"F-fuck!" I cry out. Jungkook and Yoongi both snap their head in my direction while Jin's face turns different shades of red and purple and blue. Namjoon slowly turns to look at me and Jin bursts. 

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!?" He cries. 

"Jin no wait just-just calm down!" I say as I look back down at the screen. 

"What is it?" Jungkook asks his tone a couple octaves higher than usual. 

"I- Look." I thrust my phone towards him and his eyes widen. 

"YOU WHAT?!" He shouts. I wince. 

"I didn- Well I did but-" 

"BUT WHAT?!"

"Jungkook calm down ok, I'll fix this I promise!" 

"Fix what? What's going on?" Namjoon asks. Yoongi too busy glaring daggers at Jungkook to really pay attention to anything. 

"There's no reason to yell asshole." He cuts in. I shake my head. 

"I- I kind of forgot about this whole thing-" 

"How do you forget?" Jungkook growls. 

"Because we broke up! And I was upset and then I was with you and then everything with Yoongi! I was overwhelmed!" 

"SO YOU FORGOT THAT YOU GOT FREAKING ENGAGED!?" Everyone freezes and their eyes find mine. I wince. 

"I-I didn't even want to say yes... Look I promise I'll fix this." 

"Why the fuck didn't you tell me!?" Yoongi growls. 

"I did you idiot! It's not my fault you never listen!" Yoongi sits back his glare turning into a look of confusion. 

"Maybe we should leave these guys go, let them talk things out." Namjoon suggests. 

"What just so he can yell at her some more?!" 

"What? No! So that they can discuss this, this is big and they're a couple so we should give them some space." 

"I'm her brother! I have every right to be here as well." 

"You'll have your chance to talk to her about it. Now let's go, Hoseok wants to get ice cream." Jin says as he drags my brother along. Yoongi just crosses his arms and lets himself be hauled off with a hard glare being pointed at the floor. I bite my lip and turn to Jungkook, tears forming in my eyes. 

"I'm sorry." I whisper as the front door closes shut. Kook shakes his head. 

"I'm not- I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have freaked out." He says. He pushes me back so my back hits the couch and crawls over me. I look up at him. 

"K-kook-"

"Shhh, just- just be quiet." He utters leaning down. His lips meet mine and I stay quiet, kissing him back reluctantly. His hands are on both sides of my head, his knee's on either side of my thighs, his lips hungrily sucking and biting at mine. He pulls away and attaches his mouth to my neck as my hands tighten in his hair. I moan softly when he nips at a certain spot at my neck and he smirks against my skin, biting down softly. I tug gently at his hair and whimper quietly. My hands drift from his hair to the hem of his shirt pulling it up and over his head as he pulls away. He smirks down at me and reattaches his mouth to mine. He runs his tongue along my bottom lip asking for entrance. I part my lips and he strokes my mouth with his tongue. I moan softly. He pulls away yet again and lifts my shirt from over my head. "I'm showing the world that your mine." He says huskily attaching his lips to my neck, sucking. I drag my nails down his back as his teeth graze the sensitive skin. 

"K-kook." I breath out. His hands find my waist and he pulls me up with him. I settle myself on his lap as his mouth continues to suck hungrily at my neck and collar bone and chest. His fingers draw down my spine soothingly as he nips at my skin. I arch my back. "Kook please!" I say breathlessly. He pulls away and looks down at me. 

"What do you want?" He asks his voice husky. I gulp and shake my head. 

"I- We shouldn't" I say as sense seems to be coming back to me. He sits back looking at me. 

"I-I'm sorry. I got kind of carried away." I shake my head and pull him back down for a kiss.

"It's ok." I mumble against his mouth. He smiles. I pull back to look at him and marvel at what I see. His lips are bruised and swollen, sweat is dripping from his forehead, his muscles contract under my hands when I run the along his flat stomach. 

"I love you." He whispers as he kisses my neck. I shiver in delight and pull him closer. 

"I love you too." He bites his lip and looks down at me. 

"Do you uh- Do you have anything to cover those?" I frown. 

"Cover what?" 

"Your hickey's. I wasn't really thinking, or rather I didn't really care, but I don't want to die..." I laugh and nod. 

"I have foundation. Or I could use a scarf. You'll be fine I promise." I kiss his nose and he smiles. 

"I mean I'm a lot stronger and faster so I'd probably be fine but I'd rather save myself the time." I grin. 

"Your ridiculous. Yoongi would kill you in your sleep." He bites his lip. 

"Ok so maybe I'd have to move, change my name, maybe dye my hair, possibly save up for plastic surgery-" 

"Oh hush!" I say as I slap his chest and he laughs, shaking beneath me. 

"Ok too much?" I shake my head. 

"Yoongi won't lay a hand on you I swear it! If I have to sit on him I will." He snorts. 

"You sitting on him would do nothing, he has the ambition and ferocity of a pitbull. If anything you'd be half broken and I'd be on my way to Nigeria." I stare at him open mouthed. 

"So you'd leave me?!" 

"It's nothing personal." He says with a smile. "It's just that one of us has to survive..." I shake my head. 

"You traitor!" 

"I'm not a traitor! Just a survivor."  I pout. 

"Whatever. They're all excuses." He laughs and kisses me softly. 

"Well I have no excuses for loving you." I snort. 

"Your so cheesy." I poke him and he chuckles. 

"Only for you love." I wrinkle my nose up. 

"Stooopppp!" 

"Stop what? Expressing my inner feelings... I can't bare to hide my true self from you! I have to let you kno-" 

"Jungkook shut the hell up!" I cry laughing. "Your so annoying."

"Only for you." I shake my head. 

"Stop!" He smirks. 

"Make me." He draws. I groan and climb off of him, shoving him playfully. 

"I hate you." He raises an eyebrow. 

"No you looove me!" I peck his cheek. 

"Keep dreaming." I grin and hop up shaking off the last jitters of our heated make out session. "I should go." I say frowning. "Yoongi is probably ready to rip off Jin's head and I really have to go talk to Jimin. I can't believe he's serious about this. I-I told him we were over... And he posted it on all his social's. I'm so- ugh! I can't stand him!" Jungkook stands slowly and grabs my hands pulling me towards him. He fits my body against his and his hands come up to cup my cheeks. 

"We'll figure this out together ok?" He pecks my lips and smiles. "I don't want you going to talk to that douchebag alone though. You need to take me or one of the guys with you. Preferably Yoongi." I snort. 

"You only want Yoongi there because you know he'd smash Jimin's face in with a two-by-four." Kook grins and kisses my cheek. 

"That is a possibility but it doesn't matter. Make sure your not with him alone. I don't trust him." I nod. 

"Ok." He smiles. 

"Promise?" I smile. 

"I promise." 

A/n

Sorry! I feel like a bum because I didn't update any of my stories yesterday! Ugggghhh I just have so much to dooo! Anyway! Thanks for reading and I hope you guys enjoyyy!