Out Of My Mind (Namjoon X OC)

Out Of My Mind (Namjoon x OC)

Double Upload! Woo! Fun fact- This is a fic inspired by a situation mentioned in one of my other oneshots. I loved the idea so much that I finished this fic before the one that inspired it lol

Summary: He hated to abuse her kindness like he was, but he couldn’t bring himself to change anything. It would hurt more people to change his ways than it would to keep them. Maybe.

Bless Day6 for this song that coincidentally goes along with this story!

Words: 2,500+ Genre: angst and fluff, my specialty lol

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It wasn’t too long before Namjoon pulled up to the apartment that he knew almost better than his own. He took a deep breath as he spotted movement toward the front doors of the building. He could tell her apart from a mile away.

He turned his car off and hurried out of it before she got out of his sight. She was nearly in the building when he built up the courage to shout her name out.

“Miyoung! Wait up!”

She turned around, but she didn’t necessarily look shocked. She was almost expecting to see him show up tonight. He had been staying the night almost every other night at this point.

“Namjoon,” she sent him a soft smile that was almost like a whisper. Her quiet voice took over his mind as he took another deep breath. He hated to abuse her kindness like he was, but he couldn’t bring himself to change anything. It would hurt more people to change his ways than it would to keep them.

“I’m sorry,” he slightly shrugged, but she didn’t stay to listen to his apology. She’d heard it time and time again, and there was no need to hear it once more. His footsteps followed her all the way to her place as she unlocked the door. She glanced back at him for a second before stepping inside, holding the door open for him.

“I’ll make some dinner if you’d like. I think Ryeji will be home a little early tonight,” She spoke as Namjoon slipped off his shoes. He looked over to her after shrugging his jacket off, and she sent him a soft smile. It was a smile he didn’t deserve, but she was always generous with it. He couldn’t lie that her smile could clear his head of any negative thoughts. It was the soul reason on why he should have never come.

“I’d always appreciate your food,” he spoke carefully as her eyes stayed lit up the way he liked. “But if you’re too tired to make anything, don’t force yourself.”

Miyoung took his words as a yes, and she started on her way to the kitchen, “It’ll be ready in about 30. Feel free to change and watch TV to your heart’s content.”

He wanted to walk into the kitchen and watch her cook like he always did. There was some kind of magic that she had in the kitchen, and he loved watching it. He had an excuse to keep his eyes on her for a long time, and what more could he want?

But he couldn’t do that anymore. He couldn’t do that do himself. The more he was around her, the worse things got. He shouldn’t even be here right now, but here he was.

He stared at himself in the mirror when he went to change, and his expression was just as deflated as the rest of him. He couldn’t keep this up. The more he did this, the closer Jena was to finding out.

He pushed himself away from the bathroom counter and threw the door open in frustration, but he didn’t dare let it hit the wall. Miyoung didn’t need to be anywhere near him until he calmed down a little bit.

This point is normally when he would walk into the kitchen, but Miyoung noticed him walk right on passed the doorway. He seemed to be walking into the living room, and Miyoung swallowed. Such a simple action already set her mind in a disarray as she looked back down at the food. Everything felt different, as much as she hated to admit it. He didn’t feel like his usual self. It was only a matter of time until she never saw him again.

She took a deep breath and swallowed a lump that was forming in her throat. Jena always had the upper hand. No matter what she did, he wasn’t going to leave Jena. She tried everything to win him over, but he was impenetrable.

Her thoughts wandered as her eyes stayed on the food. It didn’t matter where her eyes laid, because her mind was far gone. She couldn’t stop thinking about how he was in the other room and not in the kitchen with her.

“Namjoon,” she called once she was confident that her voice would be stable, “Do you want a drink? Coffee maybe?”

His answer didn’t come, and Miyoung felt her heart sting a little. She knew what his response would be, and unfortunately, he knew that she knew. He didn’t bother answering a question that she already knew the answer to. His answer was the same every time.

It didn’t stop her heart from aching. Even the simplest things began to hurt so much. It was a painful reminder of what was soon to come. Soon enough, she wouldn’t even be able to ask that question. It wasn’t long before he wouldn’t even show up anymore.

“Okay, I’ll get it for you,” she responded, but she didn’t move. Tears began to build up in her eyes as the TV’s volume was raised relatively louder. She took that as a sign for her to give up. She was giving up, anyway.

The food in front of her began to burn as she hurried to turn the heat down. Her arms were shaking, but she managed to save the food. If this was their last meal together, she wanted it to be great. Even if the salt from her tears made it taste a little off.

The food was finished sooner than she had hoped. Her tears were still flowing at the thoughts flooding her mind. She could barely find it in her to put the food on their separate plates. The longer he was away from her, the more desirable her bed became.

“Namjoon,” she called. Her voice sounded broken, but it was drowned out by the TV. Even if the TV was off, he wouldn’t have heard her.

She tried calling out to him again, but her voice ended up even quieter than before. She balled up her fists in frustration as her heartache grew. She might as well get used to this. Jena came first after all. She always did.

It was foolish for her to believe that his attention meant anything other than charity. To him, she was just his backup home. She was his cushion to keep him from falling when he and Jena weren’t working.

She was nothing more than his cushion, despite her hopes.

After what felt like centuries, she moved the food onto one plate for him. She was just going to hand it to him and go to bed. Their last meal was just going to have to be spent apart. She should start her heartbreak recovery as soon as possible.

She placed the pan back on the stove with the rest of the food. The longer she was around the food, the less appetizing it was. Her stomach could barely hold itself together right now, let alone digest some food.

She grabbed the plate and walked into the living room. It took all the strength left in her to put a broken smile on her face. It didn’t matter if he could see right through it. This might be the last time he sees it.

She placed the food down on the coffee table in front of him, and she felt his eyes on her. She didn’t dare look at him as she placed the water bottle that she had grabbed next to it. Her hands were shaking a lot more than she was used to.

“Sorry it took so long,” she spoke, but he could barely hear her. It didn’t help that she didn’t want to get very close to him. She wouldn’t even spare him a glance. Maybe it was for the better.

He glanced at the food that she had placed down before looking back over at her. Her eyes had rested on the TV for a few seconds, and he just watched her. He couldn’t help but study every move she made, like he was afraid he’d never see her again.

He really shouldn’t have come.

She built herself up enough to look at him as he looked her in the eyes. Her eyes told him everything he needed to know as he felt himself lose his appetite.

“I’m going to head off to bed,” she spoke, her voice breaking mid-sentence. She didn’t dare cry in front of him, so she just bowed to excuse herself. With one last look at him, she turned to walk into her room.

Namjoon couldn’t help but feel panic in his chest. His brain was confused with his actions just as much as his heart was. Jena kept popping into his mind, but as he glanced at Miyoung, he didn’t care. He couldn’t let this go on. He couldn’t cage the two of them over a girl he pitied. He’d never forgive himself if he let Jena rule his decisions.

“Miyoung,” Namjoon called as she stopped dead in her tracks. He hurried to shut off the TV as he stood up, moving closer to the girl he was hurting. He was causing her so much pain…

He knew it was time he stopped being so naive.

He rushed over to her and she turned around with tears in her eyes. Her broken expression put tears in his eyes before he had the chance to think about it. He couldn’t let this continue. She deserved to smile again. He wanted to make her smile again.

“I’m sorry,” his voice was breaking as he grabbed her hips in a desperate but gentle manor.

