Your Eyes Tell [A Jikook Fanfiction ©️ Book 1]

Three: A Second Realisation

"Jimin-hyung! Do you want to-"

"-No I'm busy."
As the eldest of the maknae line flipped the youngest off with a simple shrug, Taehyung knew he had seen enough. It had been a week.

For an entire week Jimin had been shrugging off Jungkook for almost no reason at all. Whether finding simple chores to fill up a time where they could be interacting instead or excusing himself from 'family evenings' due to exhaustion, or disappearing off for conveniently timed workout sessions... He had found some way to avoid him.
Always.

Initially, Taehyung had known the maknae had thought nothing of it. He'd assumed that  Jimin was more tired recently or needed some more space - the little one had even questioned whether he himself was being a little too pushy. He'd rarely given Jimin the blame at all. Jungkook had always managed to come up with a reasonable explanation to excuse him... Never had Jimin been in the wrong... not in the eyes of their youngest.

But now, Taehyung could see the little, tiny cogs working in the mind of his innocent, sensitive baby brother. 
Jungkook was wracking his brain desperately to figure out a logical explanation, but from the increasing sagging shoulders, the more frequent huffs in response to Jimin's timely escapes... Tae could see how much of an impact Jimin's actions were having on him.

A cough drew his attention back to the maknae and suddenly, he found himself speechless. As Jimin's shadow slipped out of sight around the corner, Jungkook seated himself on the floor with a heavy thump and sobbed.
What-? He hadn't realised how much of an effect Jimin's behaviour had on the poor kid.  Taehyung's mind raced.

"That's it. Jimin-ah!!" He yelled, launching himself off of the sofa and sprinting across the dorm, almost barreling into a bewildered Seokjin as the younger singer careered towards his bedroom in pursuit of Jimin. 
"Hobi! Out!" he ordered, taking little notice of Hoseok's grumblings as he glared fiercely into Jimin's face of exhaustion. 

Hobi, about to defend his position, took one more look at Taehyung's flushed, angered face and promptly decided his retreat would be the best thing. Closing the door behind him, the dance leader wandered into the living room and froze as he caught the sound of heavy sobs.

"It's alright Jungkookie-" Jin was muttering.
What the hell-? What had happened?!
There was their maknae, shaking hands covering his face as he leant into the comforting chest of their eldest, his shoulders heaving as heavy tears flooded his tinged cheeks.

"What-?" The dance leader whispered, seating himself on the floor beside the two and gently placing a comforting hand on Jungkook's knee.
'I have no idea'. Seokjin mouthed back, shrugging. But his eyes flickered towards where raised voices could be heard from down the corridor. 
Although neither knew what had happened, it was clear Jimin had been involved.

**
"What do you think you are doing?!" Taehyung fumed.

Jimin glanced at him with tired eyes, barely paying attention to the younger singer as he plugged in his phone calmly. Frustrated by his behaviour, Tae stalked towards his hyung and grabbed the phone, chucking it onto the furthest bed from themselves. 

"Jimin!"
"Taehyung what-?!"
"-Do you not realise what you're doing?" 
"I don't know what you're-"
"-Don't lie!" His best friend yelled, forcing himself to keep his fists tightly clenched to stop him from doing any physical harm, "Jimin you keep pushing Jungkook away! Why?"
"-I-"

"-It's not alright! You might as well be bullying him! We get mocked by other fanbases, picked on by the media, told we'll never make it, called weak- Jimin we have more than our fair share of bullying and you think Jungkook will be able to take more from his own brother?"