After the fifth Red Velvet song, Yoongi finally felt better, pausing his music momentarily. Surprisingly, there was no awkward tension (just a sad one) and he actually felt like talking.

"So, what made you take my phone away and binge-listen to emotional Red Velvet songs?," he then asked, not looking at the other boy purposefully. Hoseok sighed, taking the earbud out of his ear.

"I didn't think you'd be the one to share my problems with, but I'm pretty sad right now. I don't care if you care but I need to let it out." He then took a deep breath. "My best friends just had this huge fight. Actually, it wasn't even a fight. Jimin has feelings for Taehyung and he confessed. And now, nothing's gonna be the same. They're gonna avoid each other forever!" Yoongi sucked in a breath.

"Do you really think so? Friendship doesn't just vanish into thin air like that, I know for a fact that they've been inseperable since middle school," he answered truthfully, the redhead sighing again. "Elementary school, actually. But I wouldn't be too sure about that. Taehyung would obviously want to stay friends with him after enough time passes and he clears his head but Jimin never saw him as a friend in the first place, so why would he make any effort to repair that friendship?" He continued.

"I mean, friendships do break. Which is the most heartbreaking thing, of course. The two of us, we used to be close in middle school too, and now..." He drifted off into silence, not knowing what to say.
"...We're not anymore," the mint-haired boy answered for him.

"What exactly happened again?," Hoseok dared to ask, carefully.
"We used to be friends. Then, you started hanging out with Taehyung and Jimin a lot and I was mad at you for leaving me hanging just like that and stopped talking to you and Namjoon and I became friends instead. And then I found you annoying. Yeah, I can still remember that," Yoongi spoke. He didn't sound necessarily sad or bitter, quite unfazed. Like he was talking about the weather.

The redhead stayed silent for a while. "I feel bad now. I'm sorry for being a lame douche in middle school." The mint-haired boy shrugged.
"It's in the past. And actually, I think it's good things turned out this way. You, Taehyung and Jimin just fit, you're a fun trio. The two of us, we've always had our differences, middle school 'til now. So I hope you guys will find your way back together. And what I'm saying with that, I hope you'll bring them back together. You're the glue that sticks them together now."

"I..." Hoseok needed some time to think. "That's not entirely true. Me and Jimin are like polar opposites, Taehyung was the reason we got along too. He's the actual glue that sticks us together. And you and I? We made good friends and it's not like we're any more different than Jimin and I. Plus, we seem to have the same music taste. Do you still happen to listen to Taylor Swift?" At that, the usually so bold and brazen Min Yoongi showed a soft smile and nodded.

"Always. 'Love Story' will always be my fave." At that, the redhead nodded enthusiastically and gave him a thumbs up. "So Min Yoongi still has good taste in music. By the way, what had you so worked up before? You didn't look too happy, either." The slightly older boy shrugged.

"Nothing serious, just a few family problems..." And in that exact moment, the damned school bell rang.
"Oh, gotta go. See you around, Jung. Maybe you're not that shit after all." He lifted his hand to give a short wave and took his phone again, now walking off and leaving an extremely stunned Jung Hoseok.

So Min Yoongi did know how to be nice...

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The whole afternoon, Jungkook felt quite gloomy.

First, his parents being uncooperative again. Well, uncooperative would be an understatement. To elaborate, his father was being a douche. Then, Taehyung being sad. And finally, the guilt he felt for Jimin. No matter how much Jimin disliked him and he disliked Jimin, a small part of him felt utterly bad for him. Was he even worthy of Taehyung's love and affection, more than Jimin? He didn't know.

Speaking of Taehyung, the brunette had just uploaded a picture on Instagram. And it was obvious that he wasn't currently feeling any better than him.

taetaekim.95 i miss you so much already, why did this have to happen? we still haven't finished that harry potter marathon :((( now i'm sad

The ravenette sighed, observing the picture of the pretty boy for several minutes. He had disabled his comments, something he'd never done before. For a second Jungkook considered texting him but then figured Taehyung would need some time for himself and let it be.

Instead, he posted a picture too, feeling the ultimate need to let out his negativity aswell.

_jkkkkkkk Do i even deserve you? Because suddenly, I feel like I don't.

Disabling the comments aswell since he was not in the mood to explain or tell anyone about his circumstances at all, the boy laid flat on his back and simply stared at the ceiling, something he tended to do when he was either bored or in a bad mood. In this case, you could say both.

As he unlocked his phone again after about ten minutes, he was quite surprised to have gotten some new text messages:

Min Yoongay😴🎧
You okay?
What got you turning so emo all of a sudden?
Don't tell me Taehyung broke up with you before you guys even started dating.
Sent 5:49PM

NamuJoon😊🌳
This is about Taehyung, isn't it?
Why would you suddenly feel like you don't deserve him, you're the one who tried to win him over in the first place.
There must be someone else involved in this, am I right?
Sent 5:51PM

As he was contemplating in his mind if he should reply to Namjoon or Yoongi first, he furrowed his eyebrows as he saw another text, this time from an unknown number.

