COLD

5: R

Jimin was alone in his room. He was quietly sitting on his bed, a closed book lying next to him.

He could hear his brother, Seo Joon, in his room playing Overwatch.

Seo Joon had invited him to play with him, but what had happened earlier that day bothered him a lot.

"You could have fucked up, Jimin."

Jongdae had his head over a window sill, peeking over it. He carefully slid under the glass pane and into the room.

Jongdae was his current boyfriend, after Yoongi broke up with him.

"Look, Jimin, what happened a year ago isn't your fault. It was his. He was too drunk. You know that."

"But I can't help but feel responsible."

Jongdae plumped down next to Jimin and gave him a little hug.

"Jiminie, you have to remember. Yoongi was the one who broke up with you, he gave up on you first."

Jimin looked into Jongdae's eyes longingly.

"But..."

"No buts, Jimin. Don't worry, you have me." Jongdae puffed up his chest and pointed at himself.

Jimin hugged him back.

"I trust you."

Jimin closed his eyes and laid his head on Jongdae's lap, falling asleep. He was very tired.

Jongdae began to stroke his hair as he whispered softly to no one, his eyes glowing a dark magneta.

"You shouldn't trust demons so easily."

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Seokjin opened his eyes, allowing them adjust to the sudden brightness of his surroundings.

The flaw in shadow travelling.

"Hey Seokjin, what are you doing here?"

Namjoon, who was in the kitchen, leaned backwards so he could look at Seokjin while he spoke.

"Is Yoongi around? I need to talk to him."

Namjoon pointed towards the bathroom and leaned back into the kitchen.

"Namjoon, please don't make a mess in my kitchen, I used good money for the renovation."

"Potassium."

Seokjin mentally gave up on Namjoon and headed for the bathroom.

Before he could knock on the door, he heard soft sobs coming from inside.

"Yoongi? Is everything okay in there?"

The sobs stopped.

"No. Go away. I'm naked."

Seokjin knocked on the door a few times.

"I said go away, alright? I'm busy." Yoongi retorted.

"You better not be jacking off in my towels."

Seokjin began observed his surroundings. He could smell the lingering scent of alcohol, beer to be exact. He could also smell a hint of sex.

Jungkook wasn't lying.

"Yoongi?"

The dull water sounds stopped. The door flew open.

"What do you want?" Yoongi stood at the entrance of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist. His light blue hair was dripping with water and looked like blue grass on Yoongi's head.

"Did you try to fuck Jung-"

"Yup."

Seokjin placed his arms on his hips and walked towards Yoongi, who had his hands up in a blocking stance.

"Before you kill me, do note that I had a few drinks, by few I meant 8 or 9. I lost count. But we didn't do anything else except for making out."

At this moment, Namjoon came out of the kitchen with three plates of pancakes, dripping with maple syrup.

Yoongi smirked slightly. He knew what Namjoon was doing.

Seokjin loves pancakes.

As expected, Seokjin immediately sat down on a chair and pulled out a fork from the shadows.

"Namjoon, you really know me well."

Yoongi quietly thanked Namjoon, sliding in.

The three ate silently, except for Seokjin, who was stuffing his mouth with pancakes.

"So Seokjin, what brings you here?"

Namjoon waited for Seokjin, who started chewing faster and awkwardly. He held up a hand as he swallowed it all down.

"I'm here to talk to Yoongi. Regarding his... Relationships."

They both turned to look at Yoongi.

Yoongi was halfway out of his seat, his legs about to sprint into his room.

"Sit down, Yoongi. This is a serious matter." Seokjin reached over and grabbed him by the sleeve, pulling him into his seat. Yoongi looked away from the two, his eyes drifting away.

"I just drank like a shit ton of beer, so unless you want me to puke everywhere, you should let me go sleep."

Seokjin rolled his eyes and exhaled slowly. "You know what you are. You only can stay drunk for like an hour before your liver removes the alcohol from your body."

Yoongi pressed his lips tightly, not making any possible eye contact.

Seokjin turned to Namjoon.

"Did you know he tried to fuck Jungkook?"

Namjoon dropped his fork.

"What? You. Tried. To. Fuck. Jeon. Jungkook." Namjoon's usual happy expression disappeared entirely.

"If something happens to my favourite dongsaeng, I will really destroy you. I don't care if you're higher than me, I'll make sure I'll go down with a fi-"

"Don't worry, we just kissed."

"Min Yoongi! You yourself know what happens to people when you have sex with them! You promised you were going to practice abstinence." Namjoon copied Seokjin's position, who had his arms folded across his chest. Yoongi pried at his pancakes uneasily. He knew the consequences, but still went ahead and seduced Jungkook.

"I'll apologize to him when I see him."

Yoongi lowered his head and pushed his pancakes towards Seokjin.

"Here. You can have my portion."

He stood up and left for his room.

Outside his door, he leaned onto the door, pressing his forehead on the delicate wood.

"Why does my life have to be like this?"

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Author's note

Namjoon and Seokjin are like parents scolding their mischievous child over here it's so cute

Yoongi is like extremely old and angsty here but he still young don't worry he's still hot as fuck

I relate to Seokjin so much tbh

Pancakes 4 L5