Racy had managed to come into the building without being noticed. The last thing she wanted was for any of the boys, other than Jungkook, to see her roaming the halls of their management building.

After everything that happened, none of the publicity towards the scandal had died down, so any glimpse of her in the building can cause even futher chaos if photos were taken of her here.

Sighing, she simply focused on moving comfortably towards the practice room where Jungkook had texted her to meet him 5 minutes ago.

Watching as the coast was clear, she used her long legs to manuver herself quickly towards the room.

"Going any faster won't stop me from seeing you."

Racy froze, her eyes shutting at the voice she heard from down the hall.

Glancing over at Yoongi who barely looked over at her as he began walking down the hall, she watched his tense form stop a bit around her.

"Jungkook and I were just going to talk," Racy popped awkwardly, her hand at the handle at this point.

Yoongi studied the ground as he nodded, his jaw clenched harshly.

"Do whatever you please," he sighed out before continuing his strides down the hall, "I don't give two shits."

Racy watched the silver haired man leave, her thoughts on the night they had spent with one another and what she had told him. Her heart hurt as she watched him turn the corner without a second glance.

"I love you," she sighed out, staring at the end of the hallway where he once was.

She turned the knob a bit, her form sulking, "I really do," she sang under her breath as she tried to compile herself while walking in.

"Hi," she said polietly over at Jungkook who greeted her from the ground of the room.

The look in his eyes made her feel uncomfortable.

He looked extremely upset.

"What's wrong?"

"A lot," he mumbled.

-

Yoongi, Namjoon, and Hoseok were helping one another out as they had sent the other boys to go home and sleep. Making Jin in charge of getting them home safely, they stayed behind only to catch up on a few more song revisions.

Yoongi moved inside with coffee.

"Ah, where's mine?" Hoseok asked teasingly and Yoongi smiled as he sweetly extended the cup towards Hoseok.

"It is yours," he said shrugging.

Hoseok's brows jumped as he took the cup. He looked over at Namjoon shocked.

"You're seeing this right?" he asked breathless. The silver haired man hadn't talked to him right or stayed near him ever since the night of the fight months ago.

Namjoon grinned before looking over at Yoongi who patted Hoseok's shoulder reassuringly.

Hoseok screeched as he hugged the man instantly.

Yoongi groaned.

"You're killing him," Namjoon mumbled, going back to focusing on his work.

"Y-You are," Yoongi let out, struggling.

Hoseok simply laughed by Yoongi's ear causing the man to swear as he arched his head back.

"Aish! Hoseok let me go, we've got to write more."

"Five more minutes," Hoseok mumbled.

Yoongi looked genuinely terrified at that. He couldn't tell if he was joking or not.

Namjoon simply laughed.

There was a knock on the door which caused all of them to slowly look over.

"It must be Jungkook," Hoseok said as he released his hyung.

Yoongi's eyes narrowed while eyeing the door, his jaw clenching while wondering if it was Racy instead.

A head awkwardly popped in and Yoongi's muscles relaxed instantly. He even smiled a bit.

Hoseok got up instantly to hug the girl that had herself quietly and awkwardly standing and knocking again by the door.

"Y/N? Here so late?" Namjoon asked, smiling sweetly over at the sight of your tired looking form.

You smile as you greeted the leader.

"I was supposed to come later but I had to get out of the house," you lowly explained.

Hoseok's brows furrowed. "Did you come for someone?" he asked slowly.

You nodded.

Yoongi's brows were furrowed while studying you. As soon as you revealed, "Jungkook, he asked me to come by," Yoongi's eyes practically escaped their sockets.

"Ohhhh," Namjoon teased and you tensed.

"W-Well I should go and see what he needs," you softly spoke, glancing over at all of them quickly with the sweetest expression you could muster.

About to walk out, you stopped when you heard a panicked, "WAIT."

Everyone seemed to be eyeing Yoongi who had abruptly stopped you.

"Yes?" you asked confused.

"W-Why don't you stay here for a bit? We could use some help with the rap," Yoongi suggested, his voice growing pitched. There was no way he was going to let you see Jungkook and Racy together in the practice room. There was already so much tension and he couldn't bare seeing anyone, not even Racy, cry at this point.

Your brows jumped.

"Do you rap?" he asked awkwardly, his eyes squinting over his idiocy.

