(This chapter switches POV a lot)

Yoongi's POV

Jungkook and I were on our way to his car to head to school when Jackson just happened to run outside and came up to his car as well. He smiled at Jungkook, who decided to smile back. "Can I ride with you?" Jackson asked him innocently, trying to act cute.

I felt my anger rush in as he opened the door, not waiting for Jungkook to answer, and stepped into the car with an evil smile.

We had spent all night in the tense living room, having small conversations every once in a while. I could tell that Jackson knew we were lying about the whole 'brother' shit.

Me and Jungkook don't even look like each other. We have different names and he even told everyone that he had moved from another school. So we were obviously caught.

Jackson knew.

He also knew that I was jealous.

I know it's dumb of me. Jungkook has been trying to flirt with me and get me to accept my sexuality for almost three months. He even bought a keyboard piano and let me show up at his house and stay when I ran away.

Oh god.

I really hope that I show up at school without seeing my dad wandering the sidewalks looking for me. He had never done it before, but I wouldn't put it past him to do it.

I was snapped back into life once I heard a door close. I looked around and realized that we were at school. Here goes nothing.

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Jungkook's POV

I walked out of my last class for the day and made my way to my car. Jackson was standing by the door, waiting for me to unlock it. Yoongi wasn't here yet, so me and Jackson sat in my car as we waited for him to come.

Jackson got closer to me and smiled. I pretended like I didn't see him and looked outside of my window. Yoongi still wasn't in sight yet. "You're really cute," Jackson bit his lip and his eyes sparkled at me.

"Okay," I said.

I didn't want to mislead Jackson. I mean, I just know what I want and it's not him. "Okay? Just okay?" He asked me offensively and backed away from me with his hand over his heart. "I've flirted with you all day and night, and you still won't give me a chance?"

My lips were pressed into a thin line as I squinted outside of the window. Yoongi was finally making his way to my car, bag over his shoulder as he nervously looked around.

"Jackson, I'm sorry." I said with a genuine apologetic look on my face. "I like someone-"

"It's okay." He shrugged with a smile.

Yoongi finally opened the back door and stepped in. "What are you guys talking about?" He asked as he threw his bag into the seat.

"I'll tell you later," Jackson smiled.

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Yoongi's POV

My eyes slowly opened and I groaned at my very first view. "Jackson, why are you stalking me in my sleep?" I scoffed as I rubbed my eyes.

"I just wanted to talk to you," he smiled.

I scrunched up my nose and yawned. "Then speak." I bit my lip nervously. I knew that he was most likely about to tell me about his and Jungkook's conversation from earlier, and for some reason I had a bad feeling.

"So me and your brother had a little talk," Jackson emphasized the word 'brother' and smiled too sweetly up at me. "What did you talk about, Jackson?" I questioned.

His grin got wider and he bit his lip. "Me and Kookie talked about how we really like each other," he grabbed his chest dramatically. "Oh, it was so sweet! He is the cutest." He smirked.

My heart began aching and my stomach was flipping around. Jungkook likes Jackson? Wait- no. That can't be right. Right?

"You don't mind, do you?" He asked me.

I hesitated and shook my head as I felt water forming in my eyes. I looked away and weakly smiled. "He's all yours." My voice cracked.

"Great! Thanks!" He ran out of my door. Once he left, I couldn't stop my tears from falling and I couldn't stop my hiccups as I pressed my face into the pillow. What's wrong with me?

I told him that I wasn't gay.
I pushed him away.
I thought I had no feelings for him.

But I do. Fuck.

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Jungkook's POV

"Yoongi, why don't you sit next to me?" I asked as he pressed his face into the couch. He had been acting weird for the past week now and Jackson had been kind of odd as well.

"I don't want to. Maybe Jackson will." Yoongi shrugged weakly. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked around. Jackson was nowhere to be seen, he had gone to a friends house. Why would I want to sit next to him anyways?

"That's it," I stood up and grabbed Yoongi and forced him to sit next to me. He looked frightened at first but then looked away. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked him.

He turned his head away and sighed. "Nothing." He lied. There was obviously something wrong with him or else he wouldn't have ignored me all week now.

"Yoongi," I grabbed his face and forced him to turn and look at me. "What's wrong." I said more sternly this time. He blinked at me and then rested his hand onto mine.

"I don't know.." he mumbled as he looked into my eyes. He looked like he was nearly about to cry, which made my heart hurt for him. "But I do know that I really wan-"

An alarm went off, completely covering what Yoongi had said. He sighed and took his hand away from me. "Food's ready." He stood up and went to the kitchen, saying nothing else.

What was he saying before??

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Yoongi's POV

I step into the kitchen and sigh to myself. Was I really about to tell him that? I rolled my eyes at myself and reached for the pot on the stove.

'I really want you, Kookie.'

Ugh just imagine if I had sai-

"Ow, Fuck!" I yelled as the pot burnt my finger and I pouted when it started hurting.

"What happened?" I hear Jungkook say as soon as he ran into the kitchen. I looked up at him and tears formed in my eyes.

'What happened?' You want to know what happened? I think I'm falling for you. That's what happened, Jungkook.

Sue me for it. I'm not sorry.

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