𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 || 𝐉.𝐉𝐊 ✓

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Coming to the floor, I spread out my blanket, ready to sleep, but Yoongi stops me.

"No, none of that. Get up here," he motions, patting the couch he's laying on. "There's enough room on here for the two of us." He admits, and although I normally wouldn't take up an offer like this, I know he's distressed about something. I take the blanket and lay down on the couch with him while wrapping the blanket around me.

Although I meant to find some dry clothes, his thick blanket and mine separate our unclothed bodies, but my body soon warms up from feeling the heat radiating off of his body. That makes me feel better, knowing he's warmed up so much.

Right as I'm falling asleep, I feel his arm wrap around my waist, holding me securely, but ignoring the action, I fall asleep, feeling his warm breath brush against the back of my neck.

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When the sun shines in through the small room, it's already afternoon by the looks of it. I haven't slept so well in years it felt like. A part of me doesn't want to get up, especially from the warmth I would lose if I do.

However, the sudden jolt of the door opening makes not only me but Yoongi jump, too.

Jimin walks in with a bright smile on his face, only to drop it when we sit up, and he sees we're unclothed. "O-h, well, I-I should... uhh..." then he slams the door behind him.

"What's his problem?" Yoongi remarks, the same annoying tone he usually has every day.

He lays back down, while I still sit up. "Are you feeling better?" I ask.

"I'm fine, just tired is all. Had a rough night," he explains, keeping his eyes closed but speaking. I smile and gently pat his leg. I'm so glad he's back to how he normally is. He was scaring me last night, but I'm glad he's back to his usual self.

Although I still am in the dark about a lot that concerns Yoongi, I do know for a fact he would have helped me, too. We've at least got a good relationship to trust one another.

The sudden sounds of stomping takes me off guard, and soon, the door bursts open with Jungkook and Acid walking inside.

"What did you do?" Jungkook remarks hatefully, coming closer and standing over us while I find myself clinging to the blanket around my chest. "Answer me!" He shouts.

"I helped him last night because he was freezing. He stayed outside in the car for hours and wasn't acting like himself—"

"I'm not talking to you, Vee." Jungkook says, eyeing Yoongi when he hits his forehead. "Wake up, Yoongi. You're in trouble," then, without warning, Jungkook's yanking Yoongi off of the couch, and I'm standing up with the blankets still wrapped around me.

"For fucking what?" Yoongi remarks, pushing Jungkook away from him.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. Plus, you slept with a new member before her ceremony. Not only that, did you even use protection? What if she ends up pregnant? What are we going to do then?" It takes me a moment to realize he's talking about me, and when it hits me, it hits Yoongi, too.

We both shake our heads and tell him it's not what he thinks, but Jungkook doesn't listen and pulls Yoongi outside of the room and downstairs to the living area in only his underwear.