She dismissed his apology as her eyes got lost in his. Her mind was sending off a million alarms, but she couldn’t pull herself away from him.

He pulled her completely against him as the wind was knocked right out of her. He hadn’t ever been this close to her in all their years as friends. She had imagined this moment time and time again, but her heart still wasn’t prepared.

His nose teased hers as she reached up to wipe his tears. She didn’t know why he was crying, but she was glad she wasn’t the only one.

“I’m done,” he swallowed as he kept his eyes locked with hers. Her soft hands running along his skin made him shiver, but his tears didn’t stop, “I should have given in a long time ago.”

Not another moment was wasted as his salty lips covered hers, desperate to drink her in. He hooked his arms around her to keep her body against his. Her head tilted back slightly due to the forcefulness of his kiss. Her mind was still stuck in his eyes, even though her lids had shut ages ago.

Her desperate hands moved to his neck, running her hands through his hair at the nape. The excitement and heat of the moment had her shaking furiously, but he was doing a good job of keeping her glued to him. Her lips trembled as he changed the angle of the kiss with a light nudge of her nose. His kisses became more open as he allowed room for her to breath into the kiss. He was too hungry to let her pull away for a breath.

The wall behind her suddenly became very important to him as he hoisted her up by her thighs and lightly rammed her against the wall. A small noise left her mouth at the contact as his teeth tugged at her bottom lip. He let her feet touch the ground again, but he kept her pressed to that wall.

Her hands found the bottom of his shirt as she let her hands explore under the cloth she had imagined ripping off time and time again. Every time she had gotten a glimpse of his chest, she had hungered for a chance to touch it. The image of him emerging from the gym swimming pool came to mind as her cheeks rivaled the temperature of the sun. His built body felt better than she had ever imagined it feeling. Every muscle seemed to be at work as he kissed her, and his tongue was searching for an opportunity to dance around hers.

As her hands explored, he tried his best to keep his hands tame. His fingers pressed into her hips to keep them rooted to their spot, and he was doing well so far with self control.

It was when she let out a small sob that he pulled away and looked at her with a worried and broken expression. What had he just done? Did she just want him to leave her alone? Would she rather him have let her go?

“M-Miyoung?” his voice was hoarse from the heat of the kiss as it took everything in him to not kiss her tears away. He opted for his thumbs to clear them off, and she seemed to lean into his large hand. He noticed it almost swallowed her face now that he was able to hold her this close.

“I-I just,” she swallowed and let out a few hiccups, “I’m just so happy, but so confused.”

A small smile was placed on his face as he pulled her into a hug. She let out all the pent up tears as he moved her over to the couch.

“Take your time to calm down,” he whispered into her hair as she let out a heartbreaking sob, “I’m not going anywhere. I never really was.”

She gripped his shirt in a desperate hold, but she never said anything. His presence and comforting words were doing wonders, but her tears were unlimited. She had held them in for so long.

“N-Namjoon,” she sniffed and buried her face into his neck as his heart began racing all over again. “I love you so much…”

He placed a soft kiss on her head before running a hand up and down her back for comfort, “I know… I love you, too. I always have.”

She wanted to scream and cry at him for putting her through so much, but she couldn’t do it. No matter what kind of hell she was put through, she would do it all once more to be held like this again.

“Idiot,” was all she was able to get out as a small smile broke through on her face. He could feel the smile against his neck, so he pulled her away to look her in the eyes. His lips found her fresh tears as he kissed them away.

“The biggest idiot,” he softly corrected as her grip on his shirt tightened once more. Her eyes couldn’t believe the fond look in his eyes. She had seen that look so many times, but not once had she thought it was real.

She couldn’t help but pull him to her again, letting her heart swell. Despite the hell she went through, he was worth the wait.

AHSKAJHDAEHFOW THIS WAS SO DEPRESSING BUT YET CUTE OML I absolutely loved writing this, so much so that I wrote it all in one sitting and it is now so freaking late. Props to Day6 for the song that I listened to while writing this. I can’t quit listening to it~ cx

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Knives (TH x Reader feat JK)

Edit June 2020: So this started out as a oneshot that I turned into a series, but I’ve now changed it back onto a oneshot. Discontinuing a story always sucks, but since this was originally a one-off, I thought I would just return it to it’s original glory. Sorry to anyone who was enjoying the series :(

A/N: This request is so long overdue that I feel bad but I think it’s worth the wait?? When I started the story I thought it was mediocre, but I fell in love with it once I sat down to try and finish it. Please cry with me.

Request: Can you do a fanfic where you and Jungkook are engaged and on your anniversary he cheats with your sister and you go to Tae for comfort?

Summary: It was never a good feeling to realize that someone has been cheating on you, but to find out that it was my sister that he was cheating with was crushing. Thank God for Taehyung, because I wasn’t sure how I would get through this without him.

6.2k words | angst ✞ | fluff ♡

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My breathing had felt a little irregular today ever since I woke up this morning. It was my anniversary with my fiance; an occasion that was usually happy. I had been with him for four years and engaged to him for one, so nothing should be causing me to feel this anxious.

I just couldn’t forget the unfamiliar smell on his clothes as I was doing our laundry. It was a perfume I didn’t own, but I was surely overreacting. He has a sister who he talks to regularly, as do I. He might have been hanging with one of our sisters or something. Nothing to be worried about.

“Hey,” his voice caused me to jump as I threw his shirt into the laundry, “Don’t forget that tonight you’re supposed to wear the lingerie I got you.”

His arms snaked around my waist as I smelled his familiar cologne. That’s what his shirt should have smelled like. It shouldn’t have smelled like peaches.

“Of course, Kookie,” I smiled and looked back at him. He played with the ring on my finger before pulling his arms from around me. He gave me a short kiss on the lips and turned to head out of the room.

I felt very uneasy for the rest of the day. I was second guessing everything around me; I was doubting his “mandatory meeting” that he said was today. It was the only reason I was spending our anniversary with his friend Taehyung instead of my fiance.

“Peaches, Tae,” I opened the can of Dr. Pepper in my hand before I held it out to him. I had Jungkook’s shirt laying on our coffee table as a skeptical Taehyung sniffed it. “I don’t even like the smell of peaches. This is not from me.”

He just laid the shirt back on the table and took a sip of the can I just handed him. “Do you know who he works with? Any females?”

I swallowed and shrugged, taking a seat next to him. He was giving me a concerned look that made me feel all the more paranoid.

“I don’t know. He wouldn’t do that to me. We’re supposed to get married once we agree on a wedding date…” I trailed off as my eyes started to form tears. Everything he’d ever said and done to me was now being analyzed by my brain, and it was too much to handle.

“You know, I’m calling up my sister,” I mumbled as Taehyung patted my leg for comfort. His touch was very reassuring to my furiously beating heart, but my mind was still on fire.

The phone rang several times before she actually picked up. I was just happy she actually picked up the phone. Sometimes when I needed boy advice from her, she was always unavailable.

“Hey Ren!” I tried to sound like I wasn’t freaking out on the inside.

“Hey, Y/N,” she took a deep breath into the phone, “What advice do you need now? If he doesn’t think your moves are sexy by now, he probably never will.”

I tried to laugh off her remark, but she didn’t laugh with me. “I just really need your advice. Jungkook’s shirt from yesterday smells like a peach perfume, but I don’t have anything that smells like that.”

“So you’re paranoid?” now she was laughing, but I didn’t find this funny at all. For the first time in all of our relationship, Jungkook has shown signs of secrecy, and now he smells like another girl.

