I didn't want to look at him. He punched the wall. His own damn fault. I wasn't going to put up with his 'I love you' 'I hate you' anymore. He made his choice. We weren't going to do this. So when he looked at me like I was the only thing that meant anything to him I had to just turn away. It was killing me but what was killing me more was that he was the one that made it this way.

If it were my choice, we'd be at home, probably lying on the couch watching a movie. I would curl up next to him and rest my head on his shoulder like I had done so many times before. I would probably fall asleep and not have any nightmares. That was how it was with him. No nightmares, I was happy. Not anymore. I would probably end up like him. Waking up at all hours of the night. Drinking an excessive amount of coffee just to stay awake. And he only had himself to blame. 

They all came back with coffee for both of us. That was when the noticed the gash across my cheek. 

"Jungkook, what happened to you?"
I stared directly at Taehyung and with no regret at all or hesitation i said "We got in an argument and I was pushed into the wall."

They all looked at Tae. "Taehyung, what happened?"
"None of your buissness Jimin." 

I just laughed and turned away. He knew he was lying. Hell anyone could tell he was lying. Honestly if I didn't have my reputation to worry about I probably would have told everyone what happened last night. But even I knew that would