💀

A loud thud sounds from the other side of Yoongi's bedroom wall, followed by some shuffling and scraping which Yoongi could only identify as someone being choked. And not in the good way.

The male let's out a groan, chucking a pillow roughly at the door, hopefully telling whoever was dying to shut the fuck up and let him sleep. When there was no more shuffling, Yoongi let's his head fall heavily back onto his pillow, his trusty pillow that's he's had for years.

A content sigh passes through his lips as the darkness of sleep began to take over his mind once again, and he willingly gives in, his body curled into a ball with blankets all around him. Heaven.

But all good things must come to an end, apparently, because just as Yoongi was about to enter another blissful sleep, a much louder thud crashes into the wall, and within seconds, the mint haired male is throwing his blankets off.

The moment Yoongi swings his legs over, his foot gets wrapped in one of his many blankets, sending him crashing to the floor.

"Fuck!" Yoongi seethes, his vision turning red as he rubbed at his elbow that he caught himself with. "This fucking piece of fucking shit I swear to god if it's Hoseok he's gonna have a bad fucking time-"

Yoongi got off the floor, cursing as fast as he could rap Cypher two, and speed-walked to his door, unlocking it and throwing it open, letting it crash into the wall.

"What the-" When he looks to the left, he sees Jeongguk and Taehyung...kissing? What?

"What the fuck." He says loudly, breathing heavily while his rage is over-taken by pure confusion. The two youngest members stop what they're doing instantly and look to him with wide-eyes.

Well shit.

"Y-Yoongi...h-h-hyung..." Jeongguk stutters, his voice barely coming out louder than a whisper. His throat has gone completely dry, and his face has drained of all color under Yoongi's intense gaze.

Taehyung on the other hand, looked to blissed out to be able to form coherent sentences, his hands clenching tightly in Jeongguk's hoodie and his eyes searching Yoongi's face desperately.

The three continue to stare at eachother, not knowing what to do or say, to break the fragile silence. That is, until someone else does it.

"Yoongi-hyung? What was the loud-" Hoseok walks into the hallway, his bright smile falling from his face painfully slow as he stops dead in his tracks. "...bang..."

"I- listen, Hoseokie-hyung, Yoongi-hyung, I-I can explain!" Jeongguk says frantically, his voice shaky and high while he pulls away from Taehyung, who's looking to Yoongi still with pleading eyes.

Yoongi's expression is unreadable.

"...You two, are gay?" Hoseok mumbles, pointing between the two slowly.

Jeongguk felt like his world was shattering into millions of tiny pieces. He didn't know what to do to fix the situation. They were caught. He was caught. He felt tears stinging in his eyes, threatening to spill out.

The ravenette walked over to Yoongi, who was still staring at them blankly. "Hyung-" He reached his hand out, only to have it slapped away.

Jeongguk retracts his hand quickly, holding it in his other hand with a scared expression as Yoongi's mask broke.

"All of you, the living room. Now." He growled, turning his back and starting to walk towards Namjoon's room.

"H-hyung, w-wait-"

"I said now Jeongguk!" The mint haired male snaps, making Jeongguk gulp in fear. He's never seen Yoongi this mad, or disgusted.

When he turns back, Hoseok is gone, but Jimin is there, stroking Taehyung's shoulder comfortingly. When the blonde sees Jeongguk, he leaves Taehyung and rushes over, capturing him into a hug.

Jeongguk hadn't realized he was shaking until then, but now it felt like he was unraveling in the smaller male's arms.

"Jeonggukie, calm down, it's all going to be okay, c'mon, let's go to the living room." Jimin assured softly, guiding him down the hall while gently grasping Taehyung's arm, who moved to the other side of Jeongguk and held his hand.

When the trio reached the living room, Seokjin and Hoseok were already there, seated on one of the couches together and not saying a word. They didn't make eye-contact with either Jeongguk or Taehyung, making Jeongguk feel worse.

Taehyung leads Jeongguk to the opposite couch and seats then both down, leaving no space between them and not releasing the younger's hand, which Jeongguk was thankful for. Jimin sits next to Jeongguk with his knees pulled into his chest, which he does when he's anxious to comfort himself.

Jeongguk steals a glance at everyone who's in the room. Seokjin looks a bit uncomfortable, as he's staring a hole into the floor and chewing on his bottom lip. Hoseok's usual happy demeanor is gone, replaced with a withdrawn persona while he fiddles with his fingers.

Jimin notices Jeongguk's gaze, and smiles assuringly, patting his shoulder softly, but that doesn't stop Jeongguk from noticing how scared Jimin looks.

Finally, Jeongguk looks towards Taehyung. Taehyung has a completely different aura surrounding him, his previous expression of desperation completely gone and replaced with a hard look. His jaw was clenched tight, and his eyes were fixated to a spot on the wall next to the t.v. where they five were previously having a blast.

But despite his stone-cold demeanor, Taehyung still had Jeongguk's hand intertwined with his own, rubbing soothing circles on the back with his thumb. The gesture would've made the younger feel giddy in different circumstances, but at the moment it was the only thing keeping the ravenette from breaking down.

Suddenly, there was a loud close of a door, followed by socked-footsteps coming down the hallway. A sleepy looking Namjoon made his way to the living room accompanied by an angry Yoongi.

Taehyung's grip on Jeongguk's hand tightens.

The remaining members watched the two take their seats with wide-eyes, Yoongi in the singular chair, and Namjoon on the other side of Hoseok. Jeongguk looked to Yoongi to see the older already glaring at him with the same expression.

Another lump formed in Jeongguk's throat that wouldn't go away, and he forced himself to stare at the ground instead of the heated gaze of Yoongi.