“It’s not funny, Ren,” I swallowed and looked over to Taehyung. He was smelling the shirt with a fixated look on his face. It was almost like he was figuring something out, which excited me to see.

“Okay, let me ease your suspicions. Jungkook and I ran into each other yesterday and I hugged him. It’s my perfume that you smell.”

“Thank God,” I spoke as her words let me unwind. I felt all my muscles relax at her words as a genuine smile was placed on my face. “I was seriously worried. You know, he’s been very distant with me the past few weeks. It’s good to know he wasn’t doing anything behind my back.”

“Yeah, look Y/N, I’m a little busy with stuff-”

It was then that the sound of a door opening was sent through the phone. Ren hissed something that was hard to figure out as a man’s voice was sent through the receiver.

“Hey Ren, I brought some wine from work-”

Some shushing could be heard coming from my sister as I could feel my muscles go rigid once more. Every fiber of my being was now on edge as my brain tried to deny what my ears were telling me.

“Renhi,” I spoke, but before I could say another word, she cut me off.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I’ve gotta go. Kids can’t babysit themselves!”

The line went dead as I balled up my fist, fingernails digging into my skin.

“Babysitting with wine? Like hell...”

Taehyung turned to me, but I sprang up from the couch before he could even think about it.

“Y/N, is everything alright?”

I grabbed my purse and slipped on some tennis shoes I kept by the door. Taehyung’s keys were laying in the place where Jungkook normally kept his, and I grabbed them without even thinking.

“You’re driving me to my sister’s.”

::

Taehyung was begging me to say something the whole ride to my sister’s, but my mind was blank. If a thought crossed through my mind, my heart fought it away. My body was having a fight with itself, and all that was left was my shell being knocked around by Taehyung’s car.

“We’re here,” his hand rested on my thigh as I placed my cold hand on top of his. My eyes scanned the parking lot of the complex, hand shivering in Taehyung’s.

I was just trying to get rid of the doubts in my mind. I didn’t think I would see anything. I didn’t think that Jungkook had really ditched me on our anniversary to have wine with my married sister. It was impossible.

My free hand grabbed my phone as I searched through my phone for Jungkook’s contact. I was wrong. I was just being paranoid. It’s not just Jungkook that drives a red 2015 Toyota Camry…

“Hey Y/N! You caught me right before the meeting,” he sounded so cheery which made it all the more unsettling.

“Meeting?” I swallowed and decided to play on with his charade, “Will there be wine at this meeting? Pretty girls? An apartment complex?”

The line was silent for way too long as my cold hands were now like ice. Even the hand Taehyung was trying to keep warm was frozen. Why was he being so quiet? This is when he laughs and proves my suspicions wrong. He wouldn’t cheat on me, not after everything we’d been through together.

“That would be a weird meeting,” was all he said after the long pause. I felt my heart harden as he took a deep breath, “It’s just a normal office meeting. I’ll see you at home tonight, okay babe?”

“Okay,” I nodded and felt tears sting in my eyes, “Tell the kids I said hi.”

“What?” Jungkook didn’t hesitate to answer to those words. I could hear panic in his voice as my heart felt it was a victory. “What kids? Who’s kids? Is everything okay?”

It took me a few seconds to understand what exactly he was thinking I meant when I said what I did. I simply was referring to the kids at Ren’s apartment even though there clearly weren’t any…

But a broken and bitter smile appeared on my face as his panic was apparent.

“Yours.”

I hung up the phone before he could say a word, and I was left in a silent car with a confused Taehyung sitting next to me. I didn’t doubt that he was piecing everything together, especially when we both spotted Jungkook running out of the very apartment that I was afraid he was in.

“Taehyung, take me home,” I spoke as Jungkook ran down the stairs of the complex and headed to his car, “Yours, not mine. I’ll get my stuff when I know he won’t be home.”

He complied with my demands as he let go of my cold hand to put the car in reverse. We were out of the area and at Taehyung’s place in less than five minutes, but I wasn’t ready to get out of the car. I wasn’t ready to completely accept the fact that the chances of Jungkook cheating on me with my sister were higher than his chances of marrying me.

“Y/N…” Taehyung’s hand grabbed mine after a full minute of silence. I tried to get him to head inside, but he refused. He wouldn’t let go of my hand even if I threatened him.

“It’s not good for you to think about it,” he was soft and quiet as my heart broke all over again. I couldn’t help but be reminded that all the sweet nothings Jungkook had said to me weren’t sweet nothings. They were just nothing.

“Taehyung, I’m sorry… I-” I hiccuped from the tears that began flowing down my face. My unmoving self had now turned into a blubbering mess, and Taehyung was caught in the middle of it.

Was it unfair to drag Jungkook’s best friend into this? Sure Taehyung and I are really close as well, but Jungkook was friends with him first.

Even as I thought of other people I could try and call to comfort me and give me a place to stay, I realized this was all I had. My other options were Jungkook’s sister or mine.

And my sister was the cause of all of this to begin with.

I looked over at Taehyung and his eyes caught hold of my wet and watery ones. My makeup was running and my lip was quivering like never before. His eyes never changed from being soft and comforting as his free hand reached up to wipe what he could of my tears. He didn’t try and push me to say or do anything as we sat there in the car, frozen in time.

His touch put my heart at ease as my tears calmed down slightly. He leaned in to place a soft kiss on my forehead as my eyes closed. He tried to pull his lips off my skin, but I leaned into him to savor the moment. Every bit of his skin on mine was calming me down, making me forget about my worries. He was like alcohol for my system except without the embarrassing videos and horrible hangovers.

“If we go inside, will you just hold me in your arms?”

It was a strange thing to request of him, but he didn’t protest. I think he was just happy that I was going inside after what felt like ages of sitting in the car.

The inside of his place was just like I remembered it when Jungkook and I last came to visit. It was supposed to be the two of us and Taehyung with his new girl. When we showed up that night, there was no girl. She broke up with him the night before, and he didn’t have the heart to cancel the plans. He told us that he needed us to be there for him.

And now it was just the two of us. No Jungkook.

My heart hurt at the thought of his name. His face was getting permanently burned into my eyes, but I didn’t want to think about him.

I quit admiring the place I hadn’t seen in so long as I pulled Taehyung to the couch and sat us both down. He seemed to feel a little reluctant or uncomfortable once we were sitting on the couch. We were sitting closer to each other than we had ever been.

He switched on the TV as I made myself at home in his arms. His right arm was wrapped around me as I leaned into his chest. His heat and heartbeat seemed to put me at ease, and his smell filled my nose more than any other smell. I didn’t bother looking to see his facial expressions to everything that I was doing, but I was sure that he was fine. He was still my friend, and he used to tell me that he would be willing to do anything for me.

Even if this was crossing a boundary, I was willing to deal with the repercussions. I’d never felt more comforted just by someone’s touch. I didn’t even have time to think of Jungkook and our fake children as I laid in Taehyung’s arms and counted the freckles on his arms. His heartbeat lulled me to close my eyes and relax my shoulders. I moved my right hand to find his left hand, and without saying a word, I intertwined my finger’s with his. His heartbeat jumped slightly at the contact as the beating was a little faster than it previously was. He didn’t seem to have a problem with the gesture, though, because he just tightened his grip on my hand for a few seconds. It was like a reassuring squeeze.

“You should sleep,” he whispered into my ear as a shiver was sent through my body. I smiled and nodded with my eyes closed, but the feeling of my phone vibrating in my pocket scared me awake slightly.

