Racy was quiet as PD Nim quickly shut off the live stream and eyed the two before him.

His eyes softened when eyeing Racy who was crying numbly now and holding at her wrist. Jaw clenching, he looked over at Yoongi who was quiet himself.

Everything, all the answers, all the heart break--everything was just revealed. Yoongi didn't feel bad at all, the world needed to know just how broken this group was slowly starting to be. They were falling a part and the ARMY needed to know why.

"You've hurt her," the man lowly let out, looking over at Racy's wrist that was red and marked now.

Yoongi glanced over at her wrist and his eyes softened. Lip parting, in all the anger, he hadn't noticed just how hard his hold was on her. He forced himself to look away and at the ground as their head manager continued to scold.

"If you wanted to speak out we could've held a scheduled conference! This was messy and will simply create more drama Min Yoongi!"

Yoongi nodded slowly, softly. "I had to do it," he said as he glanced up at his hyung.

PD Nim looked over at the faces that had come with him to stop the event. Urging one to help Racy, the woman gently agreed before going towards Racy soothingly as she took her out of the room.

Yoongi glanced at them as they walked out before looking his hyung directly in the eye.

He deserved all the words he was about to get. But there was no way he was going to regret what he had just done in the live stream.

"The only thing I feel bad about is hurting her unintentionally," Yoongi said softly, "other than that I wouldn't take any of what I did back. If for that you choose to yell at me I'm all ears."

PD Nim sighed.

About to say something, both had their attentions directed to the door that opened up wide.

The members were here.

-

"Boys this is a mess," their manager sighed as everyone seemed to be coped up in one room.

The boys were silent, head low as they listened to their elders murmur and try to figure everything out.

The fact that all their phones were buzzing non-stop during the meeting didn't help the anxiousness that fueled the room.

"The tour is going to start soon for KCon," PD Nim popped lowly, "and at this rate there might not be such a great welcoming from the ARMY's..."

"We should hold a press conference," Namjoon lightly suggested and Yoongi's jaw clenched. He knew exactly what their manager was going to say to that.

"Is there even a point? Yoongi's already went into detail about the affair already..."

"They just need to see that we're okay," Taehyung lightly said.

"So lie to them?" Jin snapped irritated, "We aren't all okay. You haven't spoken to Yoongi in months wha-"

"Settle down," PD Nim roared and everyone had their heads ducked again a part from Jin who simply looked distressed. The oldest hyung had had enough.

There was more murmuring from the elders.

Jungkook's mind was aching, rubbing at his temples a bit, he simply focused on not leaning so much into Namjoon's side. He was practically glued to his hyung since the time they left the building in the first place.

"I think Namjoon-ah's got a point. We should have a prepared and scheduled conference."

Namjoon nodded.

Everyone else seemed skeptical.

-

The night was hard to get through.

Getting back home was hard on it's own, as there were cameras and microphones already shoved to their tired and swollen faces. Namjoon, yet again, was shielding Jungkook who was extremely overwhelmed over how fast everything was going to shit.

Managing to get to their home and quietly move in, Yoongi was forced to stay with the others again as well. He was simply by Hoseok and Jimin most of the time as they tried to reassure him. "We're all in this together hyung" Hoseok would softly whisper, "You've got all of us" Jimin would say. Yoongi sighed shaking his head before looking over at Taehyung.

Jimin's eyes softened when looking over at Taehyung who walked straight into his room to sleep. Jimin followed the boy tiredly himself.

Hoseok moved alongside Yoongi to their room.

"Namjoon hyung," Jungkook said lowly as the man went to grab some water.

"Ye?"

"Can I stay with you tonight?" Jungkook asked softly, his form still dazed.

Namjoon glanced over at Jin who smiled and nodded as he went to Jungkook's room.

"Thank you hyung," Jungkook called out and Namjoon sighed, smiling reassuringly over at the boy as he moved the hair that fell into the maknae's vision back.

"Come, you should rest...big day tomorrow. We've got to announce the conference."

Jungkook swallowed the lump in his throat that was forming drastically.

"It's a fan meeting...after all this I don't think-"

"Hopefully our ARMY's will stick by us," Namjon sighed before helping the boy into his and Jin's room.

Jungkook nodded, his stomach turning excessively as he struggled in laying down on one of the beds.

-

You woke up groggily when you felt a weight by your knee. Head arching tiredly to see who it was in the dark, you moaned in frustration before letting your head rest back onto the pillow.

"Shawn!"

He laughed. "I'll let you sleep, just wake up for a bit and drink some water okay? Or else you'll have an even bigger headache in the morning than you already do right now."

You couldn't register what he was saying much as your ears were ringing from the pounding in your head. Sighing, you simply let your tired and heavy eyes win over as you snuggled in to the pillow.

He shook you a bit now and you whined before sitting up slowly.

"Fine!"

He grinned in contentment before giving you the glass of water that was by the side of the bed and on the table. You swallowed down the aspirin pill too. No matter how frustrated you were, your manners took their course as you thanked him sweetly.

He nodded before sitting onto the bed and touching your forehead lightly with his fingers.

"You seemed to be getting a little warm the last time I checked out you," he mumbled shrugging at your confused form, "I thought you must've gotten sick from roaming around on the streets for so long."

"What time is it?"

"4:30 am almost," he popped and your eyes widened.

"What are you doing awake?"

