I was taken aback. "W-What..?" He leaned in. "You've been hanging out with him really often..." His smirk was more obvious now.

I rolled my eyes. "Bitch, I'm not gay." Taehyung ruffled my hair. "Sure you're not." He sat next to me. "You can tell me. I promise I won't say anything." He held out his pinkie.

"I don't really know, to be honest." Taehyung's eyes widened. I continued. "I've never had a crush on anyone before, so I don't know how it feels." "You'll just know. Trust me."

"Okay, Mister "I'm the love expert even though I don't have a girlfriend"." He got up and pouted cutely, making me smile. "You're cute when you smile. You should do it more often!" I shrugged and looked off to the side. "Yoongssssssss···" I looked at him. "What do you mean you've never had a crush?"

"No one liked me."

Taehyung looked confused. "That doesn't mean--"

I cut him off. "I was bullied." That shut him up. He sat next to me again, leaning his head on my shoulder. "I'm fine, Tae." He smiled. "You called me Tae..."

I sat there, not sure if I should lean into him or just do nothing. He started rubbing his face on my sleeve, like a cat. "What are you..."

"GUYS!!" Hoseok burst through the door, his face falling as he saw Taehyung's head on my shoulder. Why does he look so upset? Is it the position we're in? Is it...Is it me in general..? Probably.

His frown was visible for a second, then went back into a smile. This one was forced. "A-A friend of mine is throwing a party..! Do you want to come with me after you f-finish work..?" Taehyung bounced up and screamed, "yESSSSS!" I just shrugged. "Parties aren't really my thing."

"It's like a house party." I thought about it for a second. "...Fine. I'll go." Hoseok clapped happily. "But only on one condition."

"Oh no..." Taehyung said in a playful tone.

"One of you has to stick with me. If it's too much to ask, that's-" "I'll be with you!" Hoseok cut off. I was taken aback by his swift response.

Taehyung nudged him with his elbow and gave him a smirk. Hoseok laughed at him. But it was fake. Something's wrong.

And I'm going to get to the bottom of this.

- - -

I finished my shift with Taehyung. It was pretty much just fooling around and drawing at the counter. He's pretty fun.

I grabbed my backpack, adjusted my earbuds, and headed to the dance studio with Taehyung.

He ran though the door, tackling the poor boy at the counter to the ground, and pinning his arms above his head. "T-Taehyung! N-Not in front of a-" Taehyung shut him up by invading his personal bubble. By a lot. The boy looked extremely uncomfortable as they were inches away from touching lips.

After a while what seemed like Taehyung sexually harassing the boy, he got off him. Both of them fixed their hair, Taehyung smiling at me, and the other boy's face bright red. "S-Sorry about that..." I shrugged it off.

Taehyung looked at me and smiled. "This is Jimin." I have an idea. Smirking, I faced Jimin and said as sarcastic as I could, "Good Motherfucking morning."

Jimin's eyes went wide. "Ohhhh. So That's you..!" I shrugged.

"What's all this commotion?" Hoseok came from the back again, his face falling like it did earlier as he looked at Taehyung, then to me.

"wE'RE READY FOR THE PAAAARRRRTTAAAYYYYYYY!!" Taehyung yelled, dancing around. Hoseok smiled. "We can walk, it's not too far from here."

- - -

Jimin and Taehyung were in the lead, and Hoseok and I stayed quiet behind them.

"H-Hey Yoongi..?" He stuttered, making me kinda nervous. "Yeah..?" He looked at me, then in front of him, then to me again. "C-Can I...Hold your h-hand..?" My face went cherry red, not sure what to do. "W-What..?"

He looked away in embarrassment. "I-I don't know..I just--"

My instincts then took over, and gently intertwined my hand with his. He beamed.
His smile is my everything.

"Hey Yoongi..."

"Hmm..?" I looked at him. "We're friends, right?" I want to make him happy. He doesn't deserve sadness or pain. So I guess... "Yeah." His smile was brighter than the sun. "Aah, thank you Yoongi." I had this feeling in my stomach that I couldn't quite place.

- - -

"Here we are!" We stood in front of a pretty big house. I started to get really nervous. Don't have an anxiety attack. Don't have an anxiety attack. Oh, please God...

I began to scratch at my arm.

"Yoongi?" Taehyung and Jimin went ahead of us and are already in the house. I couldn't even look up at Hoseok. "Y-Yoongi....? Are you okay..?" Tears threatened to spill. "Hoseok...I'm really sorry..." You have to tell him, Yoongi. He's your...Friend. He's been doing his absolute best to help you... Hoseok looked confused. "For what..?" Tears came out like a waterfall. I can't look at him. "I've been lying...to you..."

"You've been...Lying..?" I could hear the hurt in his voice. I turned to face him.

A single tear rolled down his cheek. "Could you not trust me...?" His eyebrows furrowed. He looked really upset.

"Look, Hoseok-"

"After everything I tried to do for you...What the hell...Why the hell...Would you-"

"HOSEOK JUST LISTEN TO ME!!" That shut him up, but I feel bad. Having friends is a pain.

"I keep having to cut myself...The voice, it won't stop-" Before I was able to finish, he engulfed me in a hug. "I...I'm hurt that you didn't tell me. But..." He squeezed me tighter. "I can't believe I'm saying this..." He took a deep breath.

"I think I love you, Yoongi."

- - -

This one's shorter than my normal 1000 words chapter, but I wanted to end it like that >:3

Sorry VKook or TaeMin fans, I don't want any battles against ships I choose, so Taehyung, Jimin, and Jungkook are going to be straight. Sorry;;