"No, but I can try," you said while nervously glancing over at Hoseok who simply shrugged while eyeing down Yoongi.

"Great," the silver haired man sighed out before gently taking your arm a guiding you away from the door.

"Jungkook can wait," he said under his breath as he smiled tightly in your confused direction.

Or he could gladly hurry up, he mumbled internally before sitting down in his seat.

-

You blinked slowly and tiredly while trying to stay awake. All of the men before you were quietly discussing lines.

It was a little past 8 p.m. now and you came at 7. Not knowing how or why Yoongi would want you here in the first place, you had your cheek rested on your fist, your eyelids lazily closing.

Yoongi looked over at his phone, waiting for a text back from the boy he had practically been spamming. Jungkook didn't message back however, and it was slowly started to piss the older friend off.

Yoongi couldn't stall forever.

Looking over at you passing out on your hand, he quickly popped out a, "What about this line?"

Your elbow slipped from on the table, your face almost hitting the glass as you instantly went wide eyed. You looked at the three studying your taken a back expression.

Hoseok was just as tired as her, Namjoon was glancing over at the silver haired man in confusion, while Yoongi was smiling hugely at you.

His smile was so huge even after such a boring hour...that fact scared you a little.

"Hm?"

"Did you want to read this for me?" he asked and you tried not to show any disrespect as you nodded. It hurt you so much to nod to that request but the way he was smiling at you, gave you no choice.

Taking the sheet, Namjoon broke all of it up. He had had enough.

"Nope. Okay, I'm done. We're all done," he sighed out as he stood up from his seat.

He watched as Yoongi still proceeded to give you the sheets.

"N-No, we're-"

"Hyung, you look exhausted," Namjoon said, cutting Yoongi off.

"We all need the rest, we'll meet up tomorrow early if anything," Namjoon reassured as he was already putting on his jacket.

Hoseok sighed in relief as he got up and started getting ready himself.

Namjoon looked over at you with the sheets in your hand.

"Y/N, why don't you go to Jungkook. Give him those sheets too, he was asking to get a sneak peek of the writing any way."

Yoongi's brows jumped at that as he instantly got up when you nodded and started to move across the room.

"W-Wait, no don't-"

You were already out the door.

About to rush after you, Yoongi was held back by Hoseok for a moment.

Both Namjoon and Hoseok were incredibly confused.

"What's wrong?" Namjoon asked slowly.

"Jungkook's with Racy," Yoongi piped as he managed to move away from Hoseok's grip and out the door in an instant.

The other two grew surprised at that as they swore under their breaths and rushed into the hallway themselves.

-

Losing track of time, Jungkook had said so much and Racy was nice enough to simply listen to him vent.

He went on and on for hours over his uncertainties, and how lost he felt in his own skin...

"I realize that I can't be your friend Racy," he said softly as he smiled lightly at her.

"It's a lie to say that I'm here for you as a friend and not as a boy who loves you."

"Do you still love me?" She asked her voice barely above a whisper.

He swallowed harshly at that. He felt as if his esophagus was tearing from the impact of his gulp. Glancing up at her eyes that stared gently back at him, he blinked slowly.

"I don't know what love is," he said honestly, "I-I...I don't know if I loved you or if it was something else?"

His brows furrowed as he looked forward.

Racy noticed he was in distress.

"There's just been so much on my mind lately," he said while trying his hardest not to think of you, "I don't know what I'm feeling anymore I-" he cut himself off as he quickly rubbed at his face with his two hands. Creating a fist with one, he let his chin rest on it.

"It's Y/N isn't it?"

His brows jumped as he instantly shook his head, denying all cases of any sort of relation to having mixed emotions because of you. "No, not at all. It's just with everything—Yoongi hyung and Taehyung  still trying to work things out...it's all been a mess with the ARMY too I just think I need to figure out myself first and see what I want."

Racy puckered her lip a bit as she forced herself to nod when he looked her way. She smiled tightly as he looked her way.

He smiled when thinking of you, "I mean Y/N's always been great to me but I don't think I'm into her or an—"

Jungkook swallowed his words when he suddenly felt lips on his. Brows jumping as his eyes were lamely open, he was in utter shock as the woman he had wanted for so long was finally kissing him.

His hand went to her cheek quick as he instantly kissed her back without thinking. He had just been talking about wanting to move on and simply find himself, and yet here he was not pulling away.

