Jungkook sat on the balcony. He doesn’t remember when he started to feel this way. He remembered that everything was okay at one point in time. He figured that maybe growing up made him feel this way. His dark brown hair blew in the wind. He ran his fingers through his hair.

“Jungkook, you should come back inside. It’s cold out here,” Jin said.

Jungkook didn’t move. He looked down to see the ground below him. It was a long way down. He felt a hand placed on his shoulder. Jin was standing next to him. The elder crouched down to his current height.

“If you want to talk, we can. I’ll listen to you,” the red head said.

“I’m fine,” the younger reassured.

Jin sat beside him. He leaned down towards the younger male. Jin’s head was on his shoulder. The younger tensed up. Jin felt it, and moved away. Jungkook didn’t move away from Jin. He just sat there. He could hear the even breathes of the two of them. He looked over at Jin and saw the chill bumps on his arms.

“You should go inside,” Jungkook said.

“Are they bullying you at school?” Jin asked.

Jungkook didn’t answer him. He stayed quiet. He wasn’t going to tell Jin that the other kids had been leaving notes on his desk. He wasn’t going to tell the elder that his workbooks were thrown in the trash. He shook his head no. There was no keeping secrets when you know Jin, and Jungkook knew this very well. Eventually Jin would know the answer. Jungkook stared at the ground