"I was working on my assignment and making sure you didn't choke on vomit during your sleep," he cutely let out and you smiled lightly.

"Thank you."

"Ahh, no worries," he said laughing, "how are you feeling?"

"Shitty," you mumbled rubbing at your eyes gently.

"You feel sober yet or still kinda out of it?" he asked curiously and you let out a shaky breath.

He nodded as you didn't say anything. He could tell you were sober, upset, and frustrated by the way your shoulder's shrugged in and your eyes fell red.

"I told him I love him."

"Yes you did," Shawn sighed as his eyes squinted.

You smiled as he rubbed at his tired eyes.

"Go to sleep. You don't have to stay awake because I'm being all pathetic," you suggested playfully as you tried to nudge him off the bed.

He shook his head, smiling lightly at you.

"I'm staying here the whole night so shut it," he said laughing before laying down by your knee as he looked up at the ceiling.

His brows furrowed a bit as he studied the structure of the patterns above him.

"I asked you this while you were drunk," he popped before having his expression change to a more stern one, "and I'll ask again. Why are you friends with Racy?"

You laid down next to him, on your side as you studied his face.

You smiled lightly before taking in a shaky little breath of air. "It's just different with her, we've grown up with one another...without her I'm just the weird orphan girl that went batshit crazy after loosing her entire family."

"Like weird sisters," he popped and you sighed.

"We're dysfunctional."

"Yup."

You turned back onto your back as you stared up at the ceiling.

"Shawn?"

"Hm?"

"Why are you so sweet to me?" You asked softly. The only stable person in your life at the moment was the boy next to you. They had grown closer in the healthiest way and you were glad.

"Can't a guy be sweet and not want anything in return?"

You smiled lightly, "I guess."

"Where does this Kook kid live again?" He asked slowly and you grinned.

"Oh shut up."

He looked genuinely offended. "Just tell me! I'm not going to go all ape-shit and bash his heads in!"

"You are!" You chimed laughing, "you've been cussing him off for weeks now!"

"I've never wanted to punch someone so hard in the face before him," he said laughing.

"Violence is never the answer," you claimed cutely.

He grinned.

"Sometimes it is."

The tanned boy had a history with violence. So that response right there wasn't a shocker.

"You won't have to worry about him anymore," you sighed out slowly, "I really am done continuously hurt by him. Here I thought I could help him out and move on from Racy but he simply seems to cling onto her every chance he gets."

"Fuck that," Shawn mumbled.

"Yes," you slowly let out, "I'm slowly starting to lose myself and all my principles and it's so frustrating!"

"You used to walk right away whenever a boy chose Racy over you."

"I KNOW!"

You had never hated yourself as much as now. This wasn't who you were. You never carried yourself this way... You were better when away from Jungkook and you planned on keeping it that way.

"Here just do me a favour and never see him again, or his members," he said while pointing over at three fingers he had up. "Oh and fuck Racy too," he popped while pointing at the last finger, "boo-hoo she was here for me when my parents died and now the only way I can dumbly repay her some how is by sticking to her!"

You pursed your lips at his mocking tone of voice. He spoke truth.

"You're your own person," he said lightly, "you don't have to owe anyone anything."

You nodded curtly.

"I'll stay away from them."

"Right you will," Shawn sarcastically let out, "and I'll stay away from Bethany Aaron who's been dying to get some of my brown ass between her legs."

You burst out laughing.

"Really?"

"She went all commando-skirt combo on me today," he said shrugging as he grinned, "I don't know, maybe I'll try it out."

"Just please give me a warning so I'm not caught off guard while at your house...like put a sock on the door or something."

He was laughing.

"I'll put a 'Don't Disturb Please. Finally Getting Some Puss—'"

His words were muffled when you hastily put your hand over his mouth. You were laughing.

You were okay.

I'll be okay...

-

Next Chapter:

You smiled sweetly as you and your friend helped pass water bottles to all the ARMY's that were crowded and worriedly murmuring.

Looking over at the girl's before you that had the light sticks with them and their biased-shirts on, you smiled lightly at one that had Jungkook's shirt.

"You alright hun?" You asked as you gave her a water bottle.

She nodded, thanking you cutely as she took the water bottle.

"You're all so nice," the one wearing the Taehyung shirt said as she looked over at you and your friend.

"I was dragged into this," your friend mumbled, her eyes narrowing as she continued to do her job she was forced in to.

"Well thank you," you chimed as you went over into your bag and pulled out your gloves. It was slowly starting to get colder and half the fans here were out in the cold with just shirts.

Looking over at the one with the Taehyung shirt, you passed her your gloves.

Her eyes widened as she shook her head, "Oh no no. Thank you unnie I-"

You simply urged her to take it, smiling hugely.

All the fans around her slowly started to talk to you.

You could sense all of them were nervous so you did your best in pulling out some jokes in helps to calm them down. You were grinning as they would laugh. Continuing to do you job all while you were bonding with the fans, you were a bit taken a back at how many of them were filming you and taking pictures.

"What's with the camera's on me?" you said laughing, "the boy's haven't even come out yet."

"You're all over the fan clubs," one said as she took some water from you, "You're Jungkook's rumoured girlfriend!"

Your tripped over your own feet so quick. Your friend had to instantly ditch the water and hold your arm to help you balance.

"WHAT?"

-

A/N: Well shit, that was a fast update.