"yoongi."
"don't talk to me."
"we have to talk." namjoon knitted his brows.
"no. no we don't."
"please! just this once."
yoongi groaned loudly, turning around to face the taller.
"what is so important that you have to tell me!?"
"what happened between you and hoseok?"
yoongi widen his eyes.
"what's the name did you just said?"
"hoseok jung. what happened."
yoongi just huffed and grabbed namjoon's wrist, pulling him towards the janitors closet.
yoongi closed the door behind him, crossing his arms to face him.
"why do you want to know? what has he told you?"
"nothing personal, i swear. i just..wanted to know what happened."
"i don't need friends. that's why i shut him out."
"what did he ever do..?"
"it doesn't matter what he did. i just got rid of him."
"yoongi..."
"i don't want you to know everything. you don't need to know my personal life, kim." he glared.
"i know but..i'm trying to—"
"—make new friends?" yoongi scoffed. "then you picked the wrong people."
"i didn't."
"yes, yes you did." he rolled his eyes, crossing his arms.
"i did not." namjoon's voice went deeper.
yoongi fluttered his eyes a bit.
"i don't want..to be friends with you."
"oh."
"you're wasting my time."