The seven sat in silence for an excruciatingly long time, and it was eating Jeongguk from the inside. He felt sad, he felt wrong, he felt guilty, he felt like he needed to say something, anything.

"I...I'm s-sorry." Jeongguk murmured, his voice cracking. God, this was so bad, so-so bad.

"What? Ggukie, we can't hear you," Jimin said, reaching out and putting his hand on Jeongguk's shoulder once again.

"I s-said m'sorry," Jeongguk said, refusing to make eye-contact with anyone. He tightens his grasp on Taehyung's hand, and he can feel the older's gaze on his face.

"Sorry, for what, Jeongguk?" Seokjin asked, finally looking to the maknae's crestfallen face. In all the years they had been together, he had never seen Jeongguk so sad, so defeated.

"S-sorry...f-for disappointing e-everyone, I-I d-d-didn't mean t-to..." Jeongguk says with a struggle. Hot tears were beginning to slide down his cheeks, and his throat felt tight, making it hard to talk.

"Well, we are disappointed, Jeongguk, I won't lie." Namjoon finally spoke, leaning back against the couch he was sitting on.

That's what did it for Jeongguk, hearing them confirm that they were disappointed in him, broke his heart. A choked cry escaped his throat, and more tears flooded from his eyes.

"I-I-I'm sorry, I d-didn't mean t-t-to think t-this way, I-I j-just-"

"Jeongguk,"

"I-I didn't w-want to f-fall in love w-with my best f-friend- i-it wasn't intentional!"

"Jeongguk."

"I-I d-don't want t-t-to uh-upset y-you guys-"

"Jeongguk."

"I-I-I c-can just l-leave-"

"Jeon fucking Jeongguk!"

Yoongi got up and walked towards the crying ravenette, who stopped talking out of fear of making things worse. Yoongi crouched down in front of the younger, staring him straight in the eyes.

"Jeongguk, we are disappointed," He says, making more tears spill down Jeongguk's cheeks.

"Yoongi," Jimin began, his voice deep in a warning, but stopped when Yoongi sent him a glare saying, 'shut up'.

"We're not disappointed because you're gay, or bi, or whatever the fuck you are," Yoongi started, gesturing with his hands. "We're disappointed because you never told us."

Jeongguk hiccuped, wiping at his eyes with his sleeve. "What?"

"We're brothers, right? We tell eachother everything, why not this?" Yoongi explains, shifting from his crouch so that he now sat on the floor in front of the male.

"W-wait...s-so you're n-not disgusted w-with me? Or T-Tae? Or t-that w-we're t-together?" Jeongguk couldn't wrap his head around it, he was confused.

"Jeongguk, are you fucking dumb? No, we don't care that you and Taehyung are fucking." Yoongi says bluntly, causing Seokjin to release a choked cry.

"We love you, Ggukie. You two are our family, nothing will change that." Namjoon says, a small smile on his lips.

"Besides, I think Hoseok is gay too." Yoongi says, a smirk playing on his features as the red-head shrieks in protest. A smile finally cracks on Jeongguk's lips at everyone acting normally.

Maybe it will be okay.

"Wait."

Taehyung's deep voice cuts through the room, drawing everyone's attention. "If you don't care that Jeongguk and I are together, then why did you completely lose your shit earlier?"

Yoongi sighs, resting on his palms. "You two were making a lot of noise in the hall and it woke me up. You two should be happy you're still breathing."

Despite everything that's happened, Jeongguk begins giggling, and soon, everyone is giggling, for no reason whatsoever, like those really pure moments you have with your friends and none of you can stop, yeah, that's what's happening.

Taehyung squeezes Jeongguk's hand tightly, his laughter making his eyes close shut, and somehow Jeongguk knows that everything is in fact, going to be okay, that he didn't lose his brothers, and the man he's so utterly in love with, loves him back, and it's amazing.

"O-okay," Hoseok says, trying to contain his laughter, "so, now that you two are, together, how did that even happen?"

"That's a very good question." Seokjin chimes in, with Namjoon nodding in agreement.

Taehyung looks over at Jeongguk and smirks, nudging his side with an elbow, making the younger scowl. Reluctantly, Jeongguk explains that he's liked Taehyung for a long time, and eventually the older found out, and the two confessed to each other.

"Aww, that's so cute!" Hoseok squealed, leaning over Seokjin in the process who just accepted it.

"And Tae, what about you? I really didn't expect you to be gay." Namjoon questioned, quirking an eyebrow.

Taehyung shrugged, leaning his head on Jeongguk's shoulder. "I don't have an interest in other guys, it's just Ggukie that I'm in love with." He explained, giving Jeongguk a exaggerated wink.

Everyone erupted in a chorus of "aww's" while Jeongguk blushed intensely, trying his hardest to hide away inside his hoodie.

"Wait. I have a serious question." Yoongi stated, squinting his eyes at the two. "What happened that day that Jeongguk ran out of the practice room?"

Jimin made a choking noise and began coughing profusely, which gave them away almost instantly, the blush on their faces probably didn't help either.

"Ew! Disgusting!" Hoseok shrieked, again, and picked up one of the pillows placed on the couch, chucking it the two youngest members with all his might. It hit Jeongguk square in the face, and before he could complain, they were being bombarded with the remaining pillows.

"What the fuck, two against five!? That's not fair!" Taehyung whined, gripping Jeongguk's hand tightly and pulling him behind the couch quickly.

Jeongguk laughed as he collected fallen pillows in his hands while Taehyung looked over the couch to see the rest of BTS behind the opposite couch.

"C'mon you cowards!" They heard Seokjin call, and Taehyung looked over to Jeongguk, a wide grin spread on his lips, and he mouths 'I love you'.

Jeongguk smiles back twice as wide, mouthing back 'I love you, too', before they begin their pillow attack.

💞