Far Side

Chapter Eleven - Don't Fuck Up

"Think so, Jimin-Hyung?"

His gaze drifted to Kookie, solemnly nodding.

Jungkook sighed so heavy that his whole chest heaved out, frown deepening with the passing second.

"This sucks," he finally added once he had  enough time to accept the situation.

"Y/N?"

Hearing Taehyung speak for the first time in a while, everyone turned to see what he had to say. Your brows lifted to show him you were listening. 

"They're our beloved Hyungs. I know you don't care for any of us right now, but we love them and hate to see them fighting."

"Who said I don't car—"

He held up a hand to stop you, shaking his head so he can continue.

"Please make the right choice." 

Leaving upon his last substantial word, you couldn't help but ball your hands into fists. This was too much responsibility to place on your shoulders alone. Then again it is your fault all this was happening.

"Yah! Taehyung! Get back here and help me then!"

Holding your breath you waited for him to come back, the loud exhale from your mouth resonated in the room when seconds turned into minutes without him appearing. 

"...thanks a lot." 

You glanced to the remaining two with begging eyes. "Any suggestions on how to approach this? Please don't leave me too."

Jimin gave an uncomfortable smile, chewing on his bottom lip while Jeongguk stiffened, lacing fingers behind his head and looking anywhere but at you. 

"Uh.. don't fuck up?" Kook said making you want to throw one of Hobi's pillows at him. 

"That's your advice? I already know that."

If your eyes rolled any harder they would have gotten stuck in the back of your head.

Jimin tried not to chuckle but when your glare landed on him he cleared his throat and looked away.

"There's really nothing we can say to help. I don't know, maybe try Jin first while Yoongi calms down." 

Jimin's gentle voice calmed your wrecked nerves. You nodded, feeling grateful he made the choice for you. 

"But what if Hyung feels like she picked Jin-Hyung's side?" 

And then Jungkook ruined it.

"Right now it's probably best if she does what I said. Yoongi might bite anyone's head off as soon as they walk through his door without checking to see who it is first. Figuratively and literally."

The brunette nodded in agreement, tossing you a thumbs up as he started to walk to the door. "Well um, hwaiting!"

Jimin followed his pack member, giving you an encouraging grin. 

"You'll do great. Hwaiting.~"

He lightly pumped his fist and exited the room, your body getting ready to reach for your crutches when Jeongguk's head popped back in from the side of the door frame. 

"Oh, hey, Y/N. One more thing—  Don't fuck up.~"

This time you couldn't take it anymore and a pillow went sailing, his head pulling back in just enough time so it smacked the wall instead. Cackling laughter being heard outside in the hallway as he left just fueling your rage.

Wobbling to stand on the crutches at first before you gain your balance, you leave the room only to realize you're now faced with a long corridor filled with doors and you had no idea which one belonged to Seokjin.