~Eleven~

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Jungkook scoffs and walks in a circle with his hands on his hips. "You're right about her deserving more. Do you have any clue what she's went through? Hell Jimin, that's what! She's still going through it!" Jimin swallows the lump in his throat but stays quiet as Jungkook continues to pace. "She's not even Y/n anymore! I can't understand how a one year relationship can fuck someone up so bad, but it did! You know what I even tried to do?" Jimin shakes his head. "I started fucking her again to try to help her forget you." Jimin's eyes grow wide and he feels like a truck hit him. "Don't try to get all hurt and mad at me when you've been fucking god knows how many different people. I love her, you know that. It's no secret. And I'd marry her today if she wanted to." Jimin feels his chin quiver and he feels like he wants to throw up. "You're in love with her?" Jungkook laughs and glares at him again, happy that what he said upset him this much. "No, I'm not IN love with her. I love her. She's my best friend. Someone I'd do anything for. I could be happy with her for the rest of my life easily though because YOU know how amazing she is. But no, I'm not in love with her. And she's not in love with me. The sex ended pretty quick again, months ago. I could see the guilt she felt after fucking me because she still was in love with you. I knew she was using me to try and forget you and I let her because I thought it would work. But it didn't." Jimin stood, angry. But he knew better. He knew that hearing this is what he deserved. Jungkook chuckles and then says, "she even fucking yelled your name a couple times when I made her cum. What a fucking blow to the ego. But I let it slide and didn't even act like she said it because I know it's not her fault." Jimin turned and threw up into the street, the mixture of alcohol and hearing about him making Y/n cum was too much. Jungkook came up behind him and through gritted teeth taunted, "why are you sick Chim? Because of hearing about what you've done to her or hearing about how much I made her cum when I fucked her?" Jimin turns and glares at Jungkook. "Stop it! I know what you're trying to do" he grits out to him. Jungkook laughs, not even remotely scared of the smaller man. "You know me well Chim. We were best friends for ten years. Does it hurt?" Jungkook steps closer to a seething Jimin. "Does it hurt to hear someone else made her cum and scream and fucked that tight pussy of hers?" "STOP IT!!" Jimin screams. Jungkook steps back, laughing, confidently tucking his hands in his pockets and says, "now take that hurt and ache your feeling right now by just the tiny bit I said, not giving you one detail.....and add about a million to it because Y/n actually WATCHED you fuck another woman." Jimin's eyes went wide. Jungkook steps up to him again and smirks. "Fuck you Jimin" and he turns and walks back into the club.

Jimin sits on the curb and lets his mind race. First, visions of her and Jungkook fucking enters his mind. He's heard both of them having sex so it's easy to put it all together. He starts to pant. He can see Jungkook on top of her, her clawing down his back and that face she makes when she's cumming. He grabs his hair and screams. Then his mind shifts to what she saw that day. What was real and in front of her. What he'd done. He jumps up and starts running. His lungs feel like they'll cease up any moment but he doesn't stop. He runs until he finds himself in front of her house. He knows Jungkook is still at the club so this is his only chance to get it all out, once and for all. Once he's collected himself he steps up and knocks. He hears feet shuffling after a moment and then she comes into view once the door pulls back. He's taken aback at her beauty. She's wearing a pair of pink pajama shorts and a tank top, hair tied up in a messy bun, bare faced....she's stunning. He quickly sees the shocked look on her face, immediately followed with panic. "What are you doing here Jimin?" She asks anxiously. He nods and says, "I'm not here to start trouble. I just.....I mean....<sigh>.....I want to explain everything to you. I need to. Then I promise I'll never bother you again. I think we both need to hear this." She narrows her eyes and looks at him skeptically. "We can sit out here on the porch if you'd feel more comfortable that way." She stands still for a moment and just when he thinks she'll not hear him out she steps out and shuts the door.

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