Love got me gone blind

~Jungkooks Pov~
There was dead silence until we see Jimin come out a room.

“Jungkook-ah....” He starts but trails off as soon as he looks over at Suga's direction.

His face turned from worried to pissed.

“Jimin. How is Wendy? What happened to her? Is she alright?!?! Answer me!!” Suga says, getting up from his chair and grabbing Jimin by the collar of his shirt.

“How do you think she is? Huh? And will she be any better with you here? Of course not so i suggest you leave.” Says Jimin, letting loose off of Sugas grip.

“Listen you-!” Suga was about to throw a fight with him while i was holding him back, trying my best to stop him.

“Let me go Jungkook!” Says Suga, pushing me on the floor.

God damnit. Why am I so weak. But then again, it's not like he would actually fight with Jimin so I shouldn't get all worried.

“It's ok Jungkook. Just don't let him anywhere near Wendy.” He says, purposely loud and clear in front of Suga's face.

“You little.. Where is she?! Was this all your fault?!?!” Says Suga getting a harsh grip on him once again.

By this point, everyone was staring at us. People were staring, judging, and talking amongst themselves.

“Guys.. Stop this. People... Are.. Watching us..!” I say with gritted teeth and a low voice that only they could hear.

But of course they ignored me.

They keep arguing with each other until finally, Suga throws the first punch and Jimin falls on the floor unconscious.

“J-Jimin!!” I shout, running over to him.

“Pft. He will wake up in a few minutes. Leave him alone. He's fine.”

I shake my head.

“No. Suga. I.. I don't feel his breath!”

I put two of my fingers just below his nose and I feel nothing coming out. Not even a thin layer of air coming out.

“Yeah right. Just leave him alone. Stop acting like you're his girlfriend.”

“Suga! Shut up! Go home! I don't care if you're my hyung but Jimin is too and he was right!! You only make things worse here! I don't think you being will make Wendy any better! Just go!!” I say with anger.

I was angry at him. Angry. He was being different. This wasn't the Suga I used to know. He would always get angry at us to the point he would want to kill us but he would never, never, actually fight with us.

What was his problem?

“You can't tell me what to-”

“What's going on here?” Says a soft and delicate voice.

It was Wendy.

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