"Namjoon oppa told me to give you these and I'm sorry for barging in it's just that I've—"

Your eyes widened immediately as the sheets fumbled from your hands. Looking away immediately from the two that had abruptly separated upon your entrance, you started to ramble as you picked up the sheets from the floor again.

Squatting and blinking down at the ground, tears were falling down your face so quick without even registering.

"I-I'm sorry I should've knocked," you barely got out as you hastily picked up the sheets.

Your heart turned and squeezed painfully within you. Your chest aching.

Jungkook was shocked at what had just happened between him and Racy, but his sudden confusion and worried form overpowered all the shock when looking over at your bumbling and crying form picking up papers.

Racy was simply quiet and in a little shock herself when eyeing you.

Moving quickly over to you, Jungkook crouched down to help you, only to have you whimper, "no, it's okay."

His lips parted at your balling form. "Y/N what's wrong?" He asked completely shocked over you crying so suddenly and so much.

"Nothing," you piped as you wiped at your cheeks that were slowly becoming unmanageable.

His hand slowly went to your shoulder only to have you flinch away before he could touch you.

Shoving the papers to his chest, you smiled at him. "Read her some rap as you suck face okay?" You whined as your pained eyes met his confused ones.

He was in awe of you crying as he slowly took the sheets that were against his chest. Watching you quickly get off the ground and out the door, his brows jumped before he got up too, sheets falling from his hold as he ran after you.

"Y/N!"

You simply rushed towards the elevators to the building again, begging for it to come quick before the boy could reach you.

Of course life never seemed to match up with your wishes.

"Y/N what's wrong?" He asked shocked, "why are you crying so much?"

You simply ignored him as you pushed at the elevator button repeatedly.

"If this is about the kiss...I mean I get that you side with Jimin and think I shouldn't still be talking to her—"

"Jungkook please shut up," you moaned out in frustration before hitting at the button again.

His brows furrowed, "What's bothering you? Just tell me!"

You gave up on the slow elevator as you glanced around for the stairs. Rushing towards them, you felt a tug at your arm by the entrance to the flight of stairs causing you to turn around.

"Would you calm down and just answer me?" He said in awe while watching you practically shaking before him, "Whats bothering you Y/N?"

"RACY!" You yelled back, angry tears blurring your vision, "RACY WITH YOU IS WHAT'S BOTHERING ME!"

Jungkook's brows furrowed deeply, "But why—"

"BECAUSE SHE'S REPEATEDLY HURTING YOU AND YOU KEEP LETTING HER!"

"That's my problem though Y/N...I'm trying my hardest to work on that I just-you shouldn't be crying over—"

"I love you."

You whimpered out defeated. You let it out so quick and so desperately that it caused your heart to completely shatter. You had promised yourself you'd refrain from telling him and yet here you were, out in the open. You felt naked and insecure suddenly.

His whole expression dropped at that, his muscles loose. The hand that once gripped at your forearm gently falling limp to his side again.

"What?" He breathed out in pure shock while staring at you.

Your eyes were red.

"I love you Jungkook," your voice shook as you said it the second time, "that's why it all bothers me okay?! That's why the minute I see you with Racy my whole world fucking shatters! That's why every time you cry over her—or over anything at all, I wish to just somehow take your pain away! Because seeing you in pain is unbearable for me!"

He was in plain awe. Mouth becoming dry at this point for having it slightly open, he swallowed lightly as you spoke.

"I'm in love with you and you'll never in a million years feel the same way!" You painfully let out as you moved back from him.

He watched as you did, his eyes softening.

"I've come to terms with that but seeing you with her repeatedly is too much for me. I'm done hurting. I'M DONE FEELING LIKE SHIT AND BEING TREATED LIKE SHIT FROM THE BOY I LOVE!"

His eyes stung at that as he moved towards you. You simply moved back so quick he feared you'd bump right into the staircase door.

"That's why it bothers me..."

"Y/N I—"

"But don't worry about me," you said chest heaving, "I'll be fine...if she makes you happy I'll deal with it."

You had trouble looking at him.

His eyes were starting to water. Everything hitting him in one go.

"Y/N wait—"

You simply pushed open the door before rushing down the stairs. He watched you, his form lingering with shock and sadness.

His stinging eyes darted towards the hallway when he heard the floor's creak. He saw four pairs of soft eyes staring back at him.