Break up

"Is he awake?" I asked while leaning against Taehyung's door. Jimin was treating Taehyung's bruises.

"Not yet," Jimin worriedly turned to look at Taehyung.

"Are you sure he's not dead?" I smiled. He's been unconscious for a while now. Should I tell the elders?

"Urgh," Jungkook groaned as he groggily strolled out of his room, so I averted my eyes towards him.

"He looks messy... unlike the classy Jungkook I see every day," Jimin stared at Jungkook. He was cluelessly scratching his head and stretching his arms in the hallway.

"Oh? What are you doing here?" Jungkook asked, turning to look at Jimin in surprise.

"That's none of your business Mr. Iron Man pajamas," Jimin nagged Jungkook because he was dressed in a red Iron Man nightwear.

"Oh? Oh shit!" Jungkook stuttered when he glanced down to find his childish pajamas. He coughed awkwardly and rushed back into his room in embarrassment.

"I'm gonna tease him about this~" Jimin grinned, turning to look at me, but before I could say anything else... my phone started vibrating.

"Oh, it's Yoongi. I'll drop by later," I smiled at Jimin before walking away.

"YOONGI!!" I chirped excitedly.

"I was so worried about you! We haven't texted or called for weeks? Are you okay?" Yoongi scolded me through the phone.

"It has been a rough few weeks. I'm sorry. How are you?" I smiled, closing the door behind me.

"I'm sad," He spoke through the line.

"Oh? Wae?" I pouted and sat down on my bed.

"My girlfriend didn't even pick me up at the airport yesterday," Yoongi whined. Airport... what airport...?

"WHAT? YOU'RE IN SEOUL?" I gasped in shock. He's here?! Omo!

"Yeah, I arrived yesterday," Yoongi chuckled. Omo omo- I have to see him!

"I'm so sorry!" I groaned, feeling guilty for not being there for him. Aish, I'm stupid. That's why he's been spamming me yesterday!!!

"It's alright Jagi~!" Yoongi chuckled softly. Aw, I love this guy so much.

"Send me your address. I'll head there right now," I got onto my feet in excitement.

"Araso, see you soon~!" Yoongi agreed before hanging up on me. I quickly got dressed and dashed out of my room.

"Where are you going?" Jungkook asked, turning to look at me when I hurried out of the mansion.

"Your eyes are puffy," I stopped to stare at Jungkook, who was about to get into his car.

"Oh, it's nothing. It's none of your business!" Jungkook snapped at me, hiding his eyelids in embarrassment. Aish this kid. He shot me an embarrassed look and glanced away.

"Araso, bye," I waved at him. I'll tease him later.

"Yah. I asked where are you going? You're not allowed to leave-"

"Did you know you were drunk last night?" I questioned, turning to look at him. Hey... maybe I can get a free ride to see Yoongi.

"What?" Jungkook asked, slowly shutting his car door, then turned to look at me unsurely.

"You were drinking in the kitchen last night," I smirked at him.

"No, I didn't! What are you talking about??" Jungkook scoffed and glared at me in denial.

"Aigo, you should at least be thankful because I dragged you all the way back to your room," I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

"What else did you do to me?!" Jungkook sneered, taking a step forward in disbelief.

"Nothing. I just helped you onto the couch," I shrugged. Jungkook scratches his head to recall the moment... but I can tell he didn't remember much.

"That's it? You didn't do anything inappropriate, did you? How can I trust a pervert like you?" Jungkook asks, tilting his head to the side. The fuck. Him? Why would I take advantage of an asshole like him?

"Excuse me? I'm not interested in you," I scoffed at Jungkook, so he fired me a disapproving look.

"You're crazy then. Who on earth wouldn't fall for me?" Jungkook argued in an arrogant tone. Omo, how egotistic...

"Tsk. I guess I'm the only one who isn't blind?" I smiled at him. Jungkook widened his eyes when he heard my offensive words.

