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Jin stared at the screen of his phone. Inhaling, he spoke to himself mentally, "Its not on speaker. They couldn't have heard a thing,"

With that thought, he walked out of the elevator and fake laughed, "Oops! Guess I never ended the call! Sorry, Joon- are you even listening? Maybe not, well, I'm home now,"

Jin ended the call. He slid the phone into his pocket, staring at the front door. Retrieving his keys, he fought his fear.

They didn't hear.

They couldn't hear.

With shaky hands, he opened the door. Pushing it open slowly, he walked in, eyes darting in the dark hallway. Slipping off his shoes, he walked in.

For a second, he thought no one was here. But then he recalled Namjoon's personality. And as he thought, the younger stood up from the couch, turning to him with eyes brimmed with tears. Angry eyes brimmed with tears.

Jin's breath hitched.

"I-I know your mad b-but-"

"What. The. FUCK! Happened in that room?!?!" Namjoon growled loudly and Jin flinched.

"W-what are you talking about?" Jim swallowed a lump in his throat.

Namjoon held up his phone, "I fucking heard you scream!!!"

Jin paled.

fuck.

"I didn't scream, " Jin got out as smooth as he could, eyes darting to the hallway and back to Namjoon, who obviously didn't care about waking the others up.

Jin looked in those eyes, tensing in fear. Namjoon wasn't angry. He was furious.

"IM NOT STUPID!" Namjoon screamed, "Its one thing to sneak out, AGAIN! BUT NOW YOU'RE GOING TO DENY THAT YOU JUST- I DONT KNOW, BUT YOU WERE JUST HURT!?!!?"

"St-stop yelling, " Jin tried, taking a shaky step forward, "J-joon. I don't know what you heard but-"

"Bullshit!" Namjoon growled narrowing his eyes,
"FUCKING BULLSHIT!"

"Please stop, " Jin begged, "Joonie please. Nothing happened, I pr-promise,"

Namjoon glared at him. Daggers flew from those dark eyes, impaling the older. He could feel himself grow weak and small under the gaze. It was one thing when Sijeon did it. But Namjoon? His boyfriend? His dongsaeng?

It was different.

It was worse.

"Promise, promise?" Namjoon scoffed, "Yeah, you also promised you'd talk to me. But look where the fuck we are now! Maybe Kook was right, maybe you don't trust us!"

Jin felt a part of him break.

"Thats not true!" Jin yelled running forward and holding Namjoon's hands, "I do, I do!"

"Then why won't you tell me?" Namjoom hissed,
"Forget me. Maybe I'm the problem-"

Namjoon looked at him, "is that why? Are we the problem?!"

Jin shook his head, tears forming, "No no!"

"So there is a problem!?"

Jin gritted his teeth, "JUST STOP! Stop stop stop!! Everything is fine!!!!"

Namjoon pulled his hands away. A tear fell down the leader's face, "No. No, nothing is fine. Who are you trying to convince?! Yourself or us?!"

Jin pulled at his hair in frustration, "No one! Everything is fine! Everything is fine! I don't know what you heard, but I was.." Jin took in a shaky breath, "I wasn't getting abused,"

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