Privacy Please

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Jin POV

The next day, the guys and I waited anxiously by Yoongi's locker, hoping to talk and give him back his phone. We stood there, just holding small conversations among us until the bell rang, calling for us to head to class. Instead of leaving right away, we waited another minute.

And another.

Until Namjoon sighed and said,

"He obviously isn't coming today. Let's just give it to him tomorrow or later today. Probably sick or something."

I sighed, running my fingers through my hair,

"Fine. But I don't think he is sick. I just feel like . . . I don't know . . . something bad happened."

Hoseok put his hand on my shoulder,

"Jin, he's probably fine. It probably is just a family thing. He did have to leave last night. Don't worry about it too much."

I nodded, and we all made our way to class, which had started a long time ago.

Walking in, we were scolded by Mr.Chung for being late, but quickly got to work on our project that was missing one member at the moment. It was about ten minutes into discussing our songs and the topics of such when a ding was heard from my pocket. Pulling out my phone, i was surprised to find out the ring was from Yoongi's phone. I didn't want to invade his privacy, so I started to slide it back into my pocket. Looking back up to join back in the conversation, all eyes were on me.

"Guys?"

Taehyung said,

"What did it say?"

Shaking my head I answered,

"Nothing. I didn't look."

They all sighed,

"Come on. One message won't hurt. Probably just a spam message anyways," said Jungkook.

I gave him a look,

"Look. We already overstepped his privacy last night by listening to more. I'm not going to read his private texts."

Once again they all whined, obviously wanting to know all of the "juicy details" of Yoongi's life.

I ran my hands down my face, wanting to stay faithful to what I said, but curiosity getting to me on what Yoongi's life is like. I thought for a few minutes, the rest of BTS's eyes on me waiting for an answer. Sighing for the hundredth time that day, I finally gave in.

"Fine. I'll check."

They all cheered as I slipped the phone out of my pocket, and turned it on to check the notification.

Swiping, I found out he didn't have a password and clicked on the messaging app.

The message he got was from who I think was his dad, but they obviously didn't have a good relationship if he had him in his phone as Alcoholic Bastard.

I read the message out loud,

"Hope you learned your lesson boy. Don't let t happen again . . ."

My eyes widened in worry, and so did everybody else's,

"You don't think . . ."

Jimin's voice went soft.

I shook my head, trying not to believe the worst,

"No. Not possible."

Everyone started to voice their concerns, which I quickly quieted down,

"Guys. It will all be okay, alright? We can go to his house after school just to check, okay?"

They silently nodded, and we got back to work, our minds elsewhere as we did.

*******

The school day finally ended and we all met up at my locker, quickly getting our things together and making our way to Yoongi's house. (Had to beg the secretary for his address before too. Not the easiest.)

After a twenty minute walk filled with groans and "Are we there yet?"s, we finally made it, but were surprised at what we saw. It was a gray and peeling broken down house in the worser part of town. All of the plants were dead and the foundation was cracking. Ivy basically covered most of the house too. Carefully walking up to the front door, i went to knock, being the oldest and all, and was surprised when it opened after barely touching it.

"Hello? Yoongi?"

A creak in the floorboard made us jump, but we continued on our way into the house.

It was completely dark, with beer cans and bottle littered everywhere. There were also glass shards as well, but you could tell someone tried to clean it up. The walls looked to be littered with dust and I think ash. Either that or nobody has cared enough to clean it. I decided to call out again,

"Yoongi? Are you here? We have your phone!"

Once again, silence.

Namjoon caught our attention,

"Guys, I don't think he is here right now. Just give it to him to-"

He was cut off by someone coming down the stairs,

"W. . .what are you doing here?"

We looked up to see Yoongi holding himself at the top of the stairs.




A.N.

So . . . .

This was a long awaited update . . .

Lo siento my dudes.

Hopefully my updates wont be this late in the future but . . . they probably will.

Thanks for all of your support though! 

Love ya,

-Miniminyoongs

:D

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