Philophobia {COMPLETE}

Chapter 12 💔

It was the next day, Monday, and all the guys, not including Seokjin, were arriving at school. Yoongi really didn't want to go to school or leave Seokjin's room for that matter.

He felt so embarrassed that his entire friend group had seen him little. He didn't remember much from last night since he was about 2 the majority of the night, but Seokjin filled him in. He felt like crying when Seokjin told him. He really, really, didn't want to face Hoseok today.

Jungkook drove Yoongi and Jimin to school this morning, the car ride being quiet and awkward as fuck. Jungkook and Jimin ran to Taehyung as soon as they got out of the car.

Yoongi sighed and walked inside, going straight to Namjoon. Once he found his tall friend, he stood behind him and pressed his head against Namjoon's back.

"Hey, Yoon. You ok?" The silver-haired male asked as he turned to face Yoongi, the shorter boy's face now pressed against Namjoon's chest.

"No..."

"Why?"

Yoongi didn't answer, which concerned Namjoon. No, Yoongi doesn't talk much, but he normally answered Namjoon. He was about to ask again when someone walked up to the duo.

"Hi, Namjoon," Hoseok smiled, then looked down at the blonde. "Hi, Yoongi-Hyung."

Again, Yoongi didn't answer, which caused Namjoon to worry even more.

"Is he ok?" Hoseok mouthed to Namjoon, who only shrugged. Namjoon slowly lifted Yoongi's head and looked him in the eye.

"Hyung, tell me what's wrong." Yoongi looked blankly into his eyes, but Namjoon could tell he was holding something back. "Want to call Jin?" Yoongi gave the first response of the day, he nodded.

Namjoon let out a small smile before pulling out his phone and calling Seokjin. He handed the phone to Yoongi and stepped away with Hoseok. They were only a few lockers away, but far enough away so Yoongi could have some privacy.

It took a few seconds for Seokjin to pick up. "Hi, Joon. What's up?"

"N-Not Joon..." Yoongi practically whispered into the phone.

"Oh- Yoongi! Are you alright?"

Yoongi closed his eyes and took a deep breath before answering.

"N-No... I-I don't wanna be here... I didn't want e-everyone to know a-and know they do and I'm scared and-"

"Yoongi, calm down. Take a deep breath, Bub," Seokjin spoke into the phone. Yoongi took another deep breath and nodded even though the male on the other end couldn't see him.

"I just..." Yoongi didn't say anything else, but Seokjin knew what he meant.

"It's ok. Just try not to think about it and we can talk more when you get home."

"I don't wanna talk anymore... at all..." Yoongi mumbled.

Seokjin frowned. "Yoongi... you don't mean that."

"Maybe I do," With that, Yoongi hung up and gave Namjoon his phone back. Namjoon gave Yoongi a confused look as he walked off to call his boyfriend back.

Yoongi wanted to storm away, to hide in an empty classroom, but something stopped him. More like someone. Hoseok grabbed Yoongi's wrist, pulling him close to him, making Yoongi bump into the redhead's chest.

Not on purpose, but Yoongi was so light, he kinda just fell into his embrace. Yoongi flushed red and looked down to avoid any eye contact.

"Hyung, what's wrong? You know you can talk to me right?" Hoseok lifted the blonde's face, subconsciously caressing Yoongi's cheek. Yoongi blushed even more at the action.