1 month later - January

Jungkook POV

Counselor-nim's decided that since there's so few of us, check will changed. He'll only check on us for meals. He'll wake us up at 9, for breakfast. Call us down at noon for lunch. Lastly, he'll call us down for dinner at 6.

This leaves so much time to be with Jimin. To love and hold. To fuck- to thoroughly enjoy. No more rushing. No more leaving quickly, waiting to be checked on, then coming back. It's nice.

There was a knock at my door. I waited a moment expected counselor nim to identify himself and enter. I already knew it wasn't Jimin because they knocked. There was another knock though. Louder and quicker this time.

Yoongi.

"What?" I called.

Jimin told me how Yoongi apologized to him months ago now. He said he'd apologize to me, but there's been nothing like it.

"Jungkook, let's talk. Get up" he asserted.

I did as he said. Getting off my bed and greeting him at the door. He left it open.

"Listen, I'm sorry for what I said before." He looked insincere.

Even if he pretended to sound more genuine, it would still fall short because of his body language. He didn't even spare me a glance.

I pursed my lips and nodded.

"Alright" That's all I said.

I wont apologize back. I didn't do shit besides lift him to his feet. Jimin stopped me before I could do anything worth being sorry about.

He scoffed under his breath. Licking his bottom lip. Eyes meeting mine.

"Alright? No "it's ok" or "it's not a problem"?" He questioned.

I could laugh in his face. He called me names. He's lucky I wasn't the one to throw the punch. Although, maybe if I had done so, I wouldn't have a problem anymore.

"It is a problem though"

"Yeah, but I'm apologizing for it. The least you could do is accept it"

"I do accept it. I just wont pretend like it wasn't a problem."

He popped his neck and sighed. Taking a step closer to me. I wasn't shy about stepping back, distancing myself from him. Last time he was so close to me, I was about to crush him. I could very well do it this time if he tested me.

"Look, kid-" he paused, putting emphasis on the word "kid", "we're the final three, I think it's best we all get along. What you think?"

Jimin would want us to get along. Getting along lingered in my head for a moment. Depends on if he wants to get along as friends or by simply coexisting. The two aren't the same. I can coexist just fine. I can't be his friend.

I noticed Jimin open his door. He smiled at me initially, just before his eyes fell in Yoongi. I watched as he let his lips rest and his brows knit together. Mouthing "what's this?" To me.

I simply ignored him and made eye contact with Yoongi.

"Yeah, ok" I agreed. Not becaus I want to, but because I know Jimin would want me to. Because I know Jin would have wanted me to. "Are we done?"

Yoongi let one corner of his lip raise. Smirking like he'd just won. He turned after that and nodded to Jimin in acknowledgement.

My jealousy began to kick in instantly. I shouldn't get so annoyed by a simple nod.

I need Jin Hyung here to talk to.

Jimin walked over to me. I kept my eyes on Yoongi as he walked over to his room and shut the door.

"Did he apologize?" Jimin had his arms wrapped around my torso.

Barely.

"Mhm" I hummed.

He looked up at me. I stared down at him. Smiling softly at him. He could only return a concerned look.

"Genuinely?"

It'll only bring him down if I say no.

But would Jin have told me to be honest?

"Yeah. We're ok now" I lied.

It hurt to do so. I could imagine Jin shaking his head at me too. An image of Yoongi laughing beside him as well. As if I'd just handed Jimin right over to him.

If things are "ok" between us all, Yoongi will hang out with us. He'll hang out with Jimin. There will be times when they hang out without me. Times where I don't know what they're doing together. I trust Jimin though. At least I really want to.

What if he chooses Yoongi over me? What if he becomes close with him and realizes its him he loves. Realizes that I really am a kid. Jimin's going to leave me.

I need Jin here now. I need to call Jin tonight.

"That's great!" Jimin cheered.

He pecked my cheek before pulling away. Taking my hand and pulled me to my bed.

We laid together. Him laying in my arms. Holding me close.

So great...