Jungkook's Pov:

I finally found Sungjoon in the courtyard. "Sungjoon!" She looks back at me, frowning. "Shouldn't you be in a meeting?" She says, quietly. I sit down under the trees with her, grabbing her hand. Her eyes widen, but she doesn't pull away.

"I'm sorry about Jimin. He doesn't usually act that way, he's usually accepting towards most people. He's not usually that upfront and rude." She shrugs, looking at her feet and sighing. "I was intruding, he had every right to be annoyed with me." I shake my head, scoffing.

"Did Namjoon look annoyed with you? He's the leader. If Namjoon isn't upset that you're in the room, then you're off the hook. Jimin has no say in the matter and he usually knows that, but something's off with him. And besides, Jimin always brings his girl in so why can't I bring mine?"

Sungj.oon's Pov:

My eyes widen. "Y-You're girl?" His eyes grow big and he shakes his head frantically. "That's, That's not what I meant, I-I didn't mean, like, Y-You're mine or anything, I j-just meant-"

I chuckle, cutting him off. "I know, it's okay, you just meant your friend. You're female friend. There's no way you could feel that way about someone like me." He frowns. "It's not impossible for me to feel that way about you."

He mumbles, probably hoping I won't here. "Oh, come on, Jungkook. There are so many other girls in this school, but you choose the poor, broken, insomniac, who can barely even afford a cup of ramen." He shakes his head, sighing. "You don't understand, do you? I don't care if you're poor, or broken, or can't sleep. I may not be poor and I may sleep soundly every night, but you aren't the only broken one here." My eyes widen and I shake my head.

"No, no, of course, I'm not. I didn't mean to make any of your problems less, I'm sorry, I didn't reali-"

Jimin's Pov:

I finally find Jungkook in the courtyard. I see him talking to Sungjoon. My curiosity gets the best in me, so I move closer to get a better view.

"But you aren't the only broken one here," Jungkook mutters. Broken? What is he broken about? "No, no, of course not," already I can tell she's pitiful. Those poor girls are always little bitches. "I didn't mean to make any of your problems less, I'm sorry, I didn't reali-" I couldn't believe my eyes.

He had kissed her. He's kissing her. This gross feeling forms in the pit of my stomach. Why do I hate her so much?  I need to stop this, immediately.  "Jungkook-ah!" They pull apart, frantically. He looks over at me, wide-eyed. "What could you possibly want, Jimin?" I squint at him, wanting to smack his head. "First of all, that's Hyung to you." He scoffs and rolls his eyes. "Second of all, you aren't in this group to miss meetings and go whore around with poor little peasants."

Sungjoon's Pov:

My eyes widen and I stand up out of shock. Jungkook stands up and gets in front of me. "Don't talk about Sungjoon that way! What has gotten into you? You've never acted like this before, so what's your problem, Hyung?" His voice cracks towards the end of his sentence, his voice getting softer. Jimin's face softens and he looks at the ground. "Damn, Jungkook, you've always been so oblivious." Even from the side of Jungkook's face, his frown is evident. 

"Oblivious? What could I possibly be oblivious about?" Jimin sighs, frustration clouding his eyes. "I like you, Jungkook! Okay?! I like you, in fact, I think I'm in love with you, okay? Is that what you wanted to hear?" Jimin's eyes glaze over and my heart breaks a little. "J-Jimin?" He glares at me. "Don't you dare talk to me. Just, don't." He backs up, tears streaming down his face. He turns around and runs back to the school. 

Jungkook sits on the bench, putting his head in his hands. I sit next to him, cautiously placing my hand on his shoulder. "J-Jungkook?" He starts shaking his head but looks up at me. "He must be joking, right? I mean, I had no idea, I didn't know he was, gay. He's always going out with girls, hell one time he even brought a girl to one of our meetings!" I shrug. "Did they ever do anything that couples would do?" He stares off into space, thinking for a second, but then sighing and shaking his head. "No, no they never did. The most they'd do was whisper and laugh. Aish! Jungkook, you pabo." 

I take a deep breath, preparing myself to ask my next question. "Do y-you, share, his feelings?" He immediately shakes his head. "No, no, I don't, but I feel bad. If only I'd known. It must have hurt him so badly to have those feelings for me." I sigh, both relieved and tired. "You should talk this through with him. Like you said, it probably hurt to keep these things in and I think it would great for you to understand him and his feelings more. It would be a boost for your friendship. I would love to be on good terms with him, but I can't so you have to be on good terms with him for me." That earns me a chuckle. 

He pulls me into a hug and kisses my forehead lightly. "I'll go talk to him." I nod, smiling. "Good."

"But," I frown. "But?"

"When I get this all sorted out, we have to talk about what happened before Jimin showed up." I think back to the kiss, feeling a heat tickle my cheeks as soon as the memory pops into my head.  I nod, looking down. "O-Okay."

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OoOoOoOoOoOoO WHAT? 

This is all very necessary, as a bisexual female, I've definitely fallen for my friends before and if they knew how I'd want them to take it, ie- Jungkook, that would've been helpful for me. 

I just saw something that made me sad, so I'm not up for writing any more in this authors note, so I apologize, I had more to say, but I'm not up for it anymore...

I love you~ <3