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//29 - "Leave him"//

Yoongi wakes up, cringing at how dry his mouth is and decides to get up and get some water. He sits up and rubs his face, almost poking his eye when he hears a sudden shatter coming from downstairs. He is now fully awake as he's afraid Jin might be in trouble.

He hurriedly slides out of bed and runs out of his room, but he only makes it to the top of the stairs when he hears a soft moan, Jin's to be exact. His face turns red as he figures out what it could possibly mean and he's proven right when he sees Jungkook carrying Jin out from the kitchen, hands all over each other. He curses before scurrying back to his room, just in time to go unnoticed by the horny couple.

He leaves his door opened just a bit and as he watches them stumble into their room and loudly slam the door, he sighs as he leans his head on the wall. It feels like his heart has shattered into a billion little pieces, making it hard for him to breath. He shouldn't be this upset, right? Well he is and it's all because of Jin.

He curls his hands into fists once the sound of their activity surpasses through the walls, digging his fingernails into the palm of his hand. Now he knows how Jin felt that night when he easily gave him up and boy did it fucking hurt. He's replaceable, so it seems. And even though he promised not to, he really needs a drink right now and his thirst is for anything but water.

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Jin stirs awake, trembling as he feels like he's been put inside a freezer. The sheets are all bunched up and at the foot of the bed, Jungkook's warmth is barely of any help despite being plastered against his back. What the fuck happened to the heater? He's sure it's been on since the beginning of the month, strange how it's suddenly off now. It also doesn't help that they're bare ass naked too, so there's that.

He struggles to get out of Jungkook's tight grip until finally he manages to push his arms away, replacing himself with a pillow. Somehow satisfied, Jungkook rolls over to his other side along with the pillow, his back now turned towards Jin and he hums happily. He stares at his strong back, hovering his fingertips over the scratch marks all down his back and shoulders. Damn, he really did that.

After throwing on some warm clothes, he quietly leaves the room and goes downstairs to where the main thermostat is until he stops right outside Yoongi's office door. It's open and he's curious enough to want to peek inside. He knows to respect Yoongi's privacy, but he figures it wouldn't hurt since he's most likely still asleep.

He peers inside only to find said man splayed on the floor, a bunch of vomit right next to him and vodka bottles littering the floor. He rushes inside and lifts Yoongi's head up on his lap, avoiding the nasty puddle. He gently slaps his flushed cheeks.

"Yoongi! Wake up, come on," he stutters, pushing his greasy hair back. "Please Yoonie."

Yoongi groans but he doesn't open his eyes. Instead he just grumbles, "fuck off."

Jin lets out a sigh of relief since he now knows he's awake, but that relief is soon replaced with anger. "You fucking promised me you'd stop. Why would you do this?"

"Don't pretend like you care. Just don't."
"Wha—"

"Why bother trying to fix something that's broken if you don't really care enough to do it? You're wasting your time and frankly, mine too. There's always the 'you can get better', but what if I don't want to? What if I don't deserve to get better?"

Yoongi finally opens his eyes and looks up at Jin, scrunching his eyebrows as he can't quite place the expression that he's sporting. It doesn't take long to find out though.

"How fucking dare you? What makes you think I don't care enough to help you? I've told you Yoongi, I want to do whatever and everything I can for you to be happy. Everyone deserves to be happy."

Yoongi scoffs. "Liar. If you'd do anything, you wouldn't have let Jungkook fuck you last night."

Jin's eyes widen.

"Yea, I saw you guys come upstairs and I also heard everything. So tell me Jinnie, who was better? Me or him?"

"Why would you ask me that?"

Yoongi finally sits up after much struggle and he scoots away from the younger boy. "Cause apparently I wasn't good enough to satisfy you. I know I used to be the fucking worst and I treated you horribly, but still."

He winces at the sharp pain in his left temple, reaching up to rub his head. "So you gonna play us both or what?"

"I..."

"Here, I'll make it easy for you. You're not. Break up with him."

"W-what?"
Yoongi rolls his eyes. "Leave him."
"Why?"

Yoongi smirks. "Because I know you don't love him like you love me. In the few weeks you've been together, you don't look at him like you looked at me."

Jin lets out a nervous chuckle. "What do you mean? I-I don't love you."

"Keep telling yourself that sweetheart. And if that reason isn't enough, here's another one for you. You're mine Seokjin, ever since the beginning. I've learned from my mistakes, trust me, and believe me when I say I will fight to keep it that way if I have to. I'm not losing you again."

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Heyo I'm back with a hella short update. I'm sorry if it doesn't make much sense. Ya girl is tired

>>Zesty Sauce