Without warning, Taehyung reached into my back pocket and took my phone out, turning it off before letting me see what was sent.

“It’s not good to read any of his or her messages. Right now it’s just about you and me and resting for a little while.” he nodded as I didn’t protest. I couldn’t say that I was willing to protest too much to him. He was so soft about everything and it made it hard to refuse what he was saying.

With another little nod and a small smile, I closed my eyes and settled into the arms of my fiance’s best friend. The only thing keeping me awake was the thought of how Taehyung’s arms felt more comforting than Jungkook’s arms ever felt.

::

By the time I woke up, Taehyung was long gone. I opened my eyes slightly and sat up from the position that Taehyung had laid me down in. I could hear him in the kitchen when he closed the fridge, and I took a deep breath. I wished that I didn’t remember the events that led me to this situation, but as Taehyung walked into the living room, it hit me all at once.

Jungkook followed behind him into the living room as I felt myself involuntarily tense. I curled my knees into myself as Taehyung sent me a sorry look. I didn’t have the energy to be mad at him. All my negative energy was being sent to Jungkook.

I didn’t dare look in Jungkook’s eyes as he sat very close to me. The couch suddenly felt very suffocating as his eyes stayed glued to me. I could almost feel his worry, and that alone made me sick to my stomach.

He’s just here because he thinks I’m pregnant. I kind of wished I hadn’t lead him to believe that… it just hurts more not knowing if he would feel the same kind of regret if I hadn’t lied.

“How long have you known?” his voice sounded tired and worried as I felt my nausea double. He’s only here because of my lie. There was nothing to convince me otherwise.

I didn’t bother responding as I rested my forehead on my knees. I felt like shriveling up into nothing as I felt Jungkook’s hand on my shin. His touch had changed from the comforting and heart racing feeling. It was now a burning sensation deep in my chest, and I felt like I was being violated by the simple action.

“God, Y/N… I feel like an asshole,” he gulped and moved his hand up and down. There was no more sense of comfort; just an agonizing, heartbreaking ache. I was dying to shove his hand off, but I didn’t have the strength to. I didn’t want him to roughly grab me if I grew violent with him.

He’s only saying that. My heart was barely keeping up as my brain continued to think a million heartbreaking thoughts.

“I can’t tell you how God damn sorry I am,” he continued to talk as I felt my pain worsening. I keep thinking that I couldn’t feel any worse, but with every word he says, the pain finds a way to become more intolerable. “I swear that it didn’t happen often. It was just a time or two-”

“Stop,” I snapped as my voice spoke before my brain had the chance to filter anything, “Just stop talking Jungkook. You’re making everything worse.”

He moved his hand to my arm as tears immediately began pouring from my eyes. Everything just wouldn’t stop hurting.

I shoved his hand off as I shrunk even more into myself. I was already gasping for air from the tears that were pouring from my eyes, and I didn’t dare look up. Seeing his face any more than I had to would stop my heart for sure.

“I just want to make this work,” he spoke in a gentle voice as I balled up my fists, “We just need to set a wedding date and have some counseling and everything will be fine-”

I couldn’t take it anymore as I stood up from the couch and moved away from Jungkook. I didn’t look his way, but I looked to Taehyung with a slight glare. It was half hearted because it was all I could muster through the tears, “Why did you let him in?”

I didn’t give Taehyung a chance to respond as I rushed off to Taehyung’s room. Jungkook was quick to rush after me, which was more than terrifying to me. I knew he would have no problem catching me before I could close and lock the door.

I grabbed onto the wall as I tried to make a quick turn, but Jungkook not only had a speed advantage, but he had his shoes on to keep him stable. His arms were around my torso before I could officially get around the corner, and I felt myself fall limp in his arms. It just kept getting worse and worse and worse and so much worse.

He fell to the floor with me as he pulled me to sit in his lap. He was trying to comfort me with his touch as he placed a kiss to the top of my head. Tears didn’t fail to blur my vision as I kept gasping for air. I couldn’t keep up with what was tears and what was snot as I just wiped my face into my shirt and kept it to cover my face from his eyes.

“I’m sorry,” he spoke into my ear as I started to squirm away from him. He was much much stronger than me, and once I started to try and push him away, he just pulled me back into his arms.

“Jungkook, just let me go,” I begged, but he shook his head against my back.

“No, I can’t let you go,” he spoke against me as I continued to try and get away from him, “You can hit me and scream at me all you want over what I’ve done. I’m not trying to defend myself, but I’m begging you to forgive me.”

“Jungkook,” my voice rose a little as he just shook his head.

“I love you, Y/N. I can’t let you raise our child on your own. I want to be there for you and our child-”

“Jungkook, I’m not pregnant.”

He grew still against me as I felt his grip on me loosen. Everything he did was just adding and adding to the stabbing pains in my heart. I couldn’t help but think that this was all over the fake baby… He didn’t actually truly mean all of those words, he only meant them if I was pregnant.

I was able to fight my way out of his arms as I continued my march to Taehyung’s room. Every step I took added more resentment toward him as I wiped the tears off my face. As I got to the entrance of the room, I willed myself to turn around and look at Jungkook in the eyes. Worry, sorrow, and pain were all I could see in him, but I was already at my max of how incredibly horrible I could feel. It was like I was building a wall around myself without even realizing it.

“You only want all those things if I’m pregnant. Please stop wasting my time.”

I stepped inside and felt my heart jump as Jungkook started getting up off the floor. I saw him starting to run in my direction as I quickly slipped into the room and locked the door. I heard him slam against the door as his voice started to cry out to me.

I felt my tears pouring from my eyes, wetting my face that I had just wiped off. Every time he beat his fist against the door was another stab. All the stabs were starting to feel the same, and dare I say that they were starting to feel normal. I was starting to get used to it. It was like I was Jungkook’s target for knife practice, and I was becoming okay with it.

“Y/N, please,” I could hear him sniff as another knife was thrown, “It was an accident. It only happened three times.”

There went another one.

“She asked me how things were in bed with you because you always ask her for advice. I told her that you were getting better, and she offered to show me what it would feel like if you could actually pull them off.”

That one felt more like ten different knife wounds, but who’s counting at this point? My whole heart was practically made of knives at the moment.

“I gave in to her but I’ve felt so terrible about it. I was going over there today to tell her that it was wrong for us to be doing that to you. I asked her to forget about everything. I was ready to go home and talk about setting a wedding date with you.”

I laid on Taehyung’s bed as Jungkook continued to break my heart through the door. He wouldn’t stop talking as my tears were becoming sobs. I wanted to open the door and just forgive him, but life just wasn’t that simple. Even if I forgave him, I could never feel the same. He’s broken me beyond repair to ever be able to truly love him again. I was afraid that I wouldn’t even be able to love anyone again.

“I want to get married to you, I want to have kids with you, Y/N! I want to spend the rest of my life by your side-”

“Jungkook, please stop,” I called out through my pitiful sobs, “It’s not going to happen. I’ll never be able to forgive you. Your presence and your touch are just painful to me now, and I don’t think that will change.”

My words seemed to render him speechless. He quit beating on the door, and all I could hear from his side were sniffs. I curled myself into a ball as I hugged one of Taehyung’s pillows into my stomach. I buried my face into it and tried to fill all my senses with Taehyung instead of Jungkook.

