orbit . m.yg + j.jk《completed》

7// Bitter

Yoongi focus

Hands still pressed together as the jittery boys took their seats across the room. Once they separated a stream of thoughts coursed through Yoongis mind but he tried his best to push them too the back of his head.

For fucks sake why did you forgive him so quickly? 

How stupid could you be? 

Wow you really fucked up this time 

HE DOESN'T DESERVE YOU!!!! 

His head pounded due to the unsettling aura surrounding him and jungkook. Deep down he knew he had done the wrong thing by letting him walk back into his life but he couldn't hold back. Yoongi was desperate for the attention and affection he failed to receive as a young child. During his younger years his older brother had always been the favoured child. Unfortunately his parents didn't do a great job at hiding it, this caused yoongi immense pressure to make them proud but he still felt under appreciated to this day. Around his early teenage years he suffered from stress anxiety and mild depression. Occasionally his "problems" as he liked to call it, would make an unwilling return and flip his life upside down once again.

Suddenly Yoongi snapped out of his daydream and ended the battle with his thoughts at the sound of a low rattle. A single brown pencil rolled across the lanolin table top, coming to a halt at the aforementioned's loosely crossed arms. The weary boy lifted his eyes to reveal a smiling Jungkook "Why did you move from your seat?" He questioned

"I got lonely over their and mingyan won't shut up about her new sketching pencils its driving me crazy" the dark haired boy chuckled lightly at his reasoning, knowing that he just wanted to be closer to yoongi. Instead of laughing along with him the older just scoffed and averted his gaze. Layers of tension swirled in the air of the musty classroom leaving jungkook slightly perplexed. Hurt twitched in his chest as he raised a tawny eyebrow. 

Jungkook focus

"is everything ok?"

"Yeah im fine." the pale boy breathed nonchalantly

"Are you sure, did i upset you?"

"No im fine" his voice ached with annoyance and he refused eye contact, thankfully jungkook got the message he was trying to send and let him be. Leaving an awkward ambience to hang in the air between them. the latter spent the next five or so minutes contemplating whether he should move back to his original seat but he decided not to in the end as it would probably strengthen the push and pull status. The rest of the lesson was spent in silence as the two sketched quietly in their sketch books.

Jungkook tried his best to start conversation but he was turned down by yoongis grunts and death glares. The youngers heart sank and the hopeful glint in his eyes disappeared, soon enough he gave up trying and continued in utter silence, sneaking quick glances at the hunched figure in front of him. Jesus fuck he's cu- what the hell kook your supposed to be pissed at him for being pissed at you, but why is he pissed? i thought he forgave me. pfffft clearly not. ughhhh why is this so difficult. Voices in his head bounced off the wall of his skull as he raised his hands to massage his temples as if he had a headache. 

He just wanted to prove to the older that he was worth his time but he didn't know how. Each glare that was shot his way by yoongi set fire to his insides and weakened the motivation to gain the boys trust. Jungkook had never felt so passionate and confused about someone like this before and the struggle to express his true feelings became more burdensome and bitter as the days commenced.

Yoongi focus

After three gruelling hours of holding in his tears he finally made it back to the dorm. Before the door had a chance to shut yoongis legs gave way and he fell to the glossy wood floor with a loud thump. His eyes profusely leaked like a faucet once again and his hands automatically found their way to his flustered face, trying their best to rub away the rushing liquid. All the tension in his body escaped as he slumped over and cried into his knees. His incessant sobbing was interrupted by a loud ping from his phone and he knew exactly who it was.

Jungkook: Yoongi please tell me what i did wrong

read at 3:03 pm 

Jungkook: please i need to know

read at 3:04 pm

That night apprehensive thoughts racked his brain, unable to devise a plan to cut ties with the toxic friendship he shared with Jungkook. He didn't even know whether to call it a friendship. He didn't know what it was to be completely honest

[a/n: Sorry this chapter is so short but i'm really low on plot ideas and don't really know what i wrote here its kind of a mess so if you have any please hmu xo]