Jimin walked back in the dining room to fetch Jungkook. When the younger saw him, the boy quickly shoved his phone back in his pocket and sheepishly smiled, "Oh, hey Jimin!"

Jimin wasn't in the mood to figure out why Jungkook acted so suspiciously fast hiding his phone. "I'm done, let's go." He grabbed the younger's hand and they both walked out of the house. Jungkook questioned him a few times, wondering why they left so suddenly, but Jimin wasn't giving him the honest answer. "I was only there to ask a few questions, that's all."

Or maybe to regain what little of my sanity is left... To give myself closure. But what closure could I possibly give myself? I already knew what I was and how it would end. In the end, this was always my fate.

They took the bus back home. When the building was in eye's view, they both stopped in their tracks, seeing a black haired boy sitting down on the stairs. What was Yoongi doing outside? Alone?

Jungkook immediately went to greet him, however Jimin lagged behind.

I don't want to see him. All of my regrets and sadness and happiness and anger just come flooding out and it's so awful. All of those feelings coming out together feels like I'm going to throw up, cry, yell, bite, laugh, kiss, but what actually happens is I'm just nodding and smiling like nothing's wrong. It hurts so much.

He remembered the first time Yoongi fainted and woke up, staring at his lips. He teased, he knew he teased. But he wanted Yoongi to actually kiss him. He wanted so much he couldn't have anymore. Then why did he come back to Yoongi if he hated him...?

He didn't make it too far before he bumped into something sturdy, knocking him back a few steps. He shook his head and looked up – not realizing he was ever looking down at his shoes – only to find it was just Yoongi.

"I need to talk to you," was the only thing he said then dragged Jimin into the apartment with Jungkook following along behind them.

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Jimin and Yoongi were in the bedroom for a while, now.

"What are they talking about...?" He asked himself. Jungkook sat on the couch with his knees to his chest, his arms wrapped around them while he poked at his toes sadly. He felt left out. Why did they always leave him out? He helped them all the time...

Jimin usually wasn't kind to Jungkook, but he wasn't mean to him. He was kind of neutral. He didn't try to like Jungkook – at least that's what it felt like. He didn't know why either, but Jungkook really thought Jimin was attractive. But he still loved Yoongi, and he was loyal! He'd never leave Yoongi for Jimin or anyone else.

Earlier today, at Jin's house, he read the text Yoongi gave him while Jimin and Jin were talking together. Jungkook's heart immediately hammered with fright at the text – he had an idea what Yoongi meant with 'knowing' Jimin years ago. 

"Now that I think about it... Yoongi's always acting weird around Jimin." Jungkook's chin started twitching, his eyes watering. "And so does Jimin to Yoongi." He stuffed his cheeks in between his knees, closing his eyelids. "Does he love Jimin more than me?" It would make sense, wouldn't it? He knew Jimin since years ago, and now Jimin came back to see him. He still has feelings for the pink haired boy. He was absolutely sure of it.

"I still love you..." He sniffled. No, stop crying, Kookie. Don't cry over this. Jungkook grabbed the remote and turned on the TV to get his mind cleared.

"What about the murders? I want to know more about it. Why haven't there been any murders?" He continued to ask himself these questions, though no answer came to him. He glanced to the hallway where they were in. "Was Yoongi right? Is Jimin the murderer?"

He put up the news channel to see if anything came up. Unfortunately, nothing did. Jungkook shrugged in defeat. He couldn't take being in here right now, thinking about things that Yoongi and Jimin could be doing in that room right now. Glancing out the window, Jungkook sighed. It was kind of dark outside, but it wasn't too bad for a walk.

Now outside, Jungkook took a deep breath of the cool air. Already he felt better, but his heart still stung. He walked around the block – two blocks – three blocks away, even. He just needed a long walk. 

It was weird, though. He felt like there was someone watching him. He shrugged the feeling off – it was just him being too depressed and wanted Yoongi to come cuddle with him, he imagined. It was starting to darken further, so he decided to make his way back to the apartment. Before he could do anything, somebody turned him around by the shoulders. Before the boy could see who this person was, Jungkook felt a fist in the gut causing him to curl into a ball of pain. The stranger pulled him by the hair and he felt a knee to his cheek, putting him to his back on the ground.

The man shouted something at Jungkook but he couldn't hear anything over the sound of the blood pumping through his ears. Then there were hands to his neck, squeezing his windpipe tightly, sitting on top of Jungkook with his heavy enough body weight.

Jungkook felt his head throb and his neck veins pulse wildly, screaming for oxygen to his brain. His throat felt crushed and bruised, which later he felt would be an unfortunate event for his dream. Grabbing onto the man's hands, trying to pry them off, the man suddenly elbowed him in the face. "You murderer!" He yelled to Jungkook and continued choking him to death. Jungkook wriggled aggressively from his grasp, trying to escape. With an opening, the boy brought his mouth to the man's fingers and bit down as hard as he could. With the man screaming in pain, he released Jungkook's neck and the brown haired boy shoved him off, running back home.

Panting and wheezing, his throat burned and felt cold at the same time. His head was light and he saw black spots in the corner of his eyes. He was going to pass out and he was 3 blocks away! He probably had blood streaking down his face but he felt numb all over his body – except for his neck. It hurt so much to breathe. With every struggling inhalation, Jungkook forced himself to carry on as fast as he could, completely terrified to the core that the thought he was feeling was that he was going to be murdered tonight.

He didn't want to look behind him; he didn't want to give the murderer a chance to snatch him if he slowed down. He didn't know how long he had been running anymore. It felt like an eternity trying to run away from this danger. Nonetheless, after seeing the building in front of him, he realized this running had not been all for naught.

He smiled bitterly and painfully. He sprinted up to it, inside, and then trailed up the stairs to their apartment room. With his shaking hands, Jungkook searched his pockets for his key card. 

Where is it?! He wanted to say, but as soon as any sort of vibrations in his throat came, he choked and an unpleasant feeling overcame him instead. Did he lose it when he ran away!?!? Jungkook thankfully heard a heavenly sound with a heavenly sight; The door clicked open and Yoongi was at the door. His face was the regular angry face he usually had, but upon staring at a beaten Jungkook his eyes widened and he had no hesitation coming up to see his boyfriend. 

"Jungkook?!" He looked Jungkook up and down, "Kookie baby, what happened?! Why are you crying and..." He asked, placing his hands on Jungkook's sides, keeping him stable.

Contrary to Yoongi's worries, Jungkook felt relieved. He was home. He was safe. He had Yoongi. Instead of saying anything, Jungkook's eyes slowly closed with a smile and he trusted Yoongi to catch him when he fell.

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if u guys care bout what i say after chapters u should prolly read this

so ik my fanfic (also my other one) is prolly the most unsurprising/predictable fanfic u've ever read and i apologize 

i literally have not written a story before these and have made it 'good' and public y'kno wot i mean? i still have a lot to learn with stories 

also im trying to make it mysterious but ofc we're getting down to shit now so idk how to do that without revealing so much which i do anyway

so i thank ya guys for sticking along so far even though u probably know whats gonna happen every step of the way <3333

i appreciate that u still enjoy them for reals cuz i still enjoy it