[ a.n. Yo, future Ravs here for a revised note: I'm brown myself so later on in the chapter don't be alarmed if I use 'brown' as an adjective for Shawn's skin colour. Although it is a colour and can be associated with many (races/ethnicities/nationalities), in this context, Shawn is South Asian. Okay future Ravs from 2018 is on way away, thanks for reading boo-thangs! ❤️ ]

Jungkook stood there quiet. His eyes were stinging yet he failed to notice a few tears numbly leave his eyes. The world around him was unbearably silent as he collected himself little by little.

"Jungkook?" a soft voice asked from the hallway that held four individuals.

He looked over at the four, his eyes narrowing as he searched for the person the voice belonged to. He struggled, his thoughts clouding his mind drastically, he was no longer able to pay attention. Looking away from the four, Jungkook eyed the staircase door some more.

"Jungkook-ah? Let's go home alright?" the voice softly let out again and Jungkook's brows jumped when realizing that the man with the low and soothing voice seemed to also be crying.

Looking over at the soft eyes that met his, he watched the man walk towards him slowly.

"Namjoon hyung?" Jungkook asked, confused to why he was crying.

"Y-Yes," he said as he hugged at Jungkook's shoulder's slowly, "let's go home okay?"

Jungkook nodded slowly, his eyes however seemed to linger on the other three that were still in the hallway. His eyes went to Hoseok, to Yoongi, to Racy. A few tears fell quick when spotting her. He stopped in his tracks, which ultimately made Namjoon stop as well.

"We kissed," Jungkook said slowly, his eyes narrowing as he revaluated everything that had happened, "Why the did we kiss?"

He seemed genuinely confused.

Racy had tears running down her face at the sight of the boy so pained. Jaw clenching as she remembered her best friend running out just now as well, she swallowed as she shook her head, "I don't know Jungkook."

"You kissed me," he said lowly.

"Y-Yeah."

The other three were shocked when finding out this new information of the kiss, no wonder they had witnessed such a heart wrenching scene take place with you and an oblivious Jungkook.

Yoongi's hands were in fists.

"I kissed you back?" his voice was questioning and pained. He seemed upset and highly delusional, they all saw it.

"Let's get him out of here," Hoseok sighed out as he moved towards Namjoon who had to basically drag the maknae away and towards the staircase steps.

Racy wiped at her cheeks slowly. There was no use however, she simply continued to cry. Moving to go to the staircase herself, her breath hitched when she felt a hand grab her wrist tightly.

Her nose scrunched in quick pain as she looked over at the silver haired man who was finally looking over at her.

"Wha-"

"Where do you think you're going?" he snapped, his grip unknowingly becoming tighter around her wrist.

She whimpered, crying harsher now.

"You're hurting me, p-please-"

"And you've hurt my family," he numbly let out in disbelief.

"It wasn't my intention to I-"

Racy's whined in pain when Yoongi's nails dug into her skin without his angry-self knowing. Cheeks damp, she was squriming and struggling to break free of him and yet he was painfully crying along with her.

"You're never going near Taehyung or Jungkook ever again, got it?" he roared and her knees almost gave out in pain.

Pain from her wrist being torn into, along with pain of seeing the man she cared so much about crying defeated before her. She couldn't muster words as everything came in harsh breaths and crying hiccups. She was a total mess in that moment.

"YOONGI!" she screamed when he dragged her down the other side of the hall.

The pain was unbearable for the both of them. She didn't feel safe near him at all. He was so angry and hurt and the fact that she couldn't break free of his agonizing hold made her sick to her stomach.

"YOONGI P-PLEASE LET ME GO," she screamed begging, "Where are you even taking me I-"

"SHUT UP!"

Racy was terrified.

-

"What do you even see in him?" the boy sighed out from the couch as he watched you dance around near the television screen. You were stumbling and giggling as you almost tripped over your own feet numerous times.

"He's adorable, funny, smart, and sweet," you lazily got out as you wiggled the picture frames by the front. You had to squint your eyes and blink a few times to really see who was in the picture.

"Seems like an asshole to me," the boy said as he flipped through the channels some more.

You pouted drastically as you ran over to the couch and jumped down next to your friend.

"That's because he is one," you whined and the dark haired boy smiled at the sight of you pouting over at him.

"Again," the boy said chuckling, "What do you even see in him?"

