All for you

12.

Jackson

I stood up in shock, staring at Jinyoung, feeling a bruise forming on the back of my head. I watched him shudder and moved to approach him when he whispered.

"I'm heading to my room instead" he folded his arms across his chest, looking away from me.

"I'm sorry. I'm trying okay. I'm trying. What do you want from me?" I asked, tugging on my hair. The tiredness and frustration I felt the entire day was creeping back onto me. All I wanted was some peace to come back to, to and from him. Why can't he just give me that?

"Just. Forget it" he muttered, walking away. I huffed, feeling so frustrated. He knows how much it hurts when he turns away... so why?

"Fucking hell. Come back here Jinyoung" I groan, unable to hide my frustration as I reached for him.

I leaned forward to grab him when he shrugged out of my grip, shoving me back against the wall causing me to knock my head again.

I stood there stunned, watching him rush into his room. His tear-stained face still printed in my mind. Did I just curse out loud?

I blinked, stunned by myself before chasing after him. I tried to open his door only to find it locked and tried jiggling it again.

"Jinyoung. Babe. I'm sorry" I knocked, my other hand still on the doorknob.

"Babe please open the door" I begged. I can't go to bed like that... I need him. I don't want to be apart.

I heard his muffled sobs and panicked, needing to know that he's okay.

"Jinyoung... open the door. Please babe. I'm sorry" I shouted, banging against the door.

My shouting woke up the other members as they all came out from their rooms to find out what the commotion was about.

"Yah. Stop" JB shouted, pulling me away from the door as I continued banging against it.

"I just. Get him to open the door" I pled, tugging my hair in frustration while keeping my gaze on the door. Fuck. Why did I do that?

"What's going on?" Mark asked, frowning at us.

"Hyung. Why are you shouting?" Bam asked, rubbing his eyes.

"Jinyoung. I need him. Please. Please just open his door" I muttered, turning to JB.

"I can't. Manager hyung isn't around today... sorry Seun" JB frowned.

I felt the wind get punched out of my lungs, the whole day's events and activities catching up to my body.

I reached out blindly, grabbing onto JB's shoulder for support. My head started spinning, my body aching and drained. To top it all off, my heart feeling so cold and empty. I just need Jinyoung...

"What happened?" JB asked.

"We. Fought. I guess. He's never turned away. And. I cursed. Oh god. I cursed at him" I replied, letting go of JB to clutch my head as it throbbed harder. Jinyoung's really my life.

"What?!" Mark shouted, all of them looking at me in shock.

"I wasn't thinking. I know. Please just. I need him" I begged, lifting my head to look at them while my body swayed.

"You're going to bed. It can wait till tomorrow morning. You're going to collapse again at this rate" Mark frowned, his gaze concerned as he watched me. He quickly grabbed me and wrapped my arm around his shoulder, my body sagging against his.

Bam wrapped my other arm around him, supporting my weight as the two of them tugged me back to my room.

"I'm okay. I just need Jinyoung" I muttered, pulling away from both of them. They tightened their grip on me, pushing me back into my room.