“...Could you please open the door? I don’t want things to end this way,” he pitifully asked through the door as I let out a broken and sob filled laugh. Once the laugh started, I couldn’t get it to stop. I was afraid that I had finally gone insane as I just sat with my face in Taehyung’s pillow, both crying and laughing so hard that I could barely breath. I started to cough as I choked on some of the snot that had built up in my system, but I was just thankful that I quit laughing.

“Things are ending this way. I’m sorry Jungkook. Just leave me alone.”

My words once again rendered him speechless, but he beat his fist onto the door. I felt myself jump at the action as I heard his soft sobs through the door. From the sound of it, he was just as broken as I felt.

All the knives that were stabbed into me were suddenly pushed deeper as I felt my breathing become irregular. My feelings for Jungkook were crying out for me to just unlock the door and hug him to me, but I couldn’t. This just wasn’t a fairytale…

“Why’d you go to Taehyung of all people…” he sobbed into the door as I tried to ignore him, “Am I going to lose both my best friend and the love of my life all at once?”

I just continued to cry as he sniffed and hit his fist against the door again.

“I’m such an asshole, but do I really deserve to lose both of you?”

I didn’t respond to his words, but I was surprised to hear Taehyung’s voice answer for me.

“Yeah, you kind of do.”

The air was completely silent after he spoke, and I felt my heart remove a few of the knives. I had almost forgotten that Taehyung was even here.

I heard rampant footsteps moving away from the door as I realized Jungkook was moving away from the only exit I had. I sat up, suddenly very alert of what was going on outside the room.

A sound of flesh colliding with flesh was heard as my eyes widened and my feet flew to the door. I swung the now unlocked door open as I saw Taehyung holding his face with both of his hands. Thank God Jungkook just punched him in the eye and not the nose. If he had broken his nose, I think I would have lost my mind having to go to the hospital right now.

“Jungkook what the hell?” I spoke as he looked back at me. He was crying as he looked at me with rage in his eyes. He looked very unstable, and for once, I was actually scared of him and what he might do to me. I was ready to run back into Taehyung’s room if Jungkook took one more step closer.

“I knew you weren’t just nice to her because she’s my fiance,” he turned back to Taehyung as Taehyung took one step away from Jungkook, “You like her more than you like me. I always knew… but thank you for confirming it. I guess bros over hoes doesn’t apply to you.”

“Jungkook, please leave,” he spoke as he took another step back. Instead of charging for him like I was afraid he was doing, he just ran past Taehyung and toward the front door. His keys sounded through my mind as the door opened and closed before I had a chance to breathe again.

It was the end of my fairytale life with Jungkook and the beginning of the real world. I was completely and utterly terrified of what life had for me after this.

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Taehyung was more that welcome to have me move into his place after I had found the time to pack all my stuff from Jungkook and my old place. I moved into the room next to his and he was good to leave me alone for a few days.

It took me a good two months before I was finally able to smile and laugh with Taehyung again. He was patient with me when I would occasionally get upset, and he was very understanding of my feelings.

It wasn’t until a full year had past that I felt like I was truly getting over Jungkook. I had cut all contact with him since I gave him back the engagement ring he had given me once upon a time. I also didn’t speak to my sister ever again, even when she would try and call or text me. It all started with her, after all.

Taehyung was good about getting me to leave the house and do something, and he even convinced me to get a brand new job and a fresh start. He helped me study for a million different interviews and he was even willing to go out and help me find a new wardrobe to wear.

It wasn’t long before all traces of the person I used to be were just an element of the past.

Taehyung and I had decided to go grab some food as I agreed to actually go and sit down with him. Before, when I didn’t want to leave the house, I just asked him to pick it up to take home to me. I bet he was relieved that I was willing to finally go eat with him because he hated being cramped in his house all the time.

“I’m glad that you’re finally willing to come eat with me,” he said after we finished ordering, “I feel like I know all your orders, likes and dislikes because of how much food I’ve picked up for you.”

I just laughed and placed my hand on the table, “I’m sorry, but I’m feeling so much better. It’s like you lifted a weight off my shoulders. Like you pulled out all the knives stabbing my heart back then.”

He just sent me a soft smile as his hand rested on mine. I felt my breath shorten at the contact, but I didn’t dwell on it. I just continued to look at him and talk to him about my day and things I learned about my new coworkers.

“Thank you, Taehyung,” I felt myself saying after we finished laughing at a joke he made, “Thank you for being there for me all this time. For the longest time, I felt horrible for taking you away from Jungkook… but I’m feeling selfish now. I’d never let him take you back in a million years.”

Taehyung just laughed as he rested his elbows on the table and leaned forward a little bit.

“If I could make the choice over again, I’d still pick you,” he confessed as I felt my heart jump a little, “What he did was so inexcusable. I was mad at him almost as much as you were, if not more so.”

“Probably more so,” I shrugged, “I never really got mad at him, I was just upset. Anger was just a secondary emotion. To be honest, the angriest I’ve ever been at him was when he punched you that day.”

It felt weird to admit it, but Taehyung seemed interested in what I had just said. I had never actually admitted it out loud, but Taehyung’s heroisms were enough for my heart to grow attached to him. I was afraid that I would never love anyone again because of how Jungkook broke me, but I warmed up to Taehyung decently fast.

It only took a year and a half from Jungkook and I’s break up for me to realize that I had fallen in love with Taehyung. He was everything that I loved in Jungkook, but he was more honest and loving than Jungkook was. We aren’t even together and I felt more love from Taehyung than I had anyone else.

“You know…” Taehyung spoke as I snapped out of my thoughts, “I’ve been dying to talk to you about this for so long, but I’ve been afraid of what you’d say.”

I raised my eyebrows and I sat up a little straighter. He let out a small laugh at my eager look as I smiled with him.

“Jungkook mentioned that I liked you more than him back then… I had to commend him for being vague and not exposing me to you in that moment. I think he really did mean all the words he said that night, but the kid needed a wake up call. I think you gave that to him.”

I couldn’t help but feel just a little guilty about leaving Jungkook alone in the world. He may have deserved it, but I didn’t have any ill will toward him. I couldn’t help but hope that he had moved on in the world like I had with Taehyung.

I snapped back to the real world as I looked into Taehyung’s eyes, “What do you mean by exposing you?”

Taehyung took a deep breath and gave me a nervous smile, and I found it cute to see he was also a little embarrassed.

“I’ve liked you for… a very long time,” he confessed as my eyes widened, but I didn’t look away from his eyes, “I don’t know when I started liking you, but I never dared to act on it when you were with Jungkook.”

I felt a giggle in my throat as I placed my hand on the table face up for him to grab. He looked down at it and grabbed it with certainty before looking back into my eyes.

“I didn’t plan on ever telling you, but fate placed you in my care to nurse you back to the person that I fell in love with.”

I couldn’t help but smile and swallow down some emotional tears as I squeezed his hand. I felt paranoia fill my brain as one thought crossed my mind:

It felt like a fairytale.

But this time, it felt real. The fairytale I was in with Jungkook was a world full of oblivion and secrets, but this one felt real and genuine. He did, after all, stick with me through two agonizing years, and he refused to give up on me.

I felt a tear slip through as I looked down at our hands. He gave me a reassuring squeeze as I wiped away the tear with my free hand.

“I fell in love with you along this ride,” I spoke as my eyes locked onto his once more, “And I have no doubt in my mind about you. I have no fears or PTSD over the past relationship I had when it comes to you. I trust you with my life.”