You sighed, your slurring and sleepy form barely making sense as you breathed something out to him. His face simply squeezed together in disgust.

"Shit," he said as he pulled his head away from around you, "I've been around drunk chicks before but whatever just died in your mouth needs medical attention."

You laughed as you cutely breathed in his face. He practically fell off the couch.

You were suddenly upset and pouting again when he wasn't near you anymore, but rather on the carpet laying on the ground.

"What happened?"

"You just tried to kill me," he said through his teeth, annoyed that you were all over him ever since you ran into his place piss drunk.

"Kill you?" you asked, your eyes blinking drastically slow, "I was just trying to be cute...it worked for me when Jungkook went all stank breath on me."

Your friend rolled his eyes. "Aw what a cute asshole he is," the dark haired boy mumbled as he outstretched his hand for you to take.

You didn't take it. You had been distracted by the existence of the remote control suddenly.

Your tanned friend sighed as he sat down next to you again. He looked genuinly worried now. "Y/N, you've got to stop seeing him," he said sternly when looking over at you trying not to burp.

"He'll only continue hurting you..."

"I can't help who I fall in love with," you piped as you played with the remote control buttons again.

"Love's overrated."

"You only say that cause you've been hurt yourself multiple times," you mumbled and his brows furrowed at you smugly looking over at the tv screen which was now dark.

The brown boy smiled.

You gasped shakily when the remote was taken away from you. Taking a while to process the fact that your friend had it behind his back as he was standing before you now, he simply outstretched his hand again.

"Time for bed, come on," he demanded and you simply went to reach for the remote that was behind him.

Moaning in pain when your face went hard into his belt, you whined in pain as you rubbed at your mouth.

"See? You were so close to sucking dick just now," he said teasingly, "could you just get up now?"

You grinned at him from the couch, giggling before trying to reach for his belt now.

His eyes widened.

"Y/N, oh shit, no no no no no!"

You giggled as he took your hand away from his belt.

"Why not?" you asked laughing, "you'd enjoy it."

"Gross," he mumbled, eyeing you in disgust.

"Am I really gross?" you asked, smile faltering immediately.

He shut his eyes, wanting to kill who ever this Jungkook boy was for doing this to his friend. He was the one who had to pick up the pieces after Jungkook'd shatter you repeatedly. The sicko probably has fun towing around with her, the well-built boy thought to himself as he noticed his friend close to tears again.

"No Y/N, you're hot," he sighed out as he had had enough.

He picked you up and over his shoulder, causing you to struggle at first but then just mumble something about wanting to throw up.

"But you're like my sister," he sighed as he opened the door to the guest room.

"Sister?" you piped, your hands in ready position to hit his ass if he didn't let you go on time for you to vomit.

"Yes. Sister. And I'm not interested in some Game of Thrones lifestyle either so save it with trying to suck my dick every time you're drunk."

"I don't try every time," you mumbled and he rolled his eyes before he placed you onto the bed.

"Two things," he scolded standing before you.

You blinked, trying to listen to him with the best of your ability.

"Stay away from this Kook guy," he chimed.

"Okay," you said nodding drunkely.

He knew you weren't listening but he tried any way.

"Second, stay away from his group members."

You tried to urge against it but shut up instantly when the boy gave you the coldest stare.

"Okay."

"Lastly," he sighed out slowly, "stay away from your so-called-best-friend--why are you're friends with her anyway? Both of you don't have a healthy relationship to begin with!"

You pouted before laying onto the bed, exhausted. Your feet were numb from all the running around that you didn't even notice the boy taking your shoes off for you and helping you further onto the bed comfortably.

"She's all I've got," you sighed softly and his eyes softened a bit as he nodded slowly.

"Right..." he said sighing, "and I'm a fucking illusion or something."

You shook your head as you grabbed his arms a bit. His brows jumped as you tried to bring him down towards you.

He groaned in frustration when you grabbed at his shoulders and tried to lamely hug him.

"I love you Shane, you're my fri-"

"Y/N it's Shawn, remember, Shawn Letsbi?" he mumbled unamused and you simply shushed him, shaking your head.

"It's Shane now," you soothed and he rolled his eyes, laughing a bit.

"Go to sleep!"

He watched you almost instantly pass out, your mouth opening as you let out a long yawn. He smiled at how cute you were before bringing the blanket over you. Eyeing your peaceful form asleep, he hated the fact that the moment you woke up the next morning you were going to be absolutely broken and hungover.

