the rejected bullet || yoonmin

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[jimin pov]

i look at hoseok, concerned. then i sighed to myself, thinking.

what is yoongi and yoonji not telling me?

"c'mon, we gotta go back to class and finish some stuff. i got you, okay? if yoongi doesn't want to talk to you, then i will." hoseok gave me a soft smile and put his arm around me.

that gave me so much relief. i'm really glad hoseok is there for me.

hopefully this all clears up soon.

[jungkook pov]

i sigh deeply while sitting on a bench on the school campus. taehyung had his hand in mine. thankfully, i didn't have class until the afternoon, as well as taehyung, so we both had our mornings and lunchtime free.

"you said jimin didn't bring a backpack during that ramen dinner right?" i double check, and taehyung nodded.

"yea, he just brought his phone and wallet." he began, "i think yoonji might have taken it during that night, hijacked the phone, and managed to get into the phone, sent the message, and when jimin said he only saw it in his backpack, she slipped it back in there just in time." he explained.

i simply nodded.

everyone else had class except us. we definitely need to explain everything to jimin.

no matter what.

[jimin pov]

i walked to the usual lunch spot with hoseok, and noticed right on the spot that yoongi wasn't there.

i just threw my stuff onto the bench, and sat. everyone was here, except yoongi, and surprisingly, yoonji.

"what's wrong?" asked seokjin immediately. he looked at me concerned through his new eye glasses.

"something happened between yoongi and i." i said in a monotone voice. i saw seokjin sigh, and didn't really speak as much.

"is he not going to come here?" namjoon asked after, who was sitting right next to seokjin. i shook my head, and they both were surprised.

"apparently a text was sent from my own phone number saying i wanted to end yoongi and i's friendship because i thought yoongi was jealous of yoonji or some reason, which did not happen! i lost my phone yesterday and now we—or i mean, jungkook, taehyung, and hoseok—think yoonji stole it and managed to get into my phone to send the fake text." i said concerned.

seokjin put his drink down and looked to the table.

"wait, you're not suspecting that yoonji took it? why?" asked seokjin.

him too...?

"you too? oh, so you all are claiming yoonji took it?" i retorted, crossing my arms. why were they targeting yoonji? i don't really think she could've done it.

am i just... really too nice...? gullible?

that's when jungkook and taehyung arrived at the table.

"just, i don't know. she doesn't seem like the person-"

"for the love of GOD, jimin. stop being right up her alley, literally." taehyung suddenly broke into my sentence, threw his bags onto the table, and stood right next to me, giving me the stink eye.

jungkook sighed and then sat next to me, then looked at me.

"it's not your fault really. she's trying to lure you into her trap." his tone of voice dropped a bit, and he took a deep breath.