Yoongi POV

They were fucking. I was laying in my room. Hoseok was sitting at the edge of my bed. Jin was off sucking Namjoon's dick or something. And Jimin and Jungkook were fucking.

Counselor-nim went to the store. He said it's not the only thing he has to do, but if the others ask, I should just say he's at the store. I agreed, obviously.

Once I did, the downstairs door could be heard opening then closing. And that's when the yelling began. I'm sure everyone could hear it all.

Jungkook crying. Jimin yelling. Jungkook yelling. Jimin finally crying. They were messes. All their fight seemed to be about was how much they both love each other, yet the other just keeps being distant. At least that's about as much as I was willing to tune in to.

It hurt. To listen to more of it was like willingly setting myself up for heart failure. It ached, it burned, it wanted to jump out of my chest.

My thoughts screamed at me. Telling me how I could be so good to Jimin. How we wouldn't fight. How he shouldn't cry for him. How he shouldn't yell or get worked up for him. Jimin isn't the type to be like this, and yet he's like this right now. His voice cracks when he yells. Both emotionally and just because his voice isn't used to being raised like that, isn't used to being so full of anger and sadness like that. I could be so good to him. None of this needs to happen.

Then just as both boys were still crying, you could hear bed creaks along with. The soft taps on the wall as the bed frame hit it on the other side. Jimin's sad yet lustful moans. Jungkook's cries and praises along with some empty "I hate you"'s.

The ache in my chest never left. My mouth felt dry. I had a migraine.

"Im sorry" Hoseok finally said.

I'd almost forgotten he was here, my thoughts were so far from this room. I didn't realize he was still in here. It made me feel bad. But then again, I just feel like shit right now anyways.

"Why?" I asked as I stared blankly at the shared wall.

Hoseok moved. Sitting where my eyes were looking to prevent me from dwelling. If only it had worked.

"D-dont you like him?" He rested his hand on mine.

I moved my hand. Sitting up and pushing my hair back. Huffing before I shook my head lazily.

"I mean, yeah... enough, I suppose"

My eyes were on him, but I didn't see him. My gaze was blank. I saw nothing. I was out of it, yet still responsive.

"I don't know if I like Jungkook with him honestly. I think you'd be a better fit"

I mentally laughed. I laugh because obviously I think so too. Whatever he has with that kid, is unhealthy. Whatever he could have with me, would be perfect.

"Thank you" was all I managed to say- was all I could say.

"You're more handsome in my opinion. I also think Jimin's someone who needs to be taken well care of and Jungkook can't do that for him" he said

I smirked a bit at the compliment. I've never been called handsome, well, not more handsome anyways.

"Why not?" I asked, referring to Jungkook's capability to take care of Jimin.

"Jungkook acts tough, but he's pretty weak. Jimin can't be properly cared for when Jungkook's the one that'll need to be cared for"

I agree in a sense. I also know that the banging on the wall proves well enough how well he can manage even if they never develop into anything serious.

"He seems to be caring for Jimin well enough right now"

"Sure. But really. If jimin chooses Jungkook over you, he's crazy- i mean, look at you. You're hot. You're nice. You're easy to talk to-"

"I wouldn't necessarily say I'm any of that" I ended up cutting him off.

"I see you that way. You've been nice to me. Besides right now, you're easy to talk to. You are good looking. Even if I'm the only one, I'm still letting you know what I see." How odd that not a single thing he said was in a flirty tone. Not even a bit.

By now, my eyes met Hoseoks. I searched them. Looking for some sort of lust or flirty look. Yet, couldn't find any. He was just telling me how it is, like it is- to him, anyways.

It kind of just clicked in my head then. How attractive I found that. How to me, in a way, it was like playing hard to get. Telling me these types of things, and meaning them, but without implying anything. It was attractive how he just looked at me now like his friend he's casually calling hot.

So I kissed him. It was fast. It was sloppy. Reaching out quickly and smashing our lips together. He hesitated only a moment before accepting it.

The noise in the other room began to fade from me. All I could hear was Hoseoks breath. Hear his heart beat quickly. Hear his whimper when I pinned him.

Oddly enough, my mind was all him. It was weird. It even felt weird. I liked it though.

"Fuck... we shouldn't" he gasped as I began to grind.

Yet right after saying that, he connected his lips with mine again. It sent an electric feelings through my body. Like a rush.

The excitement I felt in me like I'd just won something. He only minutes ago stared at me like a friend, but just now is letting me grind into him and kiss and touch him however I want.

It was wrong. I couldn't stop.

"You're right, we shouldn't" I said just before my lips met his neck.

He moaned instantly. His neck was very sensitive. I did as I pleased with this discovery. Hearing his moans excited me. Feeling him harden under me excited me.

"Mm- we really shouldn't" he said again.

I'll stop soon. I wont go father than this.

"Y-ah-yoongi!"

Fuck it.

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You guys are really sweet and adorable aw