Managing to get an asprin and water by the bed side table for when you wake up, he couldn't help but think of one thing when looking down at you with concern...

As soon as he got the chance to meet this Jungkook character, he would gladly let all hell break loose.

"Seeing the dude with a broken nose might be kind of great," he mumbled out loud as he slowly and quietly moved out of the room.

-

"I was talking to Racy today about getting some space from her, I-"

Jungkook's jaw clenched when remembering what had happened. Glancing over at all his hyungs that were staring over at him numbly ranting on the couch, he looked down at his knee that hadn't stopped shaking in uneasiness ever since he had sat down.

Rubbing his hands together, he nibbled at the insides of his cheeks as the only person he saw every time he closed his eyes or tried to think was you. You and your shaking form.

He tensed further at what you had admitted to him today.

"She said she loves me," Jungkook said lowly, his heart falling and shattering within him all over again. His teeth gritted with one another as he repeated it under his breath again, "Y/N loves me..."

Jimin and Taehyung looked over at each other slowly.

The rest simply had their head ducked when not knowing exactly what to say to that. After everything they had heard and witnessed, none could rightfully stand in the position for helping the maknae out with reassuring words. There weren't none in such a scenario.

"Yes," Namjoon said slowly, "but you don't love her and she knows that."

Jungkook became uneasy at that as he instantly stood up, his hands rubbing at his thighs. Everyone seemed to look at him get up and wipe quick under his eyes. Brows furrowing, when Jungkook started to walk past all of them, Jin was the one to slowly stop the maknae.

"I need to see her," he said and Jimin rolled his eyes from where he sat.

"Oh quit it with wanting to see Racy would you?"

"I'm going to se Y/N," he simply corrected while trying to move past his hyung again.

There was no use. Jimin's smile fell and now all of his hyungs were upright and standing in defense-mode. His jaw clenched at their expressions.

"You can't force me to stay away from her, not after what happ-"

"If you've ever respected her even a little, I suggest giving her the space she rightfully deserves right now," Hoseok chimed from his spot.

Jungkook whined, "I can't! Not after everything that happened tonight I-"

"Jungkook-ah you have to let her compile herself together, it's been a long night," Taehyung softly let out.

He was still off over the fact that the maknae and Racy had made out. He tried to make it look like it didn't effect him however. It did. It really fucking did.

"I'm sorry I have to see her, I-"

He managed to move away from around the boys only to make it half-way past the kitchen when the doors to the front suddenly opened in a rush. Jungkook jumped at the voice that erupted from the entrance of the home in a rush.

"NAMJOON-AH!"

Everyone seemed to rush over to the rush. It was their manager and a few other members of staff that seemed to have been half-asleep and walking in.

The boys were confused at the look on their faces.

"What's wrong?" Namjoon asked, slightly scared knowing they wouldn't come out to their place in this state. He didn't couldn't remember the last time there were so many staff members coped up in their little place.

"It's Yoongi, PD Nim and other's have gone to the buiilding to stop the video but by the time they reach there it might be too late I-"

"What video? Is Yoongi hyung okay?" Hoseok asked, interrupting their breathless choreogrpaher hyung.

"Here see for yourself," their manager piped as he hastily brought his phone out and opened at the livestream that thousands of people were already watching.

The rest of the boys staring at the screen went from confused to completely shocked at what they saw on the other end.

It was the studio room.

"Everyone! ARMY!" Yoongi sang out angry while looking at the screen.

"She's crying," Jimin mumbled in shock when looking over at a struggling Racy who stood next to Yoongi forcefully in the video chat.

Yoongi pushed Racy a bit towards the camera, his hand finally off her wrist as he unknowingly moved back and yelled for her to speak.

"You all wanted answers right? After that video was released of me and this woman right here-RIGHT ARMY?! Well here's the answers..."

The boys fell sick, numbly frozen as they watched their hyung expose all secrets on camera...

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A/N: Ahhhh, dudes I apologize for such a sucky chapter but I promise they'll get better (sorry for the possible grammar/spelling errors that may be present-I didn't have time to reread it aha) Thanks for all the support holy shit! & I'm so sorry for making so many of you cry ahahah... *nervously moves out of the room*

Oh and woahhhh! Y'all hate Racy a lot!!! I'M LAUGHING.