His smile matched mine as our waiter finally came to the table with our food. I laughed as Taehyung listed off my order along with the waiter who seemed very confused on why he had done that.

As I picked up my fork and stabbed it into my food, I found my eyes trailing to someone past Taehyung. I didn’t let my mind dwell on how much of a coincidence it was that Jungkook ended up at the same restaurant as us on my first night eating out again with Taehyung. I felt my heart jump at the sight of him in the distance, and when I noticed that he was with some friends he had made in the past two years, I smiled. He seemed to be having a good time, smiling and laughing. I couldn’t help but smile with him up until his eyes locked onto mine.

I saw him freeze in his seat as our eyes made contact, and I kept telling myself to look away. I was terrified that he would start feeling worse seeing not only me, but also Taehyung out and holding hands with smiles on our faces.

Taehyung seemed to notice that I was focused on someone behind him as he glanced over his shoulder and saw Jungkook looking at us.

It took a few seconds before Jungkook even moved after seeing us, and once he did, he sent the two of us a genuine smile. Relief rushed through me as I smiled and waved at him, thanking the heavens that he seemed to have gotten over the situation.

“Are you okay?” Taehyung spoke as he looked back at me, but I just smiled and squeezed his hand.

“I’m just happy that everyone ended up happy,” I answered before letting go of Taehyung’s hand and chewing on the food I just placed into my mouth. Jungkook went back to talking to his two friends about something before looking back over at me every once and a while. Part of me hoped that he would walk over to the two of us and say hi, but as he and his friends got up and walked out of the building, I accepted what I got.

Taehyung walked off to pay as I headed outside the building to get some fresh air. It had seemed like forever since I had actually gone out and done things other than work, and it felt great to finally live again.

I stretched my arms out to pop a few of my bones, and as I did so, I felt my hand knock into someone. I looked over to them and was about to apologize, but I stopped short when my eyes met Jungkook’s soft ones.

I couldn’t help but feel slightly uneasy as my eyes looked into his. Some old feelings were starting to come back, and I couldn’t lie, it was scaring me.

“Hey. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

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A/N: AHH OMG THIS STORY BROKE MY HEART YOU GUYS. I have been trying to finish this request for so freaking long and now that it’s over I feel so sad. I wanted to end it sad, but I just left it open for people to scream at me and hate me because I hate myself a little right now ahhhHHHH

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Didn’t Ask For This Pt 5 (Roommate!JK x OC)

A/N: You guys are making me so emotional today omg! I’ve never had a story become this popular so fast and I am so eager to give you more of this story! It only gets better and more dramatic from here, and I love me some drama... This chapter and the next were probably my favorite to write so far. It took me like three days to write because of how long my idea ended up being!

Summary: “I didn’t know you hated me so much,” he spoke as he grabbed my wrist and once again turned me around to face him, “and quite honestly, I don’t think I’ve done anything horrible enough for you to hate me to the degree that you do.” “You say that like the hate isn’t mutual,” I remarked as he shook his head. There was a bitter smile on his face as he took a deep breath, “I think you are quite honestly one of the worst human beings I’ve had to come in contact with.”

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The three of us decided to ride together to the bowling alley. I sat in the back while Taehyung drove and Jungkook sat in the passenger's seat. I was having a nice time sitting in my thoughts as I looked out the window. Jungkook and Taehyung were both singing along to an English song that was playing on the radio, and things seems so peaceful for that little bit. I closed my eyes and smiled as I started to enjoy their voices singing along with the artist.

I always knew that Taehyung was good at singing, but Jungkook’s voice was a surprise. I had no idea that the boy could not just sing, but that his voice was beautiful. Too bad that beautiful voice is attached to his rotten personality.

“Hey Ari,” Taehyung spoke over the radio as I snapped out of thought and looked his way, “we’re here.”

I looked back out the window as I saw we were in the parking lot of the bowling alley. It wasn’t a very long drive, but that drive felt even shorter than I expected.

“Oh,” I said dumbly as Jungkook snickered and opened his door. Taehyung and I followed suit as we all made our way into the building in question.

I noticed that Chaeyoung’s car was in the parking lot, and I spotted her the second we walked through the doors. She seemed to be the only one that was from our group to be here before us.

“Hey Chae,” I smiled as she rushed up to us. She looked over at Taehyung and then leaned in to me to whisper something.

“Taehyung has gotten hotter omg,” she smiled to me as I shook my head and rolled my eyes.

“Jimin is coming, right?” I gave her a look as she took the chance to roll her eyes.

“Yeah. He texted me about three minutes ago saying that he’s on his way, but I think he lives nearly 10 minutes away.” Chaeyoung responded as I nodded. I turned to see that Jungkook and Taehyung were also talking quietly to each other like Chaeyoung and I had been.

I was about to say something to Taehyung when I spotted the doors open. My eyes looked at them expectantly as I felt nerves wash over me. Jung Hoseok was much cuter in person…

He walked up to Jungkook and Taehyung as they did some kind of handshake thing that I don’t remember them ever doing, even on the dance team.

“Jungkook! It’s been a while since I’ve seen this kid around!” I heard Hoseok laugh and wrap an arm around Jungkook’s shoulders. I saw Jungkook’s cheeks flush as a smile appeared on my face.

Hoseok calls Jungkook a kid? I could get used to that… I would enjoy seeing his embarrassment over it.

“Oh, Jung,” Taehyung looked my way as my nerves spiked. I wasn’t ready! “My sister is over there if you wanted to go meet her.”

“Oh, yeah,” Hoseok nodded before walking in my direction. I felt panic written all over my face as I looked from Taehyung to Jungkook. Jungkook’s flustered state had already been recovered, and when I caught his eyes with mine, it caused my nerves to increase even more than before.

Why was Jungkook making me nervous? I’m around him all the time! There was no reason for me to feel nervous because of that jerk.

“Hey RaeAri,” Hoseok smiled and I turned my attention over to him. His smile was so charming and it caused a smile to appear on my face, “You probably don’t remember me from high school since I was a senior when you were a freshman. I’m Jung Hoseok.”

He held his hand out for me to shake as I slightly hesitated grabbing it. He was really cute, and I didn’t want to mess this up.

“I remember you a little,” I smiled softly as we let go of each other, “I’m pretty sure you may have given me a ride home from one of Taehyung’s dance practices.”

Hoseok concentrated for a couple seconds as his eyebrows furrowed. A few seconds went by as his eyes moved to look at my face as if he was trying to figure me out. It took another few seconds before his eyes brightened and a huge smile appeared on his face.

“You’re right,” He nodded and a soft chuckle left his throat. I smiled and tried to swallow my nerves that were trying to ruin how well this seemed to be going so far, “I nearly forgot about that. Now that I’m thinking about it, you have always been this cute.”

My eyes widened at his words, and he didn’t seem phased by the fact that he had just called me cute. Then there’s me who’s a flustered mess at his simple words, and he smiled at me when he noticed how embarrassed I had become.

“Sorry, I was talking to Taehyung about you earlier today, and when he showed me a picture I asked him if you had always been that cute. I forgot that you weren’t there for the first part of the conversation,” he laughed and slipped his hands in his pockets before looking toward the door. I looked that way, too, spotting Jimin walking in.

“W-Well,” I spoke to get his attention back on me, “Thank you for the compliment.”

He smiled and let out a little huff of a laugh before grabbing my arm suddenly, “That’s one of your friends that just walked in, right? I don’t want to keep you all to myself. I’d feel bad.”

