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Wednesday, January 31

Yoongi huffed a few cuss words as he threw himself in the bus seat next to Jimin. The pink haired boy looked at him as he threw his bag onto the dirty floor and angrily tugged at the scarf wrapped around his neck.

He decided at that moment that he wouldn't ask Yoongi what was wrong yet. Jimin could tell that Yoongi was in an extremely bad mood and he wasn't going to risk possibly making him even more upset.

Jimin wouldn't know how to handle himself if he had ever upset Yoongi.

There was no conversation for the entirety of the bus ride. Yoongi didn't say a word to Jimin the whole time. He kept his head turned to the side and he stared out of the bus window.

The elder's phone would vibrate, he would click the lock screen and read the notifications, then he would cuss again and shove his phone back into his pocket. This happened about five times until Yoongi had enough and just turned his phone off before he threw it into his backpack.

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Yoongi slammed his tray down on the table next to Jimin, making the younger jump and almost choke on the chewed up strawberry in his mouth.

That's when he decided that he couldn't avoid asking. Yoongi had been angry for a consecutive five hours, it clearly was something that was truly bothering the older. It was obvious that whatever he was stressing over was consuming his thoughts as he hadn't moved since he sat down.

Jimin pulled his book out from under his lap and flipped to the most recent page. The sound of the pen clicking had brought Yoongi out of his trance as his eyes immediately darted over to the notebook.

'Don't avoid it, what's wrong?' He wrote and pushed the book over to Yoongi.

The older sighed loudly and then smacked his head down on the table. He was already sporting a solid migraine so if anything, that felt good.

He kept his head down for a few minutes till he felt Jimin poking his arm with the pen. Slowly, he tore his head up and looked at the pink haired boy.

There was a nervous look on the boy's face as he rolled the strawberry around in his mouth, like he was a little scared to be forcing Yoongi to tell him. He didn't want to cross a line that would ruin their friendship so fast.

"It's just about all the fucking drama around my old friends." Yoongi sighed and began to rub his temples.

'What now?' Jimin wrote and Yoongi read out of the corner of his eye.

"Fucking Jungkook has been out of the hospital for a few days and the boys want to fucking see him and I have to go because Jungkook wants some dinner with us all together like it's gonna make us make up. I don't want to sit with them and have to fucking be nice but I know that's what Jungkookie would want and they keep fucking texting me every fucking detail and I can't fucking take it anymore." Yoongi's head hit the table again.

Jimin felt bad honestly. Seeing Yoongi like this was a bit stressful for himself, it made him want to pet his head and write him a nice letter. Yet, another part of him was telling him that Yoongi was exaggerating.

Sure the older had every right to be upset and angry but it's been too long. He knows it was an accident and so does the one who was injured. The boys have apologized and agreed to never let something like that happen again. Even Jungkook was okay and forgave them for what had happened.

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