Yoongi
(Flashback to that morning)
AKA the morning after JK and Y..

You know.

I turned around and looked up at Jay as he called for me. "I'm late for a meeting." I stated as I turned back to keep on walking.

"I know about your little secret." Jay said loud enough to where I could hear him. I froze in my step. What? I slowly turned to look at him.

"What are you talking about?" I asked him.

He smirked as I stepped closer to him. "I happened to see something in a certain somewhere in your house. To be specific, I was looking for Jungkook's medicine and I saw a little white piece of paper that caught my eye."

I furrowed my eyebrows at him. "Jay—"

"Uh-uh." He placed his finger on my lips. I smacked his hand away. "What do you want from me, Jay?" I scoffed at him. "Money? Is that want you want? You're not getting—"

"Min Yoongi," Jay smiled as he cut me off again. "All I want is for you to stay away from Jeon." He leaned against a wall of a building.

I clenched my fists as he called him Jeon.

"Sorry, no can do." I shrugged. "Jeon is my husband and I love him too much, so no."

Jay laughed at my face, making me angrier than I already was. "You fucking forced Jungkook to marry you. He doesn't love you, Yoongi. You just have him confused. As soon as this little plan of yours is over, he's going to leave you just like your father did."

I clenched my fists as he mentioned my dad. "Shut the fuck up, he didn't leave me, asshole." I looked at the ground and closed my eyes.

He didn't leave me.

"A little someone told me otherwise." Jay said a little too sweetly for my liking. I looked up at him and realized that he was holding up a picture of him and someone else. "My girlfriend happens to know you." He smiled.

I bit my lip as I looked at Cheye and Jay.

Are you kidding me..

"Weren't you flirting with Jeon?" I said through gritted teeth. "At the party?"

Jay laughed at me again. "Yeah, to get a reaction out of you. I'm straight, Yoongi. And so is Jungkook. I just have to lead him away from you and he'll realize how stupid he is."

I grabbed Jay's collar and pulled him forward. "Jungkook isn't fucking stupid and you don't know what he prefers, you asshole." I said.

Jay looked a bit shocked, but I realized that he was faking it. "Is this the way to treat someone who has your contact in his hands?" He held up a rolled up wad of paper. My eyes widened.

I let go of him and looked down in defeat.

"Whatever, Jay." I rubbed my hand against my face, ready to face whatever it was that he wanted. "I'll stay away from him.. Give me—"

"No, you're not getting this back." He put the paper in his pocket and smiled. "Stay away from Jeon and your secret is safe with me." He pat my head like a dog and walked away.

I frowned at the thought of not being with or talking to Jungkook. He's my happiness.

I can't let him go..

——

A week.

  I tried to make Jungkook hate me so that he'd leave me instead of having to go through the pain of leaving him myself. Soon after, I realized that no matter what, it still hurt.

I have cried every day for a week. Jin informed me that Jungkook was staying in the basement and that didn't help at all. Every night, I say goodnight to Jungkook in my room. I rolled over in my bed and hug his pillow, wanting him to come back, and I tell him goodnight. He may not actually hear me telling him to have sweet dreams, but I say it in my mind, hoping that he's sleeping well.

I try to telepathically tell him things, like how much I love him or telling him goodnight, but I know it doesn't work. He probably wants nothing to do with me now. Right when I was finally happy, Jay came and ruined it.

Of course.

Jay is the reason that I can't even eat in the dining room anymore. He's the reason that I haven't been to work for a whole week too.

Hell, I haven't even left my room.

I have my bedroom door locked and I make Jin and the maids knock and tell me who they are before I'll unlock the door. It sounds stupid, I know, but I'm scared that one day Jay is going to show up at my door with Jungkook next to his side, ready to tell me about how Jeon never actually loved me and how Jay made him realize that he didn't love me.

Does he love me?

Did I force him? Did I make him question himself like that? I didn't mean to do anything.. It just happened..

I clenched my fist into my pillow.

I'm sorry, Jeon..

——

Jungkook

"Don't cry, Kookie.." Jin hugged me tightly. "I don't know what happened, but I'm sure the path doesn't stop here. You'll make up with Yoongi, I swear you will. Shit, how many tears do you have, Kook?" He lifted my chin.

I smiled up at Jin. I've been hurting for a week now, but he had walked in on me crying, so I just balled up in his arms and let it all out.

  "I probably miss him more than I miss my own family." I chuckled as I wiped tears away.

  Jin pulled his body away from me and raised his eyebrow. "I don't know about that.." He shrugged. "You're both about the same. Actually.. Yoongi may be a bit worse than you."

  I furrowed my eyebrows. "What?"

  "You at least still interact with me and Jimin, and you've hung out with Namjoon over the past week." Jin reminded me. "Yoongi hasn't left his room since last Thursday." He said.

  My mouth widened a bit. "What? Why?" I asked Jin with surprise in my voice.

  Why, Yoongi?

  "I don't know what happened." Jin pursed his lips. "But it's weird how you both don't come to the dinner table. I keep having to walk up and down stairs all day long. I'm surprised I haven't lost weight." He grabbed onto his stomach.

  A smile came onto my face. "You're so weird." I laughed, but it faded once I realized what was going on. Is Yoongi upset too?

  "Yoongi curls up in his bed and hides under his blanket." Jin said. Did I say that out loud? "He's really upset. He won't even go to work."