“No, you don’t need to feel like that! If I didn’t want to spend time with you, I’d let you know,” I softly laughed as he nodded and looked in Jimin’s direction.

“I actually think I know that guy. I think he’s the same age as me…” Hoseok thought out loud as I raised my eyebrows. I was more surprised by the fact that Jimin was 23 instead of being surprised that he might know Jimin. He looks and acts like he’s my age!

“Who, Jimin? He didn’t go to the same school as us,” I informed as my eyes caught Jimin’s. He smiled and waved my way before spotting Hoseok standing next to me. Judging from the subtle look he gave Hoseok, Jimin seemed to also recognize him. “I think Jimin likes dance. Maybe you saw him somewhere relating to that?”

Hoseok just gave a simple nod, but I could tell that he was still intently thinking about it. It was probably going to bother him until he figured it out.

I trailed my eyes around the room as my eyes locked on to Jungkook’s fairly quickly. He seemed to have been looking my way, and when I caught him, he looked away. I swallowed as I took a deep breath and focused back on Hoseok. So what if Jungkook was looking my way? He was just wondering how our conversation was going…

“Ah! I got it!” Hoseok started laughing and he looked my way, “Sorry, it was really bothering me, but now I figured it out. I took dance classes in middle school with him. We were both always competing for who would be the best dancer in the class. I don’t remember who ended up winning, though.”

I nodded and looked Jimin’s way. I didn’t see him as the competitive type, but I’ve also never seen him dance. Chaeyoung told me that he had videos up on Youtube, but I keep forgetting to look for them.

“Well I’m glad you figured it out,” I smiled while looking back over at him. He was already looking my way and I felt my cheeks flush at that thought.

“Let’s stop talking about Jimin,” he slightly laughed and boldly took my hand in his. I took a deep breath and tried to calm my violently beating heart. “Are you hungry? The food here is pretty expensive, but it’s on me if you want something.”

“Oh, I’m fine! I was actually thinking about inviting everyone to have dinner somewhere after we bowled a few times.” I answered as he nodded.

“Then do you want something to drink? There’s soda and they even serve alcohol if you wanted some.” Hoseok looked my way as I felt my face heat up.

“Er…” I didn’t know how to put this without sounding lame, “I’ve… never had alcohol before…”

Hoseok looked at me with raised eyebrows before a soft smile appeared on his face, “Really? How old are you again?”

“That’s irrelevant,” I laughed and looked away from him, “I just… I have an irrational fear that I’ll do or say something that I’ll regret even if I just take a sip or two.”

“RaeAri, alcohol isn’t truth serum,” he chuckled as he looked back to Jungkook and Taehyung. He let go of my hand and waved the two over toward us.

I watched Jungkook’s mini debate on if he was actually going to walk over or not, but when Taehyung hit him in the arm to gesture for him to follow, he pushed himself off the wall he was leaning against.

“Do you guys want to make this an alcohol free night, or are you okay if I buy some?” Hoseok asked as Taehyung seemed a little worried. He looked at me as if trying to decide if he wanted to see me drinking alcohol, and I could tell that he decided that he did not like that thought.

“I think I’d have a nervous breakdown if I saw Ari drinking, so if you buy some, please keep it to yourself,” Taehyung said as he looked at me.

“Don’t worry about it, Taehyung. I won’t have any,” I reassured him as Jungkook just scoffed. I had to hold my tongue to keep from making a snide remark directed at him. I was not about to let Hoseok see me immaturely bantering with Jungkook like we always do.

Jungkook seemed to notice the fact that I was holding back, and a sadistic smile appeared on his face. I gave him a look to warn him to not start anything, but his mind was made up.

“You never cease to be the party killer, do you?” he spoke as Hoseok raised his eyebrows at Jungkook’s comment.

“I’m not killing any party. You don’t need alcohol in your system for things to be fun,” I snapped back softly, trying my best to not get too worked up. Hoseok is really cute and seems really interested in me. I didn’t want to do anything to scare him away somehow.

“You’re right,” Hoseok agreed with me as he sent me a soft look, “Let’s just have drinking free night. Besides, things can get ugly if someone gets drunk.”

I felt my cheeks heat up as I looked in his eyes. They were the most beautiful shade of brown, way more appealing than Jungkook’s, and I felt my heart beat increase the longer I looked into them.

“Hey, look, Yoongi’s here,” Jungkook spoke as my eyes nearly popped out of my head. I looked at Jungkook as he had the most evil smirk on his face. Talking to Hoseok had made me forget that Yoongi was going to be here.

...This was going to be interesting.

“If you’ll excuse me,” I mumbled to Hoseok as I grabbed on to Jungkook’s shirt and pulled him into the arcade.

“What the hell am I gonna do?” I put a hand to my forehead as Jungkook looked at me dumbfounded.

“You want advice from me?” he was the picture of shock, but I didn’t have time to think about that.

“Well you know both guys. I’d talk to Chaeyoung but she’d just tell me to pick whoever’s hotter.” I whined as Jungkook sighed and rolled his eyes.

“I have no interest in helping you. I’m actually quite excited to see how this plays out,” He smiled as I narrowed my eyes at him.

“This isn’t some drama on TV. Jungkook, I can’t screw this up. I would like to not be single for the rest of my life.” I tried to keep my voice low as I spotted Yoongi walking up to Chaeyoung and Jimin. His eyes caught mine as he waved, eyeing the fact that Jungkook was with me.

“Jungkook,” I spoke in a pleading voice as he sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. He looked out into the lobby area and spotted Yoongi, but he stopped cold as his eyes landed on something that seemed to make him visibly upset.

I started to grow concerned, but once I looked back out the doorway, I spotted her.

Jennie.

He took a deep breath and shook his head, trying to shake off whatever feelings he just showed on his face, “Whatever. Just stick with Yoongi. You can’t weird him out like you could Hoseok. Plus, like I’ve mentioned before, he’s too good for you.”

“Well while we’re making low blows,” I felt my cheeks heat up and my blood begin to boil, “I’d much rather Jennie end up with Taehyung rather than you. She’s too good for you.”

I left Jungkook in the arcade as I tried to shake off just how angry I was. I took a deep breath as I spotted Yoongi. I should at least say hi to him considering the fact that I invited him.

“Hey,” I smiled as Yoongi looked from Jimin to me. A smile appeared on his face as he stepped away from our friends to talk to me semi-privately.

“Hey,” he responded before looking toward the arcade, “I know it’s not really my business but… what’d you and Jungkook talk about?”

I turned around to see if Jungkook had left the arcade, and I spotted him walking over to Taehyung, Jennie, and Hoseok. “It wasn’t really important. I just didn’t want to argue with him in front of everyone,” I lied as Yoongi continued to eye Jungkook.

“Looks like you did a number on him,” he said in a low voice, “But we don’t have to keep talking about this. I feel bad for asking something so personal in the first place.”

“I don’t mind,” I lied as I felt my curiosity grow. I just wanted to continue this conversation a little longer to clear up some confusion, “What do you mean ‘did a number on him’?”

“Well,” he cleared his throat and licked his lips, “he just looks shaken up is all. I’ve seen you two bicker and storm off angrily, but he doesn’t look mad.”

I swallowed and resisted the urge to look back at Jungkook. I’d die inside if he caught me looking his way after all the arguing we just did.

“But who are the two people I don’t recognize?” he asked as I just smiled nervously. I was just going to be honest with him about Hoseok. If I tell him what he’s here for, it could either be a really good thing, or a very bad thing.

