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19.

i'm confused  *edited*
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•jungkook's pov•

i sat on the counter, watching yoongi cook. he didn't cook very often but when he did it tasted like heaven - but not as good as jin's cooking. he turned around and caught me staring, i blushed and averted my gaze. i felt a hand take my jaw. he looked into my eyes. i panicked; by now my cheeks were probably darker than my hair. yoongi stood between my legs. i tried to escape but a pair of large hands gripped my thighs and stopped me. "where ya' going bun?" he smirked and stroked my thighs. i bit my lip.

"get a room you two"  hoseok said and opened the fridge. 'hyung help me!' i mouthed to hoseok. he took a water bottle and laughed. "i'll let you handle that alone" he said and left. i looked at yoongi who was staring at my lips. he bit his lip lustfully. "h-hyung the food" i squeaked.

"but i already have a full course meal right here" he said and smirked. i gasped, my blush got even darker if it was possible. "leave the baby alone he's burning up!" jin said and pushed yoongi away. "thank you hyung"  i whispered and smiled. "no problem" he whispered back and winked.

•sometime later•

i sat in my room and played overwatch. i won, again. i was starting to get bored. i got an idea.

after the incident this morning i hadn't spoken to yoongi at all except when he asked me to pass the salt when we ate dinner.

i made my way to yoongi's studio and knocked twice, as usual an expressionless yoongi opened the door. "hi hyung" i smiled. he knew what i wanted. he sat back down in his very comfortable chair. i entered the studio, i sat down in the black sofa and relaxed. "i'm working on a new track for my album right now do wanna hear some?" yoongi said and turned around. "of course hyung!" i chirped.

he clicked the start button and a melody started to play. i heard breathing. then he started to rap.

"on the other side of the famous idol rapper. stands my weak self, it's a bit dangerous. depression, ocd. they keep coming back from time to time. hell no perhaps that might be my true self. damn huh, feeling estranged in reality. the conflict with ideal, my head hurts. around 18, i developed social anxiety. right, that was when my mind was gradually polluted."

i took of the headphones and stared at yoongi "is this true?" i started to tear up. he looked away. a tear rolled down my cheek. "you said you were doing a lot better" i whispered. "jungkook" he warned. "you lied again" i said.

•no one's pov•

yoongi shut jungkook up by kissing him. "please listen to me kook". yoongi begged, his forehead against jungkook's. the younger nodded and wiped his delicate tears off his red cheeks.

"i'm okay when you're here with me"

- Littlebaby-kook