•Bermuda Triangle• Yoonminkook

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Jungkook's POV

I was in the kitchen eating pieces of a chocolate I had bought, when I heard my phone ringing. My first reaction was to ran inside the bedroom but soon enough I realized that the chances I had for it to be the call I was hoping for were almost null. I reluctantly took it inside my hands and I almost dropped it when I saw his name displayed in the screen.

Yoongi is calling you

I swiped right and I placed the phone next to my ear.

"Hello?" I asked and voice was shaking.

"Yeah hi" Yoongi muttered from the other end of the line.

"You called?" I asked still not able to believe it.

"Apparently I did. After all these calls and all these voicemails I could not-"

"You heard the voicemails?!" I cried in despair.

"Didn't you want me to hear them? Be honest Jungkook!" Yoongi replied calmly.

I hesitated for a bit before answering him. "Maybe I did..." I muttered and paused. "Listen Yoongi-!"

"Don't. I know".

"No I don't think you do!"

"I know what you're going to say. That you're sorry etc!" He said.

"But... actually... I never apologized" I explained and we both remained silent.

"Maybe you don't have to..." hearing these words my heart filled with hope. "You know... things aren't always going to be fixed with an apology Jungkook". But ever bit of it was teared to shreds immediately after. Additionally the way he spoke my name and not my nickname, for some hurt me even worse. Even though for four months I hated the sound of it, and i didn't want anyone to call me Kookie, especially him, now I missed it; I longed for the moment i would hear it from his mouth.

"I know" I managed to whisper. "but why did you call then?" I asked. I was fearing that he would say 'if I'm bothering you then bye' and hung up. But to my surprise he said:

"I don't know. Maybe I missed your voice".

I knew that Yoongi was mad at me... and the fact that had said something like that angered him more. All that reminded me of the conversations we had during the past four months.

-Are you okay?

-I don't know... Are you?

And we were desperately waiting for the other to say that he isn't, even though we couldn't admit it to our own selves. We couldn't admit the fact that we were feeling like shit because of our damn pride.

"Yoongi are you alright?" I asked him curious of how he would answer this time.

He exhaled and after a brief pause he answered. "I don't... know. Are you?"

"No I'm not!" I almost shouted. "I'm not" I repeated in a quieter voice. "and you aren't either."

"Since when do you go on deciding for me?" He asked and I could sense him smiling from the other end of the line.

"Since you don't voice your feelings." We both paused and no one talked for a while. "Yoongi?"

"Yes?"

"Are you going to leave from the apartment?" I asked in a shaking voice.

"I've already left Jungkook!"

"The bill is on your name!" I rushed to say.

"Then we'll change it!" He replied not even giving that a second thought.

"Are you happy?"

He laughed. "What do you think?"

"Sarcasm?" I asked and I half smiled already knowing the answer.

"No shit Sherlock!" He said and I muttered the same thing as he was speaking.

"Why did you call?" I asked again.

"Why did you?"

"I asked first! And don't say because I called. Why did you call?"

"I wanted to see whether you could change my mind" he muttered.

"Change your mind about what?" I asked him shocked.

"That maybe you aren't such a spoiled brat". He explained. "Maybe you could make me repent leaving..."

I didn't have the time to reply because Yoongi regretted what he had just said.

"Oh god what am I saying? Goodnight!" He rushed to say.

"Yoongi wait-!" But he had already hung up.

I tossed the device on the bed and fell on it too voicing my irritation. Soon after I calmed down and gave the whole conversation a second thought. Apart from the fact that i had spoken to him after a whole week of not even knowing how he was doing, he had said that maybe he was hoping I could change his mind. I got up and started walking around the apartment and ending up on the couch. I lied there wondering what could have possibly happen for Yoongi to suddenly call me back. For me it was now obvious that I wasn't over him.

Jimin was right about it. The moment his name popped up in my head i heard someone's footsteps on the stairs and the sound of Jimin's keys outside his door.

I immediately jumped up forgetting about our fight and got outside on the corridor barefoot. I immediately regretted it, feeling the cold floor against my feet. Jimin turned to look at me and for some reason we both realized that the other one knew.

"Where were you?" I asked him. Jimin didn't even seem surprise, instead he half smiled. "You were with him!" I said. "That's why he called!"

Jimin nodded and avoided my eyes. I approached him slowly and when I got near him he seemed unsure of what I was planning to do. But I opened my arms and hugged him tightly.

"Thank you!" I whispered. Jimin got out of the hug and after he unlocked his door he muttered a rushed:

"Don't mention it!" And his voice almost cracked.

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The end is kinda near.