Rough or Soft

25

The next morning Yoongi woke up with a splitting headache. He turned to see two Tylenol on the bedside table and a glass of water. He glared slightly yet took them. Drinking the water until the glass was empty.

After laying down for a while he groggily got up and made his way to the bathroom. Only for his eyes to widened comically and his hand to fly to his neck. Red and purple hickies covering three-fourths of it.

"FUCK!"

He ran out and down the stairs seeing Jungkook calmly sitting in the kitchen. He slowed down, three feet away from him, breathing heavily. Regret in his eyes.

Jungkook looked up, disappointment clear on his face.

"Did you have fun?"

His voice was void of any emotion. Only making Yoongi feel worse. Yet his eyes held the most hatred Yoongi had ever seen in someone before. Causing him to shrink in fear.

"I-..."

He couldn't come up with anything to say. He didn't know what to say.

"J-Jungkook~"

He raised his hand.

"Don't Yoongi."

He shook his head and stood up, a dry chuckle escaping his chapped lips. Now that Yoongi really looked at Jungkook he could tell he hadn't gotten much sleep. His eyes were rimmed red and his black hair was disheveled.

Yoongi took a step towards him.

"Pl-Plea~"

Jungkook turned and glared down at him.

"I SAID NO MIN YOONGI!"

Yoongi flinched and closed his eyes tightly, tears forming in his eyes, yet he didn't get to cry. He wasn't the one who was hurt.

Yoongi whimpered and lowered his head.

"Will you j-just hear me o-out? Please J-Jungkook?"

He looked up pleadingly. Jungkook glared and crossed his arms, nodding.

Yoongi bit his lip and stepped closer. Jungkook held his hand up once more.

"Stay where you are."

Yoongi inaudibly whimpered but nodded nonetheless.

"Taehyung convinced me to go to the bar with him and I said yes, I knew I shouldn't have but he begged me. Him and Jimin got into a fight and he wanted to forget about it, so I agreed. We got drunk, I didn't want to drink but he got me the drinks and they were like twelve dollars each. I remember dancing with Taehyung then we somehow got split up and then this guy was grabbing my waist..."

Yoongi pauses and looked up to see Jungkook's eyes boring into him. A deep frown etched into his handsome face.

"Then I was up against the wall and he was kissing my neck. I swear to you when I tell you he didn't do anything but this,"

Yoongi said pointing to his neck. Only for Jungkook's glare to get darker once he looked at them, again.

Yoongi shifted, intimidated by the glare he was receiving.

"Then I came here. I swear we didn't do anything. Jungkook you have to be-believe me! I would never cheat on you."

Jungkook took a step closer, sadness present in his stare.

"You already did Yoongi. When you let him kiss you."

Yoongi whimpered pitifully and tried to reach for Jungkook. Yet he dodged and turned away.

"Don't touch me, I can't even look at you right now. I need some time. As of now we're taking a break."

Jungkook coldly spat as he walked up the stairs, ignoring the broken sob that flew from Yoongi's lips. Yoongi fell to the ground and got in a fetal position. Hot tears streaming down his face. He didn't have the energy to stand up so he stayed like that till his bones ached.