My tears fill my eyes, and I realize I won't get this chance again. Alone with Yoongs and K. Kookie sighs heavily and kneels down next to me, Suga crossing his arms. Silent. "Jiminie, hey. It'll be fine ok?" Jungkook says quietly, petting hair from my face.
I bury my hands into Kook's shirt and sob out the words I really don't want to but DO. "Jungkook. . . Suga didn't hurt me. I. . ." I choke a sob deep in my chest. "What, Jimin tell me." Kookie whispers. Too kind. I don't deserve his kindness.
"I- WE h-had. . ." i writhe and let go of Jungkook his goodness scolding my wretched soul. "We had an affair. . ." i say quietly, my insides burned to ash, wetted by my tears. A murky puddle of burnt nothingness. Jungkook's eyes go real wide. Pupils so small.
Then he stumbling out of Suga's bedroom, holding a hand over his mouth. At some point Yoongi is holding me against him, and my sobs are silent but wrecking. I feel so bad. So. . . unwell. I shove Suga away and he falls backwards.
"What the heck man?!" Yoongi yells at me as I get to my feet mad AND crying. "Kookie is right! Yu should've never touched me! I hate you for it!" Suga's mouth forms an 'O' as he stares up at me. "Y-you LET me!" he yells back.
"I pushed you away! I was perfectly happy with Jungkook! Then you screwed it up!" My voice cracks as it rises, I dig my hands into my hair. (I don't actually want Yoongi.) It was the idea of wanting him, that forced my hand and shoved my inner morals away.
I look at him. Like, LOOK at him. And I can't think of anything else to say right now. "Don't talk to me Suga. Please. I need to take a break. I need to go home. With. . . Jungkook." Yoongi doesn't answer, he just sits there as confused and hurt as I am.
I trip out of the room, looking at the group as I ask for Jungkook, my tears started again. Namjoon points towards the door and I immediately go there, tripping over the threshold. I see Kookie striding purposefully away. My breath ragged.
"Jungkook!" I yell. My voice beaten and my body hurting. I hate this soreness now. Jungkook was always gentle. Always unless I didn't want it. Right now I want his gentle. He glances over his shoulder before turning a corner, my bare feet taking me forward.
I go to that corner, watching as he keeps walking. Not even looking back at me once. I get tripped up, falling forward stupidly and watching as he gets farther. He reaches a door, opens it. "Jungkook! Please!" I try to call one last time from the hallway.
I go to that corner, watching as he keeps walking. Not even looking back at me once. I get tripped up, falling forward stupidly and watching as he gets farther. He reaches a door, opens it. "Jungkook! Please!" I try to call one last time from the hallway. but he's gone. . .
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