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*SCREECHING* CIRJFIRJRJE
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUNGKOOK
HAPPY JUNGKOOK DAY
*tears tears tears*
AND WE HIT 3K ON THIS SACRED DAY I FEEL SO BLESSED RN SHUT UP
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LET'S CELEBRATE OUR GOLD
THE GOLDEN MAKNAE!!
Fr it doesn't even make sense to call him maknae anymore goddamit
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"I wouldn't think of you as the ocean, no matter how much depth you show to resemble it.
I wouldn't think of you as the flowers, no matter how much beauty you show to resemble it.
All because one held so much chaos and agony beneath, and the other withered and died every day."

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Yoonbi

Three people in this class look blank headed, that's the trick, Jimin, Jungkook and I look blank headed but no one knows just how much chaos there is under the surface.

Bells signaling the end of lunch break hit the walls of the class as soon as I am about to say something, anything to break the deadly pain and tension in the air as Jungkook and Jimin lock eyes. But this is school, it's a place to learn not sport drama.

What was I thinking asking Jungkook to tell me what happened here, and at the beginning of the day? Now I'm stuck with a storm inside me and watching Jimin's storm isn't helping.

During physics class, I look down at Jimin's fisted hands and ignore how cute they look because the atmosphere is too stuffy for this acknowledgment. He's nervous, he didn't show any anger but all the other worse stuff. Judgment was the boldest, disappointment and disbelief come right after.

He's disturbed, his thoughts are so loud I can't ignore them. I'm disturbed enough with myself but I can still hear him, his thoughts are so clear as they fill my head.

He's so confused, nonsense is running in his head as he shoots Jungkook looks that friends don't exchange. All through Jimin's phase, I'm thankful that Jungkook is only looking down at his desk. Like he knew the look Jimin would have on his face and the last thing he needs is seeing it come true.

It wasn't Jungkook's fault, I was confused at first, but this was a dangerous situation. It was a gang, criminals. Killing one guy is enough to prove they can finish off Jungkook if they knew he was there, it's not my Jungkook's fault.

Why does he blame himself, he was right. If he would've shown himself, he could've died too. I wish I was there to stop it all, to stop the living from dying and the fixed from breaking. It would've been all better with me there, a mutant there.

I would've protected my Kookie, he wouldn't be hurting so much. He doesn't need to, I take back calling him a coward. He is not. He's just human. He could've done nothing back then, it's all over anyway.

As I convince myself with Jungkook's innocence, the image of the criminals and the corpse replay over and over till it cuts through my thoughts and meets another vision so similar. The resemblance and the possibilities crowd my head, I lose to the pain caused by that and hiss to myself.

Holding my head with my hands and keeping all my pain to myself, but it's all clashing inside my head. I don't understand anything, what is happening. I let my throbbing head fall in my arms, using my same old trick to avoid the attention as the dizziness pulls me to a deep pit of black.

Nothing is wrong, just wipe it all away Yoonbi yah. I tell myself, but my voices sounded rapier, it sounded like an evil coming from deep within. You're making all the connections up. You'll sleep it off now and wake up brand new, no one will notice. You're safe, you don't need to handle it... just throw it away and leave reality for someone else to suffer it. I realize I can wipe it from my head and I unconsciously do.

I'm awakened but the comfort around me doesn't add up with what I last remember, I'm supposed to be on my desk. I feel the bed under me and the warmth around my hand, when I open my eyes I figure that I'm in the clinic and Jungkook is sitting wide alert beside me.

"Yoonbi," he jolts forward when I shuffle, letting him know that I'm awake as I sit up. I almost fall back in bed when he sits on the side and wraps his arms around me, suffocatingly.

I don't hug back, feeling the power and will missing inside me. His arms tighten though, he doesn't give up, "I-I was really worried." The caution and distress in his voice squeeze on my heart but I manage to stay unmoving.

His hand moves up to my hair and his fingers slide against my skull, I let out a breath against his neck, failing to hold my head back from sinking into the crook of his neck. "Jungkook," I mutter.

I feel wetness against my neck then hear Jungkook sniffle, I pull myself out of his embrace immediately and watch his stained face. "You don't hate me right? Not you too."

My heart shatters, shït shît shīt. What have I done, I shake my head vehemently. "Never Kookie, it's not your fault." I hold his face but he looks into my eyes like there is more to it, more to him but he keeps it in.

