ceo; pjm (cringe af do not read)

| thirty-one |

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i stared at him, trying not to break down at the sly smirk he gave me.

i knew that, but why does it hurt me even more when i hear it from his lips?

"i-i guess it's all solved now!" i laughed, trying to cheer Jungkook up, who just stared in utter shock. a small tear left my eyes, making me quickly jerk my hand up and wipe it away.

"what the fuck is wrong with you?" Jungkook unclenched his fists, and he sounded gentle. too gentle.

"you are fucking hurting her and you dont ca-"

Jungkook shot up in his seat, but before he could take action, he was cut off.

whats with everyone getting cut off from talking all the damn time?

"so, we got our food and now you guys can go..." Yoongi stopped his sentence midway. he stared at every one of us intensly.

"why were you crying? why does he seem like he was mad a few seconds ago and now wants to punch someone in th face-" and he stopped, narrowing his eyes at Jimin. he walked over to him and pulled his glasses off, "why do you look so fucking sad?"

my eyes widened. how could he read people so well. i looked at Hoseok who shrugged, and Yoongi gave Jimin an icy glare.

"fuck you, Jimin. You lil cunt will pay for this." he spat, and Jimin had to wipe some spit from his face. Hoseok tried to hold in his laughter, but failed. i didnt understand anything that was happening.

why fuck you, Jimin?

"you, you ugly ass cunt bitchy motherfu-" he grabbed the frozen Jimin by his arm and pulled him up.

"-are coming with me. Hoseok, Jungkook, you two are gonna stay with Sang Ki. this lil ugly ass cunt will come with me, i have to clear some ugly shit up with him, and-" he gave Jimin a look, a threatening look, "you wont be getting any breakfast for your actions, bitch." he mumbled, dragging Jimin away from us. Jimin looked sad, very sad.

"d-did you guys listen to what we said?!" I whisper-yelled to Hoseok who shrugged again.

"i was getting my food, and once i turned around Yoongi wasnt there. i searched for him everywhere and found him spying on you guys. but thats where you said something like 'what the fuck is wrong with you?' and i couldnt listen anymore because Yoongi dragged me away." Hoseok mimicked Jungkook in a much higher tone than what i thought.

"w-wait... so Yoongi heared what we were t-talking about?" Jungkook gulped, pure fear evident in his voice.

i gave the two a look, wiping my eyes. "well, who cares anyway-" i laughed, but actually, it was forced again. i was hurting. my heart hurt and no one realky noticed.

"i'll be getting my food."

"me too!" Jungkook smiled, intertwining our fingers together. i looked down at our hands. his hand was warm and big, but the only thing i could think about was Jimin.

his hand had fit perfectly with mine, the last time. and now, i bet i wont be able to even look at his face.

i sighed, looking over at Jungkook with a flushed face before a too familiar voice made me shut my eyes instantly. hearing his voice hurt.

"why the fuck are you two holding hands?"

Jimin.

i thought he was dragged away by Yoongi a few minutes ago.

"none of your business, twat." Jungkook pulld me towards him. i looked at Jimin whose eyes were full with venom. his jaw was clenched, along as his knuckles. his knuckles were white. my heart hurt again. a knife was piercing through it while i stared at his features.

"f-fuck you, Jeon Jungkook! She's mine!"

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