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jungkook

" jungkook ! where are you kid !? "

it sounds so distant yet so familiar . the wind nipped at the skin of his face , his cheeks blotchy from escaped tears and eyes nearly sagging down .

he's on the roof right now . it's been a week . a week of being fucked over and restraining himself beyond possible .

jungkook doesn't care that he looks like honest utter shit right now because he is feeling worse than that .

jimin's rejection slowly consumed him , affecting everything in him . thoughts haywire , reflexes erratic , psychotic tendencies unpredictable than ever .

he's been waking up crying everyday since jimin blatantly implied that he has nothing do with the younger . purple started to bloom underneath his eyes . it's not like he has been sleeping either .

" i have been searching for you everywhere . " yoongi panted out , relieved , after seeing the familiar back of his brother sitting on the ledge .

" why ? "

yoongi has been more paranoid after last week . he knew his brother wouldn't take it well , jungkook grew up being spoilt by yoongi everytime .

not having jimin or his attention when the youngest absolutely craves for him , yoongi expects all possible worst .

if jungkook being unpredictably stalkerish and adoring jimin way too forwardly was mind-wrecking already , then having jungkook on the standby and positively toning down all of his displayed affection towards jimin is enough to make yoongi insane .

" let's eat ? "

" you know i won't hyung . "

but jeons are headstrong , and yoongi is more stubborn than anyone . he tsked , lugging their lunch with him as he plonked his ass down beside jungkook on the ledge .

jungkook flinched as his hyung forced the packaged kimbap in his hands. he looked down at the crinkled foil , the edges already open and ripped at the seams .

just like him . open that everyone can see just how devastated he is since last week and broken that he can't even function properly .

" it's jimin's dress rehearsal today . "

shoulders sagging down , jungkook swallowed the lump forming in his throat and averted his eyes elsewhere . away from yoongi's prying ones .

" aren't you going to see your senpai , kooks ? you've prepared something for the recital tomorrow right ? " yoongi scooted over , bumping shoulders with his dongsaeng , and lowered his head to catch the younger's gaze .

" i ... i'm not performing . "

a ping was heard from the youngest's phone who sighed and , almost tiredly , picked his phone up and stared at the lit up screen .

hobi-hyung
august 14 , friday
1:22 pm

hobi : ur really backing
out from this one ?

hobi : we're losing our
golden center , kookie

kookie : sorry hyung .

kookie : you still have|

jungkook paused , contemplating on how to type jimin without bawling his lungs out .

kookie : im not ur only
center .

kookie : there r
others hyung :)

hobi : ur still the dance
team's golden center.

hobi : not coming down for
chim at least ?

kookie : pass hyung :)

kookie : keep an eye on him

kookie : on the
last chorus , his feet
, footworks .

hobi : wut ?

hobi : damn i knew it

hobi : sure kooks

hobi : drop by the
recital tomo ok ?
seen 1:26 pm

yoongi eyes his brother sadly , feeling pain seeping through the air from jungkook . jungkook needs to go .

he knows that jungkook is dying to see jimin perform modern dance instead of contemporary for about a year now . he knows that jungkook almost strained his back practicing the dance he , hoseok and jimin were supposed to present in the recital tomorrow .

his heart hurts as he saw the tears finally slipped down his dongsaeng's doe eyes , crystal glistening in the dim sunlight .

" i wanna see him hyung , but he doesn't even want to look at me . "

whimpers . sniffles . coughs . and sobs .

it seems repetitive to him now . having done the same thing whenever jimin came up in anything , even the slightest .

yoongi bit back his own sobs , opting to be the strong hyung for his frail dongsaeng . jungkook needs him right now . yoongi may be hurt from seeing his dongsaeng cry but jungkook is far from hurt .

he's frozen in last week . stuck in that horrid wednesday . way too deep in the pit of regret and self-hatred . oblivious to everything but jimin .

jimin who hates him .

jimin who he adores .

jimin who he is slowly and painfully freeing out of his grasp .

jimin who he is willing to do anything for.

anything .

and if that means leaving him alone , watching from afar , and admiring from afar . . .

even if it hurts , even if it squeezes his throat whenever he sees how happy jimin is when he stopped tailing him around , even if it physically pains him to see jimin's smile from afar ,

as long as it's jimin , then he's ready to risk killing his heart just to keep senpai's beating .

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