He looks down and holds my hand tightly, interlocking our fingers and rubbing on the back of my hand as if soothing himself and me all together. "I was terrified, the way you were looking at me... I was terrified."

I nod, holding back tears and squeezing his hand, "I'm sorry. I was just confused. But it's not your fault, you're just human." As the last words escape my mouth, everything about his demeanor flips. His soft hands grow hard between mine and the gentle look on his face changes to a sad lopsided smile. Almost ruthless.

"I'm human." He repeats and nods to himself, "I'm a coward."

I hug him this time and pat his back, "no you are not. Even Jimin will understand, you didn't do anything wrong." I feel his head shaking in my shoulder, disapproving what I say. I shush him, "it'll be okay Kookie, I'm here for you."

He nuzzles my neck, "you are." It's a half question, something is making him doubt me and himself, maybe that same thing that made his energy change. I didn't want that to happen.

"I am here for you, always." I lean closer to him, till his eyes meet mine and I plant a kiss on his cheek then look around when he eases a bit. "What happened though?"

Jungkook stares at me in disbelief, "you didn't feel any of it, did you?"

"Hence, I ask, golden head."

"Well, you slept through more than three classes." Jungkook starts and I hold back my laugh, imagining Suga losing his sleeping-record once more, "Jimin, Suga, and some of your other friends were suspecting something. I did too, but I heard RyungNa saying that you must be asleep."

"Why didn't you listen to her-"

"We did, but the ethics teacher had other plans. She thought it's so 'unacceptable' to sleep through ethics so she set off to wake you up. Calling your name over and over..." Jungkook's voice fades away as I witness the scene in his eyes.

"Lee Yoonbi," the grumpy lady calls for the sleeping student over and over, but to no avail. The class is quiet, watching the scene. Little does anyone know, Yoonbi is not just sleeping.

Jimin taps her thigh, shakes her shoulder but she doesn't move, "Lee Yoonbi!" It's only when the teacher shouts so loud that Jimin gains the guts to give Yoonbi a strong shove against the arm.

Ouch.

Yoonbi topples off her seat after the push, and falls to the other side, slamming her body against the hard floor and laying there unconscious for the people to see.

Ouch!

She's busted.

"Yoonbi!" People shout and gasp, Jungkook is the first to take her in his arm and out of the class as the teacher shushes the rest and keep them inside.

My eyes focus back on reality and I search my head for the reason I fainted earlier, what was it again? I forgot. I purse my lips, trying to remember but Jungkook goes on, "I took you here and you woke up half an hour later, does anywhere hurt?"

"I'm not eager to find out." I refuse to acknowledge my possible bruises, "oh by the way--" I bite down on my tongue. What am I thinking! Was I just going to ask; oh by the way Kookie, if you want Jimin to forget all what he heard you say I can wipe it out of his memory with my psychic powers.

Just wow. "What is it?" Jungkook asks. I shake my head and change the topic subtlety.

"How is everything with Jimin?"

With a saddened sigh, Jungkook replies, "we didn't talk yet."

"Can I ask you something before they finish class and come though?"

"You just did."

"Whatever," I retort, "I still don't get it, why Jimin precisely that you're too worried about?" I question.

Jungkook's Adam's apple bobs up and down, and he scratches his neck, he gets nervous and mumbles, "huh?"

Voices come from outside and the rest flood into the room, first thing I receive is a smack from RyungNa when she sees me awake. She scolds, "what's wrong with you! Your behavior is so 'unacceptable' Yoonbi." She quotes the ethics teacher.

"Too much drama from me, right?" I grimace to her.

Leave his problems alone, Yoonbi. You don't need to think about it, forget it. Let him take care of himself, you don't need to get hurt too. It's the easier way.

Jungkook's secrets are thrown for oblivion to take care of them.

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After classes rush to an end, my small stunt -maybe not too small- fades and students move into the next gossip topic, something other than Lee Yoonbi being -I scowl- possibly pregnant. Who even came up with the idea? I ask RyungNa as we pack our stuff from our desks.

Drum drum drum, guess sweet pie.

Just tell me. I retort.

Lim RaeHee. The bįtch passing by. RyungNa says that as soon as RaeHee passes and slips out of the class. I laugh out loud as I zip up my bag, she laughs too and the few students left eye us like we're crazy.

