Jungkook's Pov

Oh Yugyeom, you've gotten so close to Bambam, haven't you?

I sat in my chair and looked at the photographs courtesy of my close friends. They all kept me up to date on what was going on in Yugyeom's life. There were pictures of them walking side by side, eating breakfast at their apartment, hanging out with their friends...

And a picture of that precious time 'cleaning' up the living room.

More like he cleaned that boy up with his tongue. Tsk tsk.

"Ugh!" I shove all of the pictures away. They floated in the air, mocking me of the current situation.

"Yugyeom, just you wait..." I ball my fist up and bang them on the table. "Just you wait till Namjoon comes here." I chuckled evilly to myself.

Namjoon... How could I forget my loyal friend? The one that made jail bearable. The one that always has my back, no matter what. I couldn't wait till he visits me here. I couldn't wait till we finally finish this promise together. I couldn't wait to finally get my sweet revenge. Namjoon was going to make that dream true. He makes all of my dreams come true, unlike Yugyeom.

"I'm going to crush him up," Is what he would say. "I will end him just like he ended your life." And he would laugh with me.

I have the whole thing planned out. The only thing left is Namjoon's presence. As soon as I see those pink locks and lanky physique come within my grasp, the plan will commence.

A knock sounded from my door.

"Come in!" I ordered. I hear the door click open, footsteps walked towards my chair. I couldn't see who the intruder was, but I was pretty certain after I saw their small silhouette cast on the floor. Their tiny hands rubbed my back to my chest, engulfing my body in a back hug.

"Wow, you really did make a mess in here..." The person hummed into my ear.

"Hey, Jimin."

"You know you can call me hyung."

"Yeah, but the funny thing is, I don't really want to."

Jimin sighed at me. He backed away and put his hands into his pockets. I turn my chair to look at him properly. His head tilted to the side.

"You know, you would have been a cuter if you respected me..." I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Yeah, and you would have been more respectable if you were taller, but look where we are."

Jimin gave me an irritated laugh. He folded his arms across his chest. We both glared at each other before Jimin decided to back down and approach softer.

"Kookie," Was the nickname he gave me. "Why are you still so angry? You are finally out of jail, you are back with us, and you have a chance to start your life over. Why do you continue to do these bad things?"

The question made my hands balls up to fist on my sides. My eyes were hidden beneath my hair.

"Because he is the reason I had to go through them in the first place!" I snatched a picture of Yugyeom from the floor and threw it at his face. "And he just left me to waste like it was nothing! Would you ever leave him alone, after all you've d-done-" I started to choke up with the tears I've held back for so long.

"Jungkookie..."

"A-After you gave your all t-to that person, after you sacrificed your time to c-care, p-provide, and p-protect him, and you still don't feel like you're e-enough because he d-disposed of you and t-treats you like t-trash! And to put the cherry on top, you see him l-l-l-" I cover my face in pain. The tears were getting stronger. "Love someone else?"

Jimin came closer to me. He tried to put his arms around me, but I fought them away. He pushed and pushed, but kept pushing him away. I sniffle.

"You don't understand how that feels!" I yell at him.

His arms win and cages my upper torso. My arms laid limp to my side and my shoulders slumped in defeat. My red eyes looked up to his small ones. He looked at me sympathetically.

"But, Jungkook..." Jimin takes his hand and directed it to my chin, moving my face to look at him. "I do know how that feels."

We stared at each other silently. He gave me a soft smile as I looked at him blankly. I snap my head away from his grasp before anything could happen.

"Doesn't matter." I wipe my face with my sleeve. "I worked so hard on getting stronger and sticking to this plan, I can't back out now." I stood up from my chair and collected the pictures. They all smiled at me teasingly. I gritted my teeth.

With all pictures in my grip, I turned to look at Jimin who still looked at me with caution. "Hurry up and find Namjoon. I want to end this once and for all."

Jimin looked into my eyes. "Yeah, boss..."

I shove past him. My feet dragged me into the storage room. The door forcefully shuts behind me. It was a small room full of boxes, shelves, and cabinets that were filled with papers, pictures, and all kinds of secret information. I went to the filing cabinets and shove the pictures in their assigned places, slamming it close. My back hits the wall.

My force shakes up the cabinet enough to let one picture slip. Oddly enough, it wasn't from its inside, but from the crack between it and the wall. It was an old photograph. It flew in the air and slid to the floor. I take a good look at it.

It was a picture of Yugyeom and I. He smiled ecstatically as I held onto his waist and pulled him in to kiss his cheek. The night sky dotted with stars shone magnificently in the background despite the contrast of the bright camera flash...

"My Yugyeomie..." I whisper. My eyes water up again.

"Why-y?" I get all choked up.

I drop to my knees. My hand shakes as it comes closer to the picture. It grabs it and brings it closer to my arms so they can hug it against my chest. My jaw clenches to strangle the painful moans that spoke from the heart. The salty tears burn a path down my cheeks. I tried to sob quietly to myself, careful that no one hears me through the closed door. My body trembled on the floor in in the storage room, and the dingy light bulb that flickers on the ceiling is the only light that helps me see with my blurry vision.

Oh Yugyeom, if only you knew how much you've damaged me...

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Quick chap for the tough kookie