"

"Wha-"

"Don't fucking interrupt me!" Jimin growled, causing Jungkook to slightly flinch at the elder's tone.

"I've given you everything Jungkook! I tried solving this before it became an even bigger problem, but you kept on ignoring me like I was nothing to you! What could I have possibly done to you to treat me like this, tell me!" Jimin sobbed in between his words, trying to catch his breath.

His eyes were puffier than earlier and his cheeks were a dark shade of pink, he looked tired, as his skin had lost its natural bronze glow and was now replaced with a faded nude color, almost like he was dead.

The room was ghost-silent, except for the footsteps Jimin took, walking back and forth, not able to stay in one place.
The current situation was eating Jungkook alive, as he couldn't think of an appropriate answer; or for that matter any answer, because he didn't have it, he didn't know why he did what he did and it kept him awake at night for days.

Long and awkward minutes had passed when Jimin suddenly stopped his walking session and opened the door of his room, catching Jungkook's attention with it.

"Get out," he sounded calm, almost relieved, "p-please."

Jungkook had noticed the change in Jimin's voice but protested to say anything about it.
They've already been in enough shit as it is.
He wasn't going to pressure Jimin.
Not anymore.

Jungkook quietly left the soft bed and walked out of the room, hoping that Jimin will tell him to stay, but all he heard was the slam of the door that echoed through out the whole house.

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"That's not fair Yoongi hyung!" Taehyung lightly punched Yoongi's arm, earning a small chuckle from Yoongi, Seokjin and Namjoon.

"Yah, Yoongi hyung, can we please watch something else?" Hoseok tried sounding manly, but his shaky legs gave him away.

"You're scared too aren't you?"

"Okay, okay, we'll watch something else, right Yoongi?" Seokjin gave him the look and Yoongi just frowned.

"Oh come on! Why do they even come with us if they know we're gonna be watching a horror movie," Yoongi whined, "fucking cry babies."

"Language Yoongi!" Seokjin gasped.

"Jin hyung, please I'm not trying to be rude, but stop acting like you're our mother, I'll fucking cuss if I want to."

Seokjin's eyes widened, but he kept quiet. Yoongi was right, he wasn't their mother, but he did wanna help them and keep them on the right path as much as possible, considering he was the oldest one of them all.

"Yah! Stop arguing and just pick a movie!" Namjoon yelled.

"He's right," Taehyung agreed, Hoseok just giving a nod of approval.

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The rest of the day went by awfully quickly and to Jimin's luck, no one came upstairs to check on him.
That made him feel left out, but also grateful since his friends understood what he was going through.

But did they really?
Not even Jimin himself could figure out or understand what was going on, much less his friends, but of course, what does he know. He's just a burden to everyone and lately everyone has been his boyfriend, if he could even call him that.

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(This is not the end)