"Yah- How can you-"

"By the way, can you take me to this address?" I requested, showing him the address on my phone. Jungkook leaned over to take a look at the address before straightening himself.

"Why should I?" He huffed bitterly.

"Yah, I helped you-"

"So what? I never asked you to help me," Jungkook rudely interrupted me. Aish. This ungrateful jerk.

"You were also crying last night. Did anyone tell you, you look ugly as hell when you cry?" I mocked him.

"What?! Nonsense! Why would I cry?!" He snapped his head in my direction in shock.

"Take me to address since you're going out anyway," I smugly smiled at him.

"Get a cab," Jungkook waved at me. Is he really that heartless?

"Sure, I'll just tell your father- YAH!" I shrugged, turning away when he roughly grabbed onto my jacket and pulled me back.

"YOU BETTER KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT-! Get in! Aish!" Jungkook snapped, opening the car door for me with an irritated expression. Yes!

"Thank you," I grinned and buckled my seatbelt.

"Don't you dare tell my parents! You're still an outsider in this house, so behave yourself if you don't want to get into unnecessary trouble," Jungkook warned me while starting his car engine. He seems annoyed, but it makes me happy.

"Yes sir, my mouth is sealed," I beamed as he drove out of the mansion with a disgusted expression. Jungkook is a very responsible driver. He didn't drive too slow or too fast. He's cautious. Unlike Taehyung who's wild and reckless on the road.

"So, what happened?" I asked, finally breaking the silence because I was getting bored. Jungkook quickly glanced at me with his eyebrows pulled together before turning his attention back to the road.

"Stop asking. You're so annoying," He grumbled. I'm annoying? He's also annoying.

"Alright," I shrugged. Whatever. Jungkook suddenly let out a heavy sigh.

"I'm only telling you this because I need advice from a female," Jungkook turned to look at me again.

"What is it that the rude Jeon Jungkook can't figure out?" I huffed, keenly smiling at his conflicted expression.

"Minah broke up with me because I wouldn't let her visit me during the nights anymore," Jungkook spoke in a sad tone. Huh? That sounds like a horny girlfriend.

"Just because of that?" I asked him.

"Well... we always fight. But I'd make it up to her by taking her to a fancy restaurant or buying her whatever she wants," Jungkook shrugged, stopping at the red light.

"Why don't you do that again?" I asked, turning to look at him. Jungkook turned to look at me with his restless eyes before glancing away.

"I tried. She wouldn't accept it," Jungkook spoke in a disappointed tone. Is he going to cry again?

"Maybe you should put in some effort yourself instead of using the money to solve all your problems," I shrugged. He turned to look at me in confusion.

"You're so clueless," I sighed, turning away when he gave me that what the hell are you talking about face. Rich kids.

"Just go up to her and apologize or say some sweet stuff," I exhaled.

"How is that gonna bring her back when a diamond necklace can't even waver her?" Jungkook scoffed.

"When it comes to girls, sometimes, we don't want gifts or money. Sometimes we just want to hear a heartfelt apology," I chuckled while thinking of Yoongi. He always hugs me tightly after a fight.

"What does your boyfriend do? I mean, did you ever break up?" Jungkook asked curiously.

"Hmm, we fight. A lot but we always overcome it. He always gives me a hug or a kiss after a fight. We almost broke up once, it was a big argument but the one thing that stopped us from breaking up back then was when he suddenly pulled me into a bone-crushing hug during the argument," I smiled warmly. It was a painful yet endearing moment to recall.

"Is it what cheap people do?- Just kidding," Jungkook chuckled, causing me to glare at him.

"I remember what he said. He said he didn't want us to stand on the opposite sides. He said it's the problem vs us. Not him against me. It made me realize that through all the tough times together, we should always stand on the same side to face the obstacle together. It's never me against him. Never," I shook my head. Jungkook fell silent as he drove down the highway.

