Threesome [From Wit]

Jungkook

"Hello? Is Suga hyung there?" A boy asked me he took a peek inside.

"Jungkook? I thought you are practising for the concert tomorrow." Yoongi pushed me aside so that he can talk to the boy, which appears to be Jungkook, one of the members in his boy group. Jungkook only took a small glance at him, and looked down. "Hyung. I think you should see what's going on." Yoongi opened his eyes wide, then he went inside and took his jacket. "Jungkook, stay with her. I don't want her getting hurt, or even hurt herself."

Hurt herself? What does that mean? Of course I won't hurt myself. I'm at home. But I realised now that all this time he is protecting me.

While I was thinking about it, I didn't know there is a pole with jackets on them in front of me and before I can bump to it, Jungkook holds my stomach, stoping me. I made a small "thanks" and immediately walked towards my room. I sighed and walked back out.

He looked at me again, and I saw his true beauty. He is handsome, a lot handsome than I thought. Tall and strong, but his face reminded me of a little bunny I used to keep when I was little. So adorable yet so manly. His strong athletic hands stir a cup of coffee, and gave it to me. He has this very shy voice, a small, baby like voice. Appears to be younger than Yoongi Maybe 8 years younger than I am. "Here you go. The coffee was cold so I microwaved it." He handed it to me with his soft, delicate yet big hands. I took it with my cold and small hand cupped the mug as feel the wisp of steam hits my face.

"Oh, are your hands cold? Here, I can help." He took my hand as I put the mug back to the counter. I don't know if Yoongi can approve this. But somehow holding his hands gave me a weird feeling. A feeling that I think would made Yoongi mad. I pull my hands away from Jungkook, but he does not let go. So l let him be. Surprisingly, its very comfortable and warm.

After a while, we decided to cook breakfast together. We cooked eggs, bacon, and instant noodles. I teached him a lot because he does not know how to cook properly. He accidentally poured too much tomatoes onto the eggs and I laughed. Then he told me lots of jokes. I asked about what Yoongi does with the other members. But he didn't anything and continued cutting some onions. answer "Jungkook? Are you okay?" I asked when he started tearing up because of the onions.

"Is there something that's going on?"

"It's nothing. Personal business." He said. "Aww come on. Tell me. After all, he is my boyfriend." I tell him when he stopped. He just stopped cutting and looked out the window. "Oh, goody. Suga hyung is here. I gtg, I'm really sorry I did not have time answering your question." He ran off, an onion still on his hand, but he walked back and put it back. He was dismissed by Yoongi, who immediately walked inside.

"What are you doing?" Yoongi asked as he opened his jacket and put it aside. "Um, I'm just making instant noodles and eggs. Here, eat some." I gave him a plate of eggs but he pushed it back and got back to our room.

"What happened? I asked as I pulled his shirt. He pulled my hand away. I demanded an answer, so I ran in front of him, blocking his way.

"What is going on with you?!" He slaps me in the face. My cheeks turned blood red. I touched it, and it felt warm. I reached for him, grabbed his legs, but he kicked my hands and I let go. The pain spreads not only to the cheek, but my entire face. I walked slowly to the fridge and grab a cold pack.

After a few minutes, I decided to go outside and walk towards BTS's office. It's very cold outside so a five minute run would be okay. As I walked in the office, Kim Taehyung asked why I came in.

"I just wanted to know what happened." I said, holding back tears caused by Yoongi's slap.

"What happened to you? Why is your cheek red? Is it because of the cold?" He asked too much, so I just walked towards the practice room.

"Don't come in, please." Taehyung said. But I push him away. I want to see what Yoongi sees.

I went inside, without even noticing some of the members asking me why I came here. I just wanted to know. Turns out, I regreted coming here.

Because what I saw with my bare eyes is Jimin, resting on the ground, bloody but still breathing, knife finding rest on his arm.

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