Brotherly Love (BTS X READER) *Book 1*

Wrong

     Jin squinted his eyes at the male sitting on the bed across from him.

     "Okay, so what you're trying to tell me, is that Jungkook is the one that told (Y/N) all that stuff about us and is the reason why she told everyone how you're an asshole."

     "Exactly!" Namjoon exclaimed. He looked like some sort of crazed philosopher who believed he was *this* close to finding the secrets of the universe when in reality, he was just tweaked out on acid. His hair was a mess and his clothes disheveled, all pairing quite peculiarly with his wide eyes and rambled speech. He really could have easily been compared to an escaped criminally insane person, and the look on Jin's face told him so.

     Namjoon had been sitting across from Jin explaining his theories for roughly 45 minutes, which was undoubtedly too long considering the simplicity of the conclusion. By the 15 minute mark, Jin was ready for the lecture to be over, and by the 30 minute mark, he was ready to physically throw himself off the balcony. To be fair, he was glad Namjoon wasn't angry. Had he been in a fit of rage, perhaps Jin might have cared more. However, the younger male was simply ranting on and on about all of his different ideas of how you could have possibly known enough to make such accusations against him, and them. Quite frankly though, Jin couldn't care less.

     "Huh," was his reaction. After 45 minutes of philosophical lecturing, all he could really think to respond with was a skeptical 'huh.' Namjoon's eye twitched, and his crazed smile faltered for a split second.

     Then, he lunged at the older male.

     Namjoon jumped forward and grabbed onto Jin's shoulders in a swift motion, visibly shocking the poor guy.

     "Don't you know what this means?!?! It means that she's not just insanely perceptive, she has an inside source! It means Jungkook is the one that's been telling her these things! He's the reason why everything is falling apart!" he exclaimed loudly into Jin's face, damn near terrifying the older man (excuse my profanity lolzzz).

     "Get off me!" Jin exclaimed, pushing Namjoon back into his original spot on the bed opposite him. "Look, I get that this is all pretty shocking to you, but I think your digging way too deep into it!"

     "I think I am not! I'm not an idiot Seokjin, it all adds up! Did you even listen to a single word I said?" Namjoon fired back in return. He was beginning to feel frustrated. If his theory was unbelievable, how was he supposed to confront it?

     "Quite frankly, I did listen, and that's why I think it's ridiculous. Jungkook hardly has a single thing to do with the girl besides a casual conversation every now and then. I think you're just overreacting."

     Namjoon sat in disgruntled silence. Was he overreacting? It couldn't be. Everything made sense!

     Jin sighed. "I understand that it's probably stressful, a lot of things are turning against you at the moment, but you don't need to just go around blaming it on other people. Even if Jungkook did do the things you're accusing him of, I'm sure he had his reasons. The kid seems awfully on edge lately..." he spoke, in some sort of attempt to sooth Namjoon's fit.

     "Are you trying to comfort me or something? Since when were you the type to do that?" the younger male responded. Jin's aura seemed peculiarly warm at the moment, not that it could really be considered that warm, but it was warmer than normal. Jin sighed once more.

     "I don't know," he looked down at his hands. "Maybe the kid is right about something. Maybe there's something wrong with me too, just like there suddenly seems to be with everyone else. It never seemed like it before, but, the more I think about it, the more I just feel like somethings different. I don't know, maybe the kid just talks too much."