Slams and hate

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Min Yoongi POV

I hear a scream from Jungkook's room. It's halftime on the game so I quietly make my way up the stairs. Smooth like a snake. I open the door to see pillows on the floor and all of his blankets too. I also spot Jungkook on the desk with his hair messy.

"Why the hell are you on the desk? And why does your room look like J-Hope had a sugar high and burst into your room?" I scold him. He looks at me ashamed.

"Hyung," He says. I grab his wrist and bring him to my room before he can start explaining.

"Hyung. Do you remember Taehyung hyung?" He says, as he's on my bed. I stiffen up.

"Why?"

"I-I ran out because he saw me." That's it? No this is Jungkook.

"And?"

"That's it." He says.

"Tell me the whole freaking story!" I shout, losing my patience. He knows when it comes to my first love, I'm not messing around.

"I punched him." He says inaudible.

"What?" I question.

"I. Punched. Taehyung."

Jeon Jungkook POV

"I. Punched. Taehyung." Before Yoongi hyung could even process what I just confessed I made a mad dash to his door. It's locked. Fear takes over. I fumble with the lock. Click. I run out.

"Jeon Fricking Jungkook!" I hear Yoongi hyung roar.

"Huh?" Namjoon hyung and J-Hope pop their head out of the studio. I can make out faint rap music. They see Yoongi hyung's scary stare. Their mouths go into a O shape. They go back and hear the lock click. Take me with you, hyungs! Dear Lord, protect me from him. I silently pray. My body gets slammed into the wall. I groan in pain.

"You punched Taehyung!" His face is close to mine. I'm sure he forgot all about his basketball game. He picks me by the front of my shirt and drops on the floor, harshly. He scowls, angry. Guilt hovers over me. He leaves me while muttering some bad things.

"Jeon. Don't freaking  talk to me unless it's about business." He says, cold as ice. I hear his door slam. At that moment, Namjoon hyung and J-Hope hyung come out, worried. They see me on the floor, sobbing. Namjoon hyung tells J-Hope hyung to get me some ice. I suddenly feel anger in my veins. I hate you, Taehyung. I really hate you.

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