❛ My Perfect Hyung ❜ - JinKook ✔️

12

Jungkook's heart raced.

Was he really kissing Yoongi back?

What the hell was he doing? He didn't feel the same way for Yoongi!

Placing his hand against Yoongi's chest, Jungkook pulled back, at the same time pushing Yoongi lightly.

Yoongi's eyes fluttered open. His eyes searched Jungkook's face, pleading to see what he felt.

Abruptly, Jungkook got to his feet and moved towards the door.

"I'm sorry."

"No, don't." Yoongi shook his head. "You can't be sorry. You didn't do anything."

"I shouldn't have." Taking a deep breath, Jungkook readied himself to give it to Yoongi as he felt it. "I don't love you back. I like you, but not the way you want it. And I'm sorry."

Yoongi's mouth hung open, his eyes fluttered rapidly.

"Please. Let's... Let's be friends?"

Yoongi's head feel. An exasperated sigh espcaped his mouth as his turned on his spot, combing his hand through his head.

"Yoongi..." He didn't mean to hurt Yoongi. He didn't want to hug him.

Jungkook's hand lifted up, but hung in the air. He licked over his lips. He felt the temptation wash through him. Temptation to go over and pat Yoongi's shoulder encouragingly, telling him he deserved better. That he would be fine eventually.

But his will disappeared. He didn't think he was in yhe position to console people.

"Do you still have feelings for him? Who is it? Jimin? Taehyung?"

Jungkook opened his mouth to answer Yoongi, but he was also curious aboyt his answer. He wasn't sure about his feelings. Was he really over his feelings for Jimin? Then what about Taehyung?

Why then did it get to him when he sees Taehyung with someone else?

His hand fell to his side.

"Am I not good enough? Or is there really a problem with me?"

"Please don't say that." He shook his head. "If anything, I'm the one with a problem. I'm the one not good enough, Yoongi."

Yoongi swivelled. "Why then do you push me away like a plague? If the problem is not me, why did you choose Jimin or Taehyung over me?"

How could he leave the room? He was beginning to feel suffocated there. Yoongi was making him breathless and noy in a good way.

"But I love you despite. And you can't see that. No matter how hard I try, you just wouldn't see it." He said desperately.

Could the ground open up and swallow him like a little white pill?!

"It's okay. I understand," Yoongi flashed him a sad smile, sniffing. He shook his head and wiped his tears. "I'm sorry."

"No-"

The door opened, making the two turn to see Jimin walk in.

Jimin halted when he saw he had occupants in his room. His eyes shifted from Jungkook to Yoongi, then back to Jungkook, then he shot a glare at Yoongi.

"What are you doing in my room?" He demanded.

Yoongi shoved his hands his pockets, puffing air from his mouth.

"I asked what you're doing in my room, Yoongi? And even how did you open it?"

"Jimin, it was me. I'm sorry," Jungkook apologized.