"jungkook..?"
the older pressed his hands on the wall, feeling it to come near jungkook.
he knew jungkook was throwing up.
"y-yes, hyung?"
"are you alright?"
it was a silence. jungkook didn't respond, and he was tearing up. he didn't want to lie, but he had to.
"i am, don't worry."
little did yoongi know that there was blood on the sink.
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