"hey, wait!"

jimin jogged towards jungkook who had just finished changing to his athletic clothes in the locker room.

"can we please talk?"

"no."

"please, just listen to me for just a minute then."

jungkook slapped away jimin's hand when he grabbed his arm filled with an uncountable amount of small broken blood vessels from his excessive amount of practicing, however he didn't leave.

"i know the other guys did something-"

"if you want to refer as threatening to ruin my entire life and future 'something', then yeah, they did something."

"why would they do that?"

"i wonder why."

"it's my fault?"

"they're doing it for you, so yeah, it kind of is."

"jungkook, please don't think i asked them to do anything like this."

"you know i would never do anything like that to anyone."

"especially you."

"your minute's up, i have to train."

jungkook slammed his locker shut and walked out to the gym, leaving the older behind.

the action seemed to be as if he was angrily storming off, but in reality, he was just trying to hide the tears starting to line his eyes.