The ravenette scribbled some lines down in his black notebook. The sound of the charcoal ingraving the white sheet of paper filling his ears, ignoring the teacher talking in the background. He feels eyes looking at him, knowing all too wel who it is. His heart skips a beat, but he rolls his eyes, pushing his pencil harder in the paper, the letters now becoming more darker and thicker.
"Will you dance with me?"
"You have beautiful eyes, Koo"
"Trust me, Jungkook"
"Oh my god, I can't help the fact that you're so fucking naive! It was one fucking date, nothing more!"
The thin piece of wood breaks in two pieces, sharp splinters spreading over the ravenette's table, who just looks at the broken pencil, wanting to laugh how much he resembles that broken piece of wood in front of him.
"Jungkook? Are you okay?" The ravenette slightly lifts his head to face the teacher, who's looking confused and concerned at the same time. All the younger does is nod before taking out another pencil from his pencil case, continuing to write the lyrics coming to his mind. Ignoring the painfull splinter in his hand, and burning stare at the back of his head.
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"Guess who's back!" Taehyung yells, smiling widely, his arm around Jungkook's neck, who can't bear to smile any wider than a grimace. The boys at the table smile at the return of their maknae's, Yoongi shaking his head slightly at the immature elder of the two.
"How was it?" Seokjin ask, taking a sip of his water before taking a bite of his pizza roll. Taehyung's eyes light up as he starts to talk, Jungkook just nodding his head and only talking when needed.
"-and we ate SO many strawberries! My mom even made a strawberry cake, and then I was like: but MOM, we already ate so many strawberries! And then she said: there's no such thing as enough strawberries! Isn't my mom amazing!" Taehyung gushes, a childlike innocence and enthousiasm glistering in his chocolate eyes as he looks at his hyungs, who just chuckle and nod their heads, while one of them slightly blushes and looks the other way.
'Those damn eyes' Hoseok curses, hoping for the redness in his cheeks to dissapear soon.
"Anyway, how were your weekends?" Taehyung asks, looking at his hyungs. Yoongi just stares at the younger, opening his mouth to say something, but someone cuts him off.
"Sorry babe, they didn't have cheeto's, so i brought you normal chips" Namjoon says with a sigh, placing the small bag of chips in front of the eldest of the group, who slightly pouts but shrugs his shoulders.
"That's fine, Joon. I'm glad I got any chips to be honest" his plump lips spread in a dazzling smile after his statement, the younger smiling too, pressing a small kiss to his lips, which Seokjin happily recieves. They both pull back, Seokjin continuing eating his pizza roll and Namjoon taking a swig of ice tea, their friends staring at them.
"What was that?" Taehyung asks confused, staring both males dead in the eyes.
"What?" Namjoon asks, furrowing his eyebrows a bit in confussion.
"THAT! You two kissed!" Hoseok let's out, slightly annoyed his friends are pretending nothing happend. Seokjin chuckles, shrugging his shoulders.
"Well, you guys were so busy with your own drama, we thought we would tell you later, so... surprise?"
"You could have told us. We're not stupid children" Jungkook spits out, his words laced with coldness and annoyance, everyone shocked by his words.
"Whoa, who pissed in your cereal this morning" Hoseok jokes, a slight smile on his face as he tries to lighten up the mood.
"Why don't you go fuck your boyfriend while thinking of someone else" Jungkook spits back, Hoseok's smile immediately dissapearing, a heavy frown setting on his eyebrows and eyes turning cold.
The brown haired man stands up, agressively throwing away his trash, wanting to walk out of the caffeteria. But he stops, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before turning back to their table. He places his hands on the sides of the table, leaning over the table, looking the youngest dead in the eyes.
"I know you're hurt and angry right now because mister fuckboy broke your heart, and i get that. But don't lash out to us, especially not Seokjin who has done nothing but support you! We've been here for you the last couple of days and this is how you repay us? Get your fucking shit together, Jeon."
Hoseok spits out, now turning back, smashing the door of the caffeteria closed on his way out. The entire table stays silent, before Yoongi breaks it with a small sigh.
"U-uhm, i have to go after him.... he does stupid stuff when he's angry" Yoongi mutters, quickly grabbing his stuff, making his way out of the caffeteria as well. Jungkook swallows away the lump in his throat, ignoring how badly his eyes sting from the tears he's holding back.
"He's right, you know? He might have been a dick about it, but he is right. What's been going on with you Kookie?" Namjoon softly lets out, his eyes scanning the now trembling frame of the younger, who's façade eventually begins to crumble, fragile shoulders now shaking.
"Come on, guys" Seokjin softly says, quickly throwing away the trash and guiding the younger to the hallway, where they can talk in peace.
"It's okay, let it all out" Taehyung softly musters, tightly hugging the younger, who finally begins to let out his emotions, crystal rivers flowing over his pink cheeks. Seokjin sighs heavily, his eyes soft and slightly sad as he also embraces the two boys in a hug, Namjoon joining too. Everyone having two arms wrapped around them, ensuring each other that they're there.
"H-He hates me. Jimin hates me" Jungkook wails out, the cause of his behavior finally coming to the surface. Taehyung sighs heavily, shaking his head as he kisses the top of Jungkook's black locks.
"No he doesn't koo, no one can hate you, even if they tried" he whispers, nuzzling his nose in the black silky locks as Seokjin just rubs the youngest's back and Namjoon squeezing the entire clutch of friends even tighter with his strong arms.
Jungkook's small head lifts up, showing his black eyes crystaling with tears and twinkle a little again.
"Really?" He asks his hyung, sniffing his red nose, causing Taehyung to smile and nod his head.
"I promise kiddo"
Jungkook slightly smiles at the elder, hugging his hyungs back tightly, burrieng his face in Taehyung's neck while he feels warm on the inside from getting this much love. He quickly pulls back, eyes slightly widening.
"Where's Hobi hyung?" His scratchy voice let's out, big doe eyes back like they were before. Taehyung sighs slightly, intertwining his arm with Jungkook's and Jin's guiding them to the elder's dorm.
Jimin sighs, watching his former friends leave, the feeling of a stone sinking in his stomach just doubling:
Jungkook thinks he hates him?
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Namjoon knocks on the door, smiling a little as it opens, showing Yoongi with tired eyes.
"Who is it?!" Hoseok yells from the livingroom, Yoongi turning his head slightly.
"Come here babe!" He yells back, taking a step back from the door as Hoseok appears in the doorway, eyeing Namjoon and Seokjin in confussion.
"Hyung, Namjoon, why are you here?" He asks politely, his polite smile dissapearing as soon as the two take a step back, showing Jungkook who's fiddling with his fingers, too scared to look up.
"Jungkook?" The elder asks, causing the small ravenette to look up with glistening eyes, and as soon as he sees the small smile on the elders' face, he let's out a small sob, hugging the elder tightly, who immediately hugs back.
"I'm so sorry Hobi hyung" he whimpers, Hoseok tightly hugging back, rubbing his hands up and down the youngers back, slightly smiling.
"I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have said those things" Hoseok softly says, smiling slightly at how Jungkook shakes his head.
"N-no, you were right. I was being annoying and ungratefull. And I'm sorry to all you too" Jungkook lets out, now turning to all his other hyungs, who just give him comforting smiles.
"Group hug?" Hoseok proposes, causing the rest to shake his head smiling, but doing it anyway, their bond now stronger then ever.
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A/N:.....so....I'm still alive😅👉👈
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