“Those two are Taehyung’s coworkers. Jennie is a girl he kinda likes, and he invited his friend Hoseok to… er, see if we’d hit it off, I guess.” I spoke as Yoongi just seemed to nod indifferently. I took a deep breath to try and contain my disappointment.

Was all of this one sided this whole time? But I’m not the only person that thinks that Yoongi might like me… Chaeyoung and Jungkook feel that way, don’t they?

“Is it going well?” He asked as I looked over at Hoseok. He was joking and laughing with Jennie and Taehyung as I turned back to Yoongi. I felt a needle poke at my heart as I looked back into the eyes of the man who I thought might feel the same about me.

“I’ve only talked to him for like 5 minutes, but he’s really nice. Jungkook doesn’t like the idea of Hoseok and I, and… that’s kinda what we were arguing about.” I revealed. I felt myself slowly fall into a sulking mood as I thought more and more about how Yoongi probably has no feelings for me past friendship.

I found myself taking my filter off to talk to him the more I thought about it. If I didn’t feel like tiptoeing around him to make sure I don’t say anything wrong, things felt more natural that way. Maybe things were better this way.

“Sounds to me like Jungkook’s just jealous,” Yoongi mentioned as I raised an eyebrow.

“Sorry? Why would he be jealous?” I asked as Yoongi just laughed and shook his head.

“Because he probably doesn’t like thinking about you moving on from him. It either hurts his pride or it’s because he still has feelings for you.”

I was about to wave my hands in front of Yoongi to try and figure out why he was saying all these weird things about Jungkook, but the realization hit me before I opened my mouth. I completely forgot that Jimin and Yoongi were under the impression that Jungkook and I are ex’s…

I found myself tempted to explain the lie to Yoongi right then and there, but I stopped myself when Taehyung called out my name. He motioned for everyone to walk over to him as I motioned for Yoongi to come over with me.

“So are we good for paying for two games? We’ll need two lanes because there can only be 4 people per lane. We just need to split up on who’s going on what lane.”

I felt a frown form on my face as I realized the only way we could split the lanes for it to make sense would be if I was in a group with Jimin, Chaeyoung, and Yoongi.

“I was thinking that it could be Jennie and I, as well as Jimin and Chaeyoung,” Taehyung spoke as I raised my eyebrows. What? What?

Taehyung was putting me in a group with Yoongi, Hoseok, and Jungkook? He was sending me to my death sentence. Hoseok isn’t going to want to even look my way after this night.

Chaeyoung sent me a look, but she wasn’t going to fight anything. I was surprised since I hadn’t even gotten the chance to tell her that Hoseok and I were supposed to be on a date of sorts.

“Any objections?” Taehyung asked as he looked my way. It was as if he was expecting me to speak up over Jungkook being in my group, but I wasn’t going to say anything.

“Yeah, why do I have to be stuck with Miss Holier Than Thou?” Jungkook spoke up as I instantly glared at him. I hate it when he uses that nickname!

“It was the best way to split everyone up,” Taehyung raised an eyebrow to his friend, “Unless you want to switch with me?”

Jungkook looked at me and his eyes narrowed intensely. I felt confusion written all over my face as I looked at Taehyung.

“But then I won’t be in the same group as you, Taehyung,” Jennie frowned and gave Jungkook a slightly pleading look, “Please don’t switch with him.”

Chaeyoung sighed and looked my way. She seemed to be seriously contemplating something, and her mind was made up before I had a chance to stop her.

“I’ll switch with you, Jungkook,” she spoke up as Jungkook looked her way. I noticed him also glance at Jimin who was visibly disappointed, but he sent her a look that told her that he would be okay with it.

“Then is everything settled?” Taehyung asked as everyone stayed quiet. I looked around and spotted Hoseok looking my way with a blank expression. When our eyes met, he sent me a soft smile that I returned. “Great! Now, we need to actually get the games started or we’ll end up being here forever.”

…

I entered my name in last since I was the only one out of the group to have never been bowling before. I sat next to Chaeyoung as both Yoongi and Hoseok sat on the opposite side. I took a deep breath as I watched Chaeyoung get up to bowl. I watched her movements as she rolled the ball to end up with hitting 7 of the ten pins.

She was getting ready to go for a second time when I noticed that Jungkook was getting up to take his turn. I felt my eyes practically glued to him as I found myself captivated by how focused he seemed. He took a few breaths before taking a few steps forward, swinging his arm back and then forward letting the ball go. It rushed at the pins as he just watched, his fingers finding his hair.

A satisfied smile made a home on his face as he looked at the strike he had just scored. I swallowed as his eyes met mine, and I felt my face flush as he sent me a breathtaking smile. He mouthed some words, and it took me a few seconds before I figured out what he had said.

‘Beat that.’

…

It wasn’t long before it was my turn to bowl as I felt nerves overcome me. I wasn’t liking the fact that everyone was watching me, but it was something that I’m just going to have to get over.

“I have to be honest,” I spoke as I looked to Hoseok. He was coming back from his turn as he scored a 6 and finished it off with a spare. “I’ve never actually bowled before.”

“Wow,” Hoseok smiled and I stood up to stand next to him, “Do you want me to help you out a little? We can take this game as your practice game and not hold your score against you.”

“Wait, are we doing something with the scores?” I asked as Hoseok looked over to look Taehyung and Jungkook’s way.

“It was Jungkook’s idea. He wanted the person with the lowest score to buy the person with the highest score something,” Hoseok mentioned as we stepped up on the bowling platform.

I looked back at Jungkook with a glare as he just sent me a smirk, seeming to know exactly what that look was for. Now this was personal.

“Well I’m definitely not going to get the lowest score knowing that,” I frowned as I realized that I forgot to bring a bowling ball with me. I rushed back to get the one that Chaeyoung and I both picked out.

“Okay, so you want to stand on this spot right here,” Hoseok pointed as I stook a few steps back and put my feet where he indicated, “And hold the ball up like you’ve seen everyone else do.”

I nodded and held the ball up to my chest. I felt my nerves spike as Hoseok walked behind me and placed a hand on my back, “Now you just need to walk forward and swing the ball back for momentum.”

I thought back to the little Mii’s on the TV screen as I nodded. I knew how I needed to swing it, I just didn’t know when to let go and how to move my wrist to guide the ball.

“Just do a practice run through of it to get a feel for it,” Hoseok nodded and stepped away. I took a deep breath and followed the same motions that I’d seen everyone else do, but when I swung the ball forward again, I almost lost my balance. I stumbled to keep from falling, and I ended up stepping past the line that I wasn’t supposed to cross.

“Don’t worry about that,” Hoseok spoke up with a smile as I looked over at him with an unsure look. “Here, Jungkook is the most experienced here. Just watch him before trying again.”

I turned to see Jungkook getting up to take his turn again. I felt my face heat up at the fact that I had taken so long that Jungkook was already going again, but there wasn’t anything I could do about it.

I took a deep breath as I noticed him glance over at me. I didn’t shy away from watching him because, I hated to admit it but, he looked so... elegant.

He even looks, dare I say… incredibly attractive. The way he moved was so fluid and perfect as I swallowed. I hated having these thoughts about someone as horrible as him, but I couldn’t deny how addicting it was to watch him bowl.

“Okay,” I swallowed when Jungkook finished his turn with a spare, 8 and 2. “I think I’ll try it now…”

I looked over at Hoