jin woke up the next morning with quite a few thoughts on his busy mind. two main ones being; one, yesterday he completely forgot to tell yoongi and hoseok that he was staying at a friends house for the night, and two, how did he end up back in bed?
he hugs the light blue koala pillow closer to his chest, still confused as to how he'd gotten here. "namjoon?" he calls, making sure to raise his voice for the man to hear. he hears footsteps approach the room, and assumes it was namjoon. once the man opens his door, they exchange soft smiles. "do you know how i got here?" a curious jin asks, receiving an answer from namjoon that he should've already assumed from the start. "i moved you here in the middle of the night. you looked really uncomfortable on the couch" he says, inviting jin to breakfast afterward. "my mom is coming back, so miyoon will be leaving today" he adds, before walking out. this brought quite a lot of sadness to jin. he'd really grown close to the boy recently, and would surely miss him.
before getting out of bed, he grabs his phone to see ten missed calls and thirteen messages from hoseok. shit.
hoseok
jin
hello
where are you?
-
2 hours have already passed
are you with a friend or something?
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jin it's already 1 in the morning!
text me back as soon as possible
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jin
i'm getting worried
answer
reply
i'm serious
where are you
jin sighs. he would be in so much trouble when he'd gotten home.
sorry i forgot to text you
but anyways
i stayed the night at my friends house
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namjoon's apartment was full of screaming and crying by now, because miyoon had just found out that he has to go back home today.
"NO, HYUNG!! PLEASE!" he pleads, clinging tightly onto his brothers leg. "I DON'T WANNA GO, I DON'T WANNA GO, I DON'T WANNA GO!" he shouts, kicking his legs. "it's okay miyoon, we'll see each other soon again" namjoon soothes, which only helped to make miyoon cry even louder. "EOMMA AND APPA FIGHT AND SCREAM, I DON'T WANNA GO HOME!" he sobs, begging namjoon to refuse him going home. that exact sentence hit really close to home for jin. now jin was hesitant in the idea if miyoon should even go home. he knew how awful his childhood was in that position, and felt bad for miyoon.
"please, hyung!!" his voice is quieter now, from him trying to catch his breath, but just as much emotion was laced into it. "i'll pick you up again in a few days, i promise." he tries to calm the boy down. jin gets up from his seat and walks over to miyoon, bending down to meet him glued to namjoon's leg.
"don't be sad. your brother will come pick you up soon and we can meet again!" with tears still in his eyes, his face all puffy, and his lip quivering, he manages to choke out a "p-promise?" jin smiles and wraps his finger around the boy's own super tiny pinky that was now being stuck out. "promise" he says. in attempt to maybe reduce the boy's crying a bit, jin takes off his silver chain bracelet. he remembers how much miyoon played with it and admired it, so he gives it to him. "here, you can keep this." he beams, adjusting the bracelet so that it would sit snugly around miyoon's small, slightly chubby wrist.
miyoon looks up into jin's eyes, still pouting. his crying had stopped, but there were still enough tears in his eyes that were ready to fall and start up another session. "namjoon will pick you up again soon, don't worry"
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"thanks for driving me home. you really didn't have to thoug-" "you're welcome" namjoon cuts him off. jin smiles. namjoon had driven jin back home and let him take his koya pillow as well; until he found something else to substitute for it, of course. they were currently standing in front of the apartment which jin was staying in. jin jiggles the keys around in the lock, until the door finally swung open. "thanks, again" he says, before going inside and shutting the door. jin didn't bother to lock the door, though. namjoon was just about to turn around and leave, but stopped himself at the sound of immediate shouting.
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jin shut the door on namjoon, turning around to be greeted by an angry yoongi. his arms were crossed against his chest, his eyebrow being cocked upward. "hoseok was worried all night, you little shit" he growls. when jin couldn't bring himself to speak, yoongi repeats himself, but louder this time. "he was worried sick! do you understand what that put him through?" he shouts.
"he thought something fucking happened to you!" yoongi loses his temper and pushes jin, the man's body making harsh contact with the wall behind him. "i'm sorry, okay?!" jin scoffs. he shakes off the pain, bending down to pick koya up from the ground. "don't fucking show me attitude!" yoongi yells at him, kicking his side. jin winces in pain, scooting himself back against the wall to clutch his now probably bruised side.
suddenly, out of nowhere, namjoon bursts into the apartment. a look of disgust and anger rest upon yoongi's already annoyed face the moment his eyes become fixed on the man. before even completely processing the scene, namjoon throws himself at yoongi, punching him in the face. when namjoon saw yoongi kick jin from the peek hole of the door, a wave of frustration had come upon him, bringing him in this position. jin pins himself against the wall, staring at namjoon in complete shock. his jaw opened to the maximum, and his eyes wide. this revealed a whole new side of namjoon to jin, but he wasn't exactly sure how to feel about it. yoongi lifts his head as he attempts to wipe some blood from his lip. he looks up to namjoon and smirks.
"is that the cheating son of a bitch, kim namjoon?" he asks sarcastically, laughing. namjoon regret his actions now, somewhat.
but part of him had an urge to do it again.
yoongi pulls back a fist, getting ready to launch it into namjoon's face, until he felt someone pull him back so that it couldn't be done. "don't" jin pleads. the bleeding individual furrows his eyebrows before letting out a loud chuckle. then he slipped into an irritated state. "what the fuck, jin?" he snaps.
"are you dating my ex boyfriend? is he the 'friend's house' that you stayed at?" he growls. jin then became mad. "i'm not dating him! stop acting like you know me when we barely know each other!" yoongi laughs, wiping at his lip once again with the back of his sleeve, before giving jin a nasty look.
"get the fuck out of my boyfriend's house"
