promise.

Chapter 4

JIN

as he sat at lunch with Yoongi and Kyungsoo, Jin couldn't help stealing glances at Jimin's new table. He couldn't help it. Jimin was now hanging out with a new group who were on their way to becoming the next generation of potential weed-dealers and hookers. 

Jin watched as Jimin sat there, a classic and unsettling playboy smirk playing at his lips as he laughed at something that insolent Kim Taehyung had said. Jin also noticed Ryu Sana draped over Jimin's arm, occasionally kissing his neck. 

ew.

"Dude you gotta let that snake-y jackass go," Jin heard the unmistakable voice of Kim Jongdae, as he slid into the bench next to him. 

Jin sighed. "we've been friends since we were kids. how would you feel if it was Sehun?" 

the said boy looked up at the mention of his name. "hey! don't compare me to that snake. I would never leave hyung for those shits. please. i have standards," he smiled, before stealing a fry from Jongdae's tray. 

Jongdae glared at Sehun. "shut up."

Kyungsoo leaned forward to Seokjin. "you just had to bring up the tall rat."

Sehun laughed. "at least i'm tall, hyung."

Kyungsoo hit him upside the head. "why are you even here? aren't you supposed to be at the kiddie table?"

"hyung, I'm only younger by one year!"

while they bickered, Jin and Yoongi discussed the events of that day's Chemistry Lab disaster, which had included Kim Namjoon trying (and failing) to flirt with Seokjin, and thus knocking over seriously dangerous chemicals, which ultimately resulted in him getting detention for setting a table on fire. 

while they were laughing, Jin glanced to Jimin's table again. Jimin wasn't there. before Jin could think of where the short prick had possibly gone, however-

"Jinnie Hyung."

all chatter at the table stopped. Jongdae grabbed Seokjin's arm, to steady Jin or himself, Seokjin didn't know. Kyungsoo and Yoongi both glared at Jimin. To his utmost delight, Jin saw that Jimin looked slightly nervous. He quickly recovered before repeating. "Jin hyung, i-"

"what the fuck do you want here, Park?" Kyungsoo blurted out. 

Jimin glared back at him, his newfound arrogance getting the better of him. "I don't have to explain myself to you, Do Kyungsoo."

Yoongi stood, almost knocking the table over. he stood in front of Jimin, his hands in fists. under normal circumstances, Jin would have made a joke about how close they were in height, but he didn't bother because these were clearly not normal circumstances. "Don't talk to your seniors like that! you have some goddamned nerve coming here, after what you did to Seokjin!"

"hyung, i-"

"No. leave. go back to your little gang of drunk pricks. that's clearly where you belong. never come near us, especially near Seokjin, otherwise i will beat your head in and then feed you to a killer whale."

Jimin's expression hardened. "i don't remember doing anything to you, Yoongi hyung. i want to talk to Seokjin, and i will, and then i'll leave."

Seokjin looked up at him, a flare of anger going through him. he stood, pushing Yoongi behind him, so that he could tower over Jimin. "for the last fucking time, Park Jimin, i am not your classmate. i am not your friend. i am not your brother. i am your senior, and you will treat me with respect. and if you ever try to come near me again, may god have mercy on your soul, because i sure as fucking hell won't." he spat out the words at Jimin, wanting it to hurt him.

and it did. Jimin visibly looked shocked, hurt. He must have thought Jin would never swear at him.

well he was goddamned wrong. 

 he staggered back. "hyung, please-"

Kim Taehyung appeared at his elbow, dragging him back. "Jimin, come on, we can't stay here with them," he dragged Jimin away, not before giving Seokjin a pointed look. 

Jin stood there, trying not to let his true emotions show. he slumped back in his seat next to Jongdae. the boy patted his arm. "you'll get over it soon, Seokjin. don't worry about it."

if only he could.

JIMIN

idiot. you're such an idiot.

he needs time. of course he does. he's still angry.

 "Jimin, you gotta stop dwelling on that loser," Taehyung said, his hand still on Jimin's arm. Jimin nodded. "yeah. you go on, i need to catch my breath." Taehyung nodded, and walked on. Jimin turned and walked to the library. it was quiet, which is why he liked it. since he had joined the new squad, he hadn't had the chance to do much reading. they weren't really the type to open a book club.

he walked to one of the Science Fiction shelves, trying to stay hidden. god forbid someone saw him and told Seungcheol or Sana.

"Well, well, Park Jimin is in the library again. Didn't think you would ever return, what with the crowd you hang out with now." Jimin grit his teeth, and turned to face the voice. 

"Jeon Jeongguk, did your mother never teach you about honorifics?"

"nope," the sophomore replied cheekily, a grin on his face.

Jimin sighed. "what do you want, Jeon?"

"what's up with you and Jin hyung?"

"first off, how come you call him hyung, and not me? second, nothing."

"maybe i respect him more, since he actually looks older than me. you on the other hand...i'm sure pre-school would be willing to take you in again, seeing as your brain is still pea-sized."

"why don't you run along, Jeongguk, your juice-box is waiting."

Jeongguk pushed him. "this is why i like Seokjin better. he's pretty pissed, as if that's a shocker."

Jimin groaned. "if you're not gonna be helpful, fuck off."

"of course i'm not. you did a dick-move, especially when Seokjin has been the only one to stand by you all the time. why he loves you so  much, i will never understand. you hurt him, Jimin. and he's like a brother to me. i can't keep seeing him hurt, because of you. you're an idiot, you broke his promise, and now you think that he's just gonna forgive you after two weeks. i love him a lot, and i won't let you hurt him anymore. he's already been hurt enough."

"how's his sister?"

"she is where she's been for the past three months. things aren't looking too good. not that you care."

Jimin glared at him. "don't you dare-"

"yes, i dare," the sophomore seemed far more serious than he had been five minutes ago. "if you cared, you wouldn't turn your back on Seokjin hyung now, when he actually needs you. he's always been there for you, and this one time he needed you, you decided to be a jackass and fuck about with that bitch Ryu Sana."

"Jeon Jeongguk, i-"

"you don't deserve Seokjin hyung. when you realize your mistake, when you actually do feel some remorse if that's even possible anymore, then come talk to me. before that, don't even think about it. Please. i just want it to go back to what it was. i want my hungs back," he smiled sadly. "see you later." Jeongguk walked away, his hands in his pockets.

Jimin stood there, flabbergasted. Jeongguk had never dared to talk to him like that. 

but dammit, that irritating baby was right. 

i'm so stupid.

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it's far too much work to work on this plot and all its flaws right now, but at least i can make it look nicer and less confusing