  I frowned at that.

  Yoongi..

  A knock on my door came through, causing us to both look at it. Jin stood up and opened the door, walking away as the other person stood in the doorway. "Why are you in the basement?" Jay asked as he let himself in.

  The room already felt worse as he walked in and I really wish Jin would turn back around.

  "Why are you in my room?" I asked.

  Jay looked offended as he sat on my bed next to me. "You've been crying," he stated. "No shit." I glared at him. He scoffed at my reply.

  "You don't have to cry about Yoongi," Jay shook his head. "What a shame. He led you on, Jungkook. You don't have to pretend around me, I know about the contract and everything. He told me about it all." He sighed.

I frowned. I thought Yoongi didn't like Jay..Why did he tell him about the contract?

What else could possibly confuse me??

"Why are you here, Jay?" I asked. "To hurt me more than I already am?" I chuckled darkly to myself. "I don't think that's possible." I said.

"No, I'm not here to hurt you, Kook." Jay smiled as he placed his hand on my knee. "I'm here to remind you of who you really are."

I furrowed my eyebrows.

Jay looked at the ground and closed his eyes, sighing slowly. "I wasn't going to tell you this.." He looked up at me. "Yoongi's playing your heart, Jungkook. He was trying to turn you gay. I told him I didn't think it would work, and I still believe that it didn't. I think that he forced you into this relationship and now you think that you're stuck with him. You're not.."

I frowned the more he spoke.

  What kind of shit is that?

"Maybe I should just talk to Yoongi—"

"No," Jay stopped me from standing up. "You shouldn't. He hurt you, Kookie. I'm trying to protect you. Just leave him. Screw the contract, I'll pay for your college. There's other companies other than BigHit for music."

I moved his hand from my arm.

If Yoongi was trying to "turn" me, he would've tried harder than he did. It's not his fault that I fell for him, it's my own fault.

"Get out." I told Jay sternly.

He furrowed his eyebrows at me. "Why?" He questioned as he stood up. I pushed him out of my door. "You're lying." I squinted at him.

Jay walked back into my room after I pushed him out. "I'm not leaving until you believe me." He crossed his arms. I glared up at him.

"You must be fucking stupid, Jay." I growled at him. "I may be weak emotionally right now, but I can still beat your ass. I said leave."

He scoffed and turned around. "Whatever." Jay turned his head to me. "But before you go believing yourself, ask Yoongi yourself."

He walked away and left me to stare at the wall. I huffed and wiped off my face and freshened up before I headed up both staircases, making my way to Yoongi's room.

I knocked harshly on his door.

No answer.

I knocked again. "Who is it?" I heard Yoongi's low voice say through the door. My heart clenched and my stomach flipped. I hadn't heard his voice in over a week. It's dead.

"Jungkook." I answered him.

Silence took over for a moment before the door suddenly clicked. It opened slowly, revealing Yoongi in a black shirt and black sweatpants. His face was broken, showing his baggy eyes that held no more emotion, but also called out for help as he looked into my eyes with his dark ones. His hair was messy and so were the blankets behind him on his bed.

It broke me to see him like this.

"Jeon?" Yoongi looked up at me.

I bit my lip as he stared at me. It felt like I had just come back to my home when I looked into his eyes, but instead of coming back to a well kept home, I came back to a hell driven one.

  My home is broken.. He's broken..

  Why?

"Yoongi.." My voice cracked, tears daring to come out of my eyes. "I talked to Jay." I told him. As the name left my mouth, he stood stiff and his eyes widened. "About what?" He asked.

I couldn't tell why he was so surprised.

Is he scared because Jay told me his plan to "turn" me, or is it something else? What am I missing? Does he regret what he did?

"He knows about the contract." I started off as I walked into his room and shut his door. "He told me that you were trying to turn me.. gay. But.. I told him he was lying.. right?" I questioned, chuckling in hopes that it was all a big joke on me. Yoongi looked at the ground.

  His hands started shaking as he held them up to his face. "God damnit, I hate than man.." He whispered as he rubbed his forehead.

"He's lying, right Yoongi?" I repeated. "You weren't deliberately doing that.. right?"

Yoongi slowly lifted his head, but it tilted to the side a little as he let out a shaky breath. "No.." He clenched his fist together. "I mean yes, Jeon. I was.." He looked straight into my eyes as a tear rolled down his cheek.

  He bit his lip harshly.

  I frowned, my heart dropping to my stomach. I didn't know if I was hurt because he admitted to his plan of "turning" me or because he was crying. Why is he even crying?

I'm the one who's truly hurt here.

I clenched my fists as I stood there looking like an absolute idiot. "Fuck you!" I pushed Yoongi, causing him to stumble back and fall onto the ground. "I hate you, Min Yoongi!"

I slammed his door as I walked out, not caring that he saw the tears in my eyes as I did so. My head and heart were physically hurting as I walked passed Jin, who was saying something that I couldn't even hear.

All I could hear was ringing in my ears. I can't believe this happened to me.. Why me?

  Why, Yoongi?

Why did you have to break me?

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So basically.. I made this for this ch. 👇

Readers: MIN YOONGI JUST TELL JUNGKOOKIE THE TRUTH U IDIOt

Jay: I'll ruin his life if he does :))

Me: sorry not sorry guys 🤠

I'm sorry for writing 2,000+ words

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