IRL | JINKOOK ✅

chapter thirty six

jungkook pov ~

i entered school in the morning with a confident mood. i don't know why actually, i just felt like i could take on anybody if i wanted to. so that's what i was going to do. i had to teach hoseok a lesson.

i approached him standing in his locker in the hallway. i kicked his leg to get his attention.

"watch where the fuck your foot goes, bruh!" hoseok screamed, glaring at me and slamming his locker.

"whoops." i mumbled.

"what the hell do you want dude? im so sick of you and your little friends thinking you can come up to me and try to be superior!" hoseok complained.

"oh my gosh, story of my life! don't be a hypocrite, hoseok." i fired back. unbelievably hypocritical of him to say that, my gosh.

"im not being a hypocrite, now you can shut the fuck up and get to your class." hoseok growled at me. i just ignored his tone of voice and answered him politely.

"class starts in ten minutes, i have plenty of time to stick around...!"

he gave me the most evil look ever, like he was going to kill me. i smiled at him just to make him angry as i started to walk away. i headed down to my locker, but heard a yelp on my way there.

i looked back behind me to see hoseok taking his anger out on....jimin? oh shit.

i ran back over to him and pulled jimin up from the ground. he had been shoved just because hoseok is salty this morning. once jimin was up on his feet, i let him go to where he needed and i stayed by hoseok.

"what the fuck hoseok? really?"

"really." he answered with a straight face.

"hoseok, i really think you should stop...listen. i know what you're going through, ok?" i reasoned.

"going through? what the heck? im not 'going through' shit!" he spat.

"i remember during freshman year, when we used to be good friends, you were crying to me in the bathroom because of your dead uncle sehun. and how you thought you were bisexual...and these other personal things," i started.

hoseok looked around us before grabbing me arm harshly and leading me into some random empty classroom. "why are you fucking bringing my personal life up? you better have a fricken answer or shit ain't gonna go well for ya."

"im trying to help you, hoseok. you've gone through a lot of personal things in your life, just like seokjin has. are you using him to get your anger out, even though you're just as broken as he is?" i asked. hoseok's eyebrows furrowed.

"no! what are you even talking about?"

"and when you told me you thought you were bisexual...well, you also take your anger out on me and jimin and seokjin, the gay people who you know."

"so? what are you getting at here?"

"im trying to say that the people you're targeting are a hella lot like you, so you should think before you speak. that's all." i walked it if the classroom, leaving hoseok blindsided by what i had just said. was bringing up his questioning in sexuality too much? was bringing up his deceased uncle even worse? i don't know, but it can't be much worse than what he's done to seokjin, or me, or jimin, or anybody else he doesn't like.

A/N :: Just a short filler chapter, but it leads up to some Hoseok drama in the next chapter. Be alert for the next update ❤️❤️❤️