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"yeah, i swear! he literally called me kitten."

"and i couldn't even get hye-jin to call me, 'babe'. so unfair."

jimin and yoongi had been hanging out almost all night. it was around four in the morning and they were parked in some random parking lot, talking and listening to music. they had been driving around and going into random places that were open for twenty-four hours. jimin had pretty much explained his whole life story, going into lots of detail about the namjoon situation, since he knew that's what yoongi was probably most interested in.

"i can't believe that, jimin. i know you really like him, but... that's not right. he's acting like a shit head."

"yeah, i guess so. i just don't know what else to do."

"you know what i think?" yoongi asked, turning towards jimin.

"what?"

"you need to tell him. you gotta sit him down and tell him how you fucking feel. tell him everything, just like how you told me. tell him how amazing you think he is, how much you care about him, how upset you are with hye-jin. if you do all that, and he's still acting like a little bitch, then move out and block his motherfucking number," yoongi paused for a moment, but continued talking,

"i'm gonna say this and i'm only gonna say it once,"

"you don't need him."

jimin stared at yoongi. it was like someone was finally telling him what he needed to hear.

jimin leaned over and hugged yoongi tightly, thanking him for his words.

"you're right. i-i'm gonna do it. i'm gonna tell him about hye-jin and about my feelings for him. i'm done with this," jimin said, proudly.

"hell yeah, you are. i could fucking drink to that."

yoongi pulled out some sort of sparkling beverages that he got at the gas station. they were very light, so jimin wasn't worried about getting sick or drunk.

"let's drink," jimin said, cracking open his can and clinking it with yoongi's.

"to a new friendship and no more fuck buddies," yoongi said, jokingly.

both of them laughed, taking a big swig of their drinks and turning up the music in the car.

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it was around twelve, the following afternoon. yoongi was finally bringing jimin home. they stayed out awhile later after having their drinks, then ended up heading back to yoongi's place and crashing on the couch.

jimin and yoongi walked into the house. jimin figured namjoon was already gone, so he didn't bother calling his name out.

"thanks for everything. last night was really fun. i needed that," jimin said leaning in for a hug.

yoongi embraced him, smiling a bit.

"i had fun, too. don't forget what we talked about, okay? it's important."

"i won't."

yoongi stepped out of the door, cutely winking at him. jimin winked back, laughing a bit.

yoongi was almost off their porch, when jimin yelled to him.

"bye, yoongi!"

yoongi laughed, waving at him and heading to his car.

jimin shut the door and immediately leaned back on it, not being able to wipe the smile from his face. it wasn't like he was crushing on the man, he just really liked him as a friend. jimin had such a fun time with him and he was so happy to find someone who really understood what he was going through.

jimin was broke from his thoughts, when he heard someone speak up.

"where the fuck were you? who was that?"

jimin looked up and saw an angry namjoon glaring at him.

"i was just out."

"who the fuck was that, jimin?"

"my friend. he's really nice and-"

"friend? the face you make when you look at him doesn't say friend to me."

"we're friends. and even if i did like him, so what? it's not like you would care anyways," jimin said, walking past him, sassily.

namjoon grabbed his arm and spun him around, pinning him to the wall.

"you are gonna stay the fuck away from that guy, you hear me?"

"no, i'm not. i can hang out with whoever i want. you're not in charge of me," jimin said, boldly.

"i think we both know," joon said, leaning in closer, "that's not true."

jimin could feel namjoon's warm breath and dominance radiating around him and he knew he couldn't resist. he was gonna get pulled in again.

namjoon was harshly kissing him, pulling on the ends of his shirt. jimin loved it, but he knew he needed to stop.

he pulled away, panting slightly.

"joon, stop,"

he kept going, leaving kisses down his abdomen.

"stop it," jimin whined, pulling at his hair.

jimin could feel joon's warm breath ghost over his clothed boner.

"namjoon, stop!" jimin yelled out, pushing him to the floor, still panting.

"woah, woah. i'm sorry- i'm sorry. what's wrong?"

"it's- it's... your girlfriend, okay? she- she's awful and she was saying all this terrible stuff to me and she's-"

"what? what the hell are you talking about? hye-jin's never been anything but nice to you."

"no, joon, you don't understand. you left and she-"

"you know what," joon said, sarcastically laughing and getting up off the floor, "i'm done. i'm so fucking done with this shit. yes, i have a fucking girlfriend, jimin. stop acting like a little bitch and get over it."

"joon, she's just using you. she's with someone else-"

"shut the fuck up!" he yelled, pausing to calm down a bit, "just leave me alone."

a single tear rolled down jimin's cheek.

"fine. i'll leave you alone," jimin said, running to his room.

jimin grabbed out a duffle bag and started frantically throwing his stuff in. he pulled out his phone and called jin. he tried his best to not sound like he was crying.

"hey. can i come over?" jimin asked, his throat burning from holding back his tears.

"sorry, chim, i'm not home right now. i'm in the next town over visiting my parents. you doing okay?"

"y-yeah," jimin said, swallowing the lump in his throat, "j-just bored."

"oh, sorry."

"don't worry about it," jimin said, quickly ending the call and letting his tears roll out.

jin was busy and it would be weird to call yoongi now after he had just left. there was only one other person that jimin could think of. even if hoseok was mad, he knew he'd always be there for him.

he called him, nervously, not sure if he would answer. he waited, hearing it ring, then go to voicemail. he headed to text him, giving it one last shot.

jiminhoseok please.i need you.

he waited a moment and didn't hear back. he began sobbing even harder, needing his friend more than anything right now.

after almost loosing hope, his phone started ringing. jimin answered immediately.

"jimin? are you okay?"

at those words, jimin completely broke down.

"i- hobi- something happened and i-i really need you." jimin was sobbing into the phone, hoseok cutting him off.

"come over."

"hobi, i'm so sorry about everything i-"

"shhhh. get your ass over here right now, okay. everything's gonna be fine."

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ya'll bby hobi's back😔💓 also sorry this chapter took so long to upload. i was super busy this week ndjsjxn