Coffee & Kisses

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   It was midterms break. And luckily enough for Yoongi, when the drama had gone down it had been the start of their midterm break. No classes were to follow for the next week due to maintenance and it students needing a break and whatnot. But Yoongi had been holed up in his dorm for days, ignoring phone calls and knocks on his door. Thankfully for him, Jungkook was away to visit family in his hometown Busan. Yoongi has absolutely loved what he'd said to Taemin and had totally wanted to march over to the others dorm and flip him off but he had to respect Jimin, knowing that the younger probably wouldn't want any more problems to rise up. But oh how he wished he could. But why he wouldn't want to leave his dorm was because he was afraid of what Jimin would say to him, how he would feel, and if he was even considering staying Yoongi's best friend at all. Yoongi's eyes began to well up with tears as he thought of Jimin again, he was deeply in love with the younger and he couldn't do anything about it. Jimin would most likely shun Yoongi and wish to never speak to him again. But then there was his hopeful side that said Jimin would dump Taemin and stay friends with Yoongi and maybe, just maybe develop feelings for him but Yoongi knew he was shooting for the stars with that one. And then there was his rational side. Yoongi knew Jimin, and he wasn't one to immediately shun, but he would often begin distancing himself from the said person and wouldn't talk as much. And Yoongi knew that Jimin would most likely begin distancing himself soon enough. And that's what ripped at Yoongi's heart. It made him feel like his heart was being torn out piece by piece, and the spiteful person called fate would laugh in his face as they left his poor heart in a pile on the floor. He didn't like this feeling, and he felt like it was his slow demise to any and all emotions. He was starting to feel numb because of all this. He had stuffed his phone in his backpack which had been long forgotten. And he didn't feel remorse for the annoyance he might be causing Namjoon for not returning his calls. He didn't care that maybe Jin was stressing out because he might not be eating or something. The usual feelings he once felt rolled off his back and were forgotten. He felt like an utter mess. And it was all Jimin's fault. That's what's he'd been telling himself anyway, but he knew that that wasn't the case and he could never be mad at Jimin. He was mad at himself though, for falling into a one-sided love and to never crawl back out from it.
To put it lightly, Yoongi was fucked.

Knock
Knock
Knock

The noise resonated throughout the medium-sized dorm room. Yoongi didn't bother getting up, believing that if the person really wanted to see him they'd bust down the door if they had to.
"Yoongi? Is everything alright? We are all very worried about you, you know?" Jin's muffled voice made it to his ears, and the ever so tiny feeling of guilt poked at him. He sighed.
"Yes, I'm fine Hyung." Yoongi said, voice devoid of any emotion. Jin seemed to sigh deeply on the other side.
"You do know you almost gave me a heart attack, right? Jesus Christ, I thought you had been murdered Yoongi! Now you better open this goddamn door before I bust it down!" Jin shouted through the other side of the door, and all at once his feelings came back like a flash flood. He didn't know why it was triggered but his chest became incredibly too heavy for him to bare because of guilt. Yoongi quickly got up from his bed, finally done starting at the same ceiling for days on end. Yoongi walked over to the door, slowly creaking it open to peek outside. But when he saw all five (minus Jungkook) of them waiting behind the door, he quickly shut the door tightly.
"No thank you." Yoongi said, immediately looking for an escape route. He saw his window and remembered he was only on the first floor, which was a great thing, so he speed-walked quietly over to the window. The sounds of shouts growing louder by the second passing through the door. He saw the screen popped out and there was grass on the other side. Relief flooded through him like a tidal wave. Yoongi quickly put on a pair of ripped black skinny jeans and a black sweatshirt and his backpack before heading over to the screen once more. He then heard the lock to his door being jimmied open by what he suspected to be a Bobby pin of sorts. He hopped out of the window and carefully put the screen back in right before the door was opened, so he ran off the other way, scanning the area quickly, hoping to maybe get some coffee while he was out. He turned around and saw Jin in the window who narrowed his eyes at Yoongi and began shouting curse words at him as he tried opening the window screen as well. Yoongi quirked a smile. He knew he shouldn't put Jin through hell like this, but it was fun, and he definitely didn't really care right now.

I kinda want to double update. :)