Hybrid Hop ( On Hiatus)

Chapter 20

Jungkook's POV

Instead of talking with Yoongi, I've decided to give him the silent treatment. Even if I try thinking about what to say to him, nothing comes to mind. I can't belive what he did, almost killing an innocent kid, that asshole.

"Jungkook, you're hugging too tight." Jimin whimpers. I come back to reality, loosening my grip on him.

"Sorry Jimin." I sigh, resting my chin on his shoulder. We're currently cuddling on the couch, watching a movie. He's sitting between my legs, back against my chest, my arms around his slimming waist. The diets have been working well for us. We're all sticking to them and it's doing wonders for our bodies. We have so much more energy and whatever they put Hoseok on makes him louder and happier than ever.

"It's okay, are you okay though?" He whispers, trying not to wake a sleeping Namjoon beside us.

"Yeah, I'm just.. still mad about Yoongi." I mumble. He turns around, straddling me. It's become a normal thing for us now. Jimin straddles me all the time, even I straddle the others when they're feeling happy or cuddly.

"Why won't you tell me what happened? Hoseok runs away every time I ask and Yoongi just growls and throws something at me." He pouts. I sigh and give him a kiss on the cheek.

"I don't want to scare you. Yoongi can be scary when he's angry. Let's just say... he did something almost unforgivable." I shake my head.

"Is the boy okay at least?" He asks, cocking his head to the side.

"I hope so. I told him to call me if he feels any pain. He hasn't yet though..  but I don't know if that's a good or bad thing." I groan, letting my head fall back onto the couch.

"Well... I think it's a good thing. He doesn't feel pain, so he doesn't feel the need to call you." Jimin shrugs, putting his arms around my shoulders.

"But still, he could be dead for all I know." I clench my hands.

"Don't be so dramatic. Do you... want him to call you?" He asks, his voice wavering at the end a bit.

"Maybe just a little." I shrug. Jimin let's out a little hmph before pecking my lips.

"The next time you see him, you should bring Hoseok and let them meet. Then, Hoseok will know he's not a threat and he won't attack again." Jimin shrugs, slipping off my lap and standing up.

"That may be a good idea." I shrug. I stand up as well, and grab his hand, leading him outside.

"Let's go to the garden." I smile. He nods his head and we walk to our backyard, the night sky filled with stars and the moon, bigger than ever.

"Winter is ending." Jimin smiles.

"Thank god, I'm done with all this rain." I laugh. We don't get a lot of snow, we just get a lot of fucking rain. Half the time we have to mop the floors after each other. I may or may not purposely hit Jin with the mop... multiple times... in the head.

"Ack! It's eating my shoe!" Jimin whines, looking down. I follow his gaze and see his foot half deep in mud. I chuckle, picking him up and getting him out of the mud.

"Now my shoes are all muddy." He pouts.

"Whatever, hose them down if you have to." I laugh, pushing him with my shoulder lightly.

"I'd hose you down if I could." He grits his teeth.

"Hm?" I hum.

"Oh, nothing." He grins widely.

"That's what I thought." I roll my eyes. We enter the garden, looking at all the flowers that are many shades darker from the dark around us.

"I've always liked the night better than the day. It's not so noisy, not so bright, not so.." He trails off.