"You two should stop that, people would think you are crazy." Suga stands beside me, eyeing RyungNa as she takes her bag and comes to us. And for a moment, I wonder if his power can let him hear our convos, or if he's just that sharp.

"Literally speaking, we are," I say and notice the frown on RyungNa's face, I wink at her but she shakes her head. Is it because I'm brilliant that being crazy doesn't bother me? Or is it that I'm really crazy? I ask her, and she shrugs me off in reply.

"You two are impossible." Suga shakes his head and waves Jungkook and Jimin off, who are both rooted in their seats. We wave at him although he just narrows his eyes at us and does an I-see-you gesture.

I giggle and pretend to take RyungNa's hand, pulling her out of class. Before she can start saying anything, I kneel beside the doorframe and pull her down with me. I need to hear them, it's just caring for their friendship. Definitely not eavesdropping.

"What are we doing?" RyungNa asks but I hush her immediately, feeling her crouching beside me with zero view of the two boys in the class. What are we doing! She shouts in my head.

Making sure Jimin and Jungkook stay on good terms. I reply.

I zone RyungNa out for the rest of the moment, making my senses zoom to get a first-row seat view of their confrontation with help from my powers. It's beginning. I note, excited and hopeful that everything goes well.

"Jimin--"

"I don't understand anything, Jungkook." Jimin cuts Jungkook off, turning on his seat like the latter did as they exchange speech one seat away from each other.

"Let me explain." Jungkook's voice is shaking so as his hands, I still don't know what's so scary about Jimin knowing. I mean it won't really make a difference if it was anyone else from the boys, right?

I wait for Jimin to interrupt Jungkook again, expecting the same old 'misunderstanding' drama in which Jimin won't let Jungkook say anything. Jimin stays quiet though, eyeing Jungkook so intensely and waiting for him to explain.

Jimin is honestly the sweetest. I say in my head, forgetting that RyungNa can hear me till she nudges me and I gesture a sorry with a hand reaching to her to pat her knee. You man, your man alright.

"I was foolish. I didn't know what to do, I'm so sorry." Jungkook looks at his feet, I watch Jimin get up and push his hair to the back of his head in exasperation.

"It's not me you should be sorry for, Jungkook. You watched him die, you say? You didn't even--" it's at that moment that I see the realization pass through Jimin's eyes. Yes yes, you got it Jiminie, he couldn't do anything anyway.

Jungkook stands up and walks to Jimin so they're less than a foot apart, "I know I was a coward. It ruined me, I couldn't live with myself till my brother forced my parents to move us here. I don't want to live the torture all over again."

My breath hitches when Jimin takes Jungkook's hand and traces the back of it with his palm, the former looks up at the latter's guilty face and strokes his cheek. My heart leaps when Jimin hugs Jungkook and pats him in comfort, "I get it, I get it."

Jungkook's stiff form softens in Jimin's hold and he hugs the smaller guy back as if saving something that may fall from him really soon. I watch them hug and the friendship touches my heart, a low squeak from beside me ruins my moment though.

"Oh my god. It's Jikook. I can't." RyungNa dies beside me. Although she's being more emotional than necessary, I can only agree too much.

Jikook break the heart-throbbing hug as Jimin eyes Jungkook for a while, "when were you going to tell me that Yoonbi and you are together?"

"When you tell me that RyungNa accepted you." Jungkook retorts, a small smile breaking the tension. 

"But I already told you." Jimin swats Jungkook's biceps, laughing his precious laugh.

"Yeah, that was for the hèck of a comeback." Jungkook smiles widely now and RyungNa shrieks just too loud at the developing Jikook scene.

Both boys turn to the door, and right before I'm convinced we are busted, RyungNa and I use our speeds to dash out of the school, quite literally.

"What the hełl just happened? I'm not over Jikook, and who did Jungkook watch die?" Ryung asks me. God. It's a long story. I sigh tiredly, not really thrilled about letting her know all about it.

Do you realize that I can still hear you? RyungNa eyes me sharply when I turn back to her in shock.

"Alright alright!" I give in.

// @ this chapter's quote,
he's ocean and flowers.
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a small disclaimer that I'm not lost, there is stuff to happen and I have a fair idea of how I will put them. You're in good hands.
I can safely admit that you're all barely done with the first half of this plot.
(I said plot not book, note.)
You don't realize half of every character, they all have much much much much more to them.

With wishes for more Love and Safety, Kaye💜