"We're here, get off. Call Taehyung or the driver to escort you home. I'm busy," Jungkook coldly dismissed me when we arrived at my destination. Aish, this guy. As rude as always.

"I don't plan on calling you," I huffed. I got out of the car and stepped onto the sidewalk.

"Hey!" Jungkook called as he rolled down his window.

"What?" I asked, tilting my head at him. What does he want?

"Umm... thanks for the advice. Bye!" He coughed awkwardly and sped off before I could respond.

"Tsk, this kid," I chuckled before heading into the building.

"Room 307," I whispered while scanning the number on the third floor. Ah! Here it is!

"SORA!" Yoongi gasped, pulling me into a tight hug when he saw me.

"I miss you!" I immediately pecked Yoongi. Ahhh! I'm so happy to see him!

"I miss you too!" He smiled, pushing a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"This is a nice apartment," I gasped while glancing around the room in awe.

"It's small because I can't afford a bigger one," Yoongi chuckled as he followed me around the apartment.

"I see you haven't finished unpacking? I'll help you!" I laughed and walked toward the unloaded boxes on the floor.

"Ani! You can just sit! I'll do it," Yoongi whined as I took out his books.

"No! Let me help," I grinned, pulling more books out of the box.

"Araso, you're the best," Yoongi chuckled and kissed my cheek after kneeling down beside me to unpack his things. I stayed with Yoongi the entire day to help him out with his packages and headed out to have some ramen with him.

"It's so noisy in Seoul," Yoongi shook his head as he ate his hot ramen.

"It is. It's never quiet. Unlike home. It was so peaceful there," I smiled at Yoongi.

"Yeah I- What's that?" Yoongi paused midway with his eyes trained on my arm.

"What?- Oh, it's nothing-"

"Sora!? What on earth?" Yoongi gasped. He dropped his chopsticks and rolled up my sleeves in shock.

"Yoongi listen-"

"WAS IT KIM TAEHYUNG?!" Yoongi growled at me in fury when he saw the bruises. I gulped in panic.

"No, no! It wasn't him! I swear," I tried to explain. I pulled my hands away and quickly rolled down my sleeves.

"Who did this to you?!" Yoongi stared at me with his mouth hanging open.

"The people at the university..." I confessed. Yoongi stared at me in utter shock. I didn't want to bother him with the trivial school problems.

"I'm gonna murder them!" Yoongi angrily slammed his fist on the table... startling me.

"It's okay. Taehyung caused enough trouble. I don't want you to get in trouble too," I shook my head as I reached out to hold Yoongi's hands.

"What? What did he do?" Yoongi asked with an irritated glare.

"He found out I was bullied and got mad at the bullies. Severely hurt one of them and yesterday... he... he... almost shot them," I nervously avoided Yoongi's eyes. He's gonna be mad at me.

"What...??? Sora, tell me everything," Yoongi shot me a concerned expression. I told him the whole story and Yoongi was really pissed at the bullies.

"I wouldn't have stopped Taehyung if I was there," Yoongi gritted while rubbing my hands.

"Yoongi!" I scolded him in disappointment.

"What? They're hurting you! How can you let them live!? I'm glad he defended you though- and you're too forgiving!" Yoongi shrugged.

"Yeah but-"

"BEEP BEEP!" Someone honked loudly at us, startling Yoongi and I.

"YAH! LET'S GO! You have to go home!" Jungkook called as he rolled down his window.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him in shock. I thought he said he wouldn't be available to pick me up???

"To take you home! Hurry up!" He snapped impatiently. Jungkook glanced at the mini-mart with a disapproving look.

"I'm not going! I'm staying with my boyfriend tonight!" I snapped at him.

"YAH! I was the last person seen taking you out of the mansion! My father will kill me!" Jungkook argued, stepping out of his car and slammed the car door in annoyance.

"None of my business! I said I'm not going!" I fired him a stubborn glare and grabbed Yoongi's hand tightly. I'm not going anywhere!