yoongi, for a split second, visibly stiffened. a hollow smile made its way onto his face but his eyes were coated with a hint of fear.
"what'd you mean?"
jungkook glared at him. he furrowed his eyebrows harshly, as an overwhelming wave of betrayal hit him.
"you could've told me, hyung."
yoongi frowned. "oh yeah, 'cause i can totally tell someone i'm fucking dying." he said bitterly.
"then why'd you tell taehyung?" jungkook spat harshly, feeling annoyed.
yoongi looked at him, laughing in disbelief, "really? you have the nerve to say that to me?"
yoongi shook his head. he stood up abruptly, grabbing his things. "you're acting like a bitch right now, jungkook. call me when you get your shit together."
"wait, no, that's not what i meant." jungkook shook his hands desperately. he bit his lip, sighing angrily.
"then what the fuck did you mean to say?"
the younger stayed silent.
yoongi clicked his tongue. "yeah, that's what i thought." he picked up the small coffee cup, "i'm leaving."
the elder could only sigh as he left the dinner.
"dammit jungkook."