+82 2948284881
Jeon Jungkook, huh?
Sent 5:52PM

Was this a prank? Why did a random number just text him? Feeling slightly uncanny, the ravenette simply responded:

You
Who are you?
Sent 5:53PM

+82 2948284881
Why don't you ask Taehyung? ;)
Sent 5:53PM

You
It's you, you disgusting piece of shit. Right?
What the hell do you want from me?
Sent 5:54PM

Jungkook balled his fist, feeling rage take over him instead. That crazy bastard Lee Ruo.

How dare he? How dare he get away with all of the evil things he did without even a slap on the wrist? Wasn't there anything he could do to make him pay? And how did he get Jungkook's number?

+82 2948284881
Why so aggressive? I just wanted to talk.
Sent 5:54PM

You
There's nothing to talk about.
You deserve to go to jail for your actions.
Actually, no. You deserve death.
Do not ever talk to me again.
Sent 5:55PM

+82 2948284881
Careful, Jeon. If you don't learn how to behave yourself, things may not get pretty for you either.
You really think you stand a single chance against me?
Sent 5:55PM

You
Don't fucking test me.
Talk to him one or even LOOK at him more single time and I will fucking murder you.
You know who I'm talking about.
Literally breathe in his presence and I will break every single fucking bone in your bone and and beat you bloody and bruised.
Or I'll just choke you to death.
Because that's what you deserve.
Sent 5:56PM

Did he go too far with that? He didn't even care. Being impulsive was a natural reaction when being upset, and right now, he was very upset.

+82 2948284881
We'll see about that, bunny boy. ;)
You better keep your filthy mouth shut, though.
Who knows where it may get you? 😳
Sent 5:56PM

Raking a hand through his hair in frustration, he glared daggers at his phone's display, having the utmost desire to punch something. Not wanting to destroy any furniture, he imagined Taehyung's boxy smile in his mind and took calm, collected breaths to not ultimately lose his sanity.
But it seemed like the enemy wasn't finished there.

+82 2948284881
You know, I find your background pretty interesting.
Your mom's a lesbian and ran off when you were a kid? Soo selfish. She wasn't too young to raise a child, she was just being lazy. No wonder your dad's a homophobic asshole.
If you asked me, I'd say you should be the one staying away from Taehyung. You don't even know how love works, it's not like you grew up with it. 😘
Sent 5:58PM

The ravenette gasped, feeling his stomach give little churns of discomfort and a hinch of anxiety. Not to mention thr fury. How did he know about all of this? His breath slightly hitching, he wrote his last message with knitted eyebrows:

You
You don't know anything about me.
I know how love works, Lee Ruo. Unlike you.
Because I learned how to love. You on the other hand are a literal rapist who doesn't even feel a tiny speck of guilt for anything!
I feel sorry for your parents, what would they say if they knew their son forced himself on his fucking boyfriend and traumatized him for life?
Fucking pathetic.
I literally want to rip your eyeballs out of your eye sockets and step on them. You disgusting con-artist.
Sent 5:59PM

+82 2948284881
That's it, bunny boy. You asked for it.
If I can't have him, no one can.
Just so you know, I know more than you think.
I know what your dad told you this morning.
If you won't stop being a pain in the ass, I'll simply get rid of you.
Sent 6:00PM

Taking ragged breaths, the ravenette threw his phone onto the bed and balled his fists once again, trying to calm himself by counting from one to ten and from ten to one slowly. He knew he was probably being a bit too hostile towards the other boy. He also knew that may or may not get him into trouble so he should've just stayed calm. But he couldn't help it, he just hated him so much.

And what did Lee Ruo know? He obviously knew certain things about his parents that should evidently be kept a secret. Did that mean he also knew about... No, right?

Jungkook had enough. Other people would've simply kept quiet and just ignored the notorious boy but he tried to think rationally and effectively for once.

So he did what he thought would benefit him most: He blocked Lee Ruo's number without responding to the most recent message and now sent a message to Taehyung instead.

You
Hey, Tae. Can we meet before school tomorrow? I need to tell you something.
I'm sorry for not telling you about my problems earlier but now I actually want to.
So, guess I'll see you tomorrow💘💘
Don't be sad, btw. I don't like seeing you sad.
I'll do the Harry Potter marathon with you if you like 🥺
Sent 6:05PM

Not waiting for a response, the ravenette turned his phone off and laid on his back, staring at the ceiling again. His evening continued to be an evening full of dullness and slight misery and what brought him even more misery was the fact that he could feel even more trouble cooking.

This was just the beginning.

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(A/N: i'm sorry everything's so depressing rn but i need the drama and it's gonna go on for a little while but don't worry, eventually it'll be fine 🤧

btw i got a new phone (or my dad's old one) as an early birthday present and omg i love it so much i have so many new emojis uwu 🥰🥰🥺

thank you for reading, i love you lots uwuwuwu 💜💜💜)