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Part 1

Kim Seokjin.

He thinks he is the prettiest living bitch in the whole world but damn he is so fucking right though. Which, really pissing people off.

But despite that damn sculptured-like looking face he got, he also have a pretty rotten personality. Such as;

"Wake up fuckers,"

Yup. Throwing a bucket of water onto people's face when they are sleeping.

Yoongi eyes shot opened. "What the fuck," He muttered, coughing as he sitting up. Tae who was sleeping soundly beside him just a moment ago also was shaken from his peaceful sleep.

Taehyung and Yoongi were coughing, as Yoongi shot a glare towards Jin. Jin was standing beside the bedside, hands on his hips sassily.

"Morning, dumfuck." Jin said, smirking at Yoongi.

Damn this boi also got a pretty nasty choice of words.

"Bitch," Yoongi hissed under his breath, throwing the blanket off him and jumped down the bed.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR JIN HYUNG?!" Tae finally got hold of reality as he also jumped off the wet bed, standing in front of Jin head to head. Jin slapped his butt, hard. Which was pretty questionable but nah that was just a way for him to show affection.

"Shut up, Bakatae," Jin said, turning around and stopping at the bedroom door. "I let both of you stay the night, even made breakfast for you damn fuckers. Be thankful I even tried waking you up." 

"Ugh." Tae groaned. Running his hands through his hair in frustration.

"Well, thanks a lot you dumb princess," Yoongi spit, taking off his wet shirt and threw it onto the floor. Seeing him, Tae also did the same, copying Yoongi.

"Most welcome," Jin said before disappearing to the hallway after dramatically blowing a kiss to the both of them.

Yoongi settled down on the edge of the bed, his head was hanging low. Tae eyed him fondly, as he took the empty spot beside Yoongi.

"You okay, hyung?" Tae asked, placing a comforting hand over Yoongi's bare, pale shoulder.

"Better than last night," Yoongi said, shrugging. "I guess."

His mind wandering back to the incident last night and he could feel anger started to build up in him.

How could he?

How dare he?

I don't give a shit

I don't give a fuck

But why fuck why-

"Hyung, stop," Tae snapped Yoongi out of his thoughts as he sensed that Yoongi's body was starting to tremble so hard.

Tae sighed, carefully wrapping his arms around Yoongi in a comforting way. Since last night, Tae was the one who stayed with him when he was broken down hard.

Since last night, Tae was the one who stayed with him when he wanted to get drunk and forget everything.

Since last night, Tae was the one who brought drunk Yoongi back to Jin's because he had no idea where else to go.

And since last night, Tae had been holding Yoongi tight in his arms, just to comfort him from his broken heart.

"Tae.." Yoongi whispered. He buried his face into Tae's arm around his neck.

"Thanks." He muttered lowly.

Tae tightened his arm around Yoongi. "Most welcome,"

Well, when talking about getting their heart broken, Tae was probably a master when it comes to that.

Who would have thought they would have witnessed Yoongi's lover, Jimin, was actually cheating on him behind his back.