My Crush | ksj

25 - Sorry

~ Hayoon POV ~

"What the fuck, Hayoon?!", Namjoon practically slammed me into the locker. His eyes burned with anger as his fingers dug into my shoulder. I gasped for air, trying to somehow make sense of this situation. This Monday was stressful enough on its own.

"W-What", I managed to somehow stammer out, ignoring the looks of everyone around us. Namjoon never seemed capable of being this aggressive.

He let go of me and threw glares at the bystanders, before pulling me around the corner into a quieter hallway. Unable to protest, I simply followed his lead. The silver-haired boy pulled out his phone with shaking hands – I wasn't sure whether it was out of anger or something else.

"Look what your boyfriend sent me yesterday", he hissed, shoving the display into my face.

My mouth fell open as I read the message – was Taehyung for fucking real??? This was illegal on so many levels.

"I'm sorry, I don't know- ", I started to apologize only for Namjoon to interrupt me with a hand gesture.

He sighed, continuing a bit calmer "Look, I personally don't care for your whole relationship drama but don't start pulling everyone into it. And I think you know damn well that you should stay away from Seokjin from now on"

It stung. Not because Namjoon was mean or anything, because it was the truth. No matter how hard I had tried to keep my friends and me safe, I screwed up. I wasn't even surprised that Taehyung knew of my situation with Seokjin, he was always informed on everything. All that aside, I had no choice. Namjoon's girlfriend (no matter how unsympathetic she was) didn't deserve having a literal porn video of her shared online. So I just nodded, unwilling to even say anything.

"Thanks. I uhh... hope this will somehow get cleared up", he clenched his teeth, patting my arm a bit too hard before leaving me alone in the hallway.

I turned around, launching my fist into the wall at full speed. Fuck.

"You don't have to ditch Yoongi for me, you know?", I tried to change Jimin's mind one last time, but he just shrugged and fixed my hair with a smile.

"Best friends before boyfriends!", he grinned. I couldn't help but smile weakly, at least Jimin remained somehow positive.

I scanned our surroundings, we had come to a stop in front of the school gates. "Uhm, can we get going?", I nervously tugged at Jimin's sweater, signalling him to move. I just wanted to leave before –

"Ah, Hayoonie, are you leaving already?", Jin swiftly stepped in front of me with his signature smile, making my knees wobbly immediately. God dammit.

"Yeah, we were just on our way", Jimin came to my rescue while slowly pulling me to his side.

Jin furrowed his brows, trying to make eye-contact with me, but I desperately avoided his look. There was no way of knowing what Taehyung saw and what level of contact was too much for him. Probably being in the same room. "Oh, then see you tomorrow", he waved goodbye with a confused expression. At least he didn't try to hug me. God, it hurt so much to ignore him like that.

And so I bawled my eyes out as soon as Jimin opened the door to his room. Taehyung put so much pressure onto me, destroying every ray of hope in my life, forever reminding me of the hell I was trapped in. In what world was this any fair?

My fingers trembled over the display, hesitantly hitting send.

"hey jin, i think it would be safer for everyone if we kept some distance for a while. I'm sorry"

A/N: back with another chapteeeeer, i hope you enjoyed! please leave votes and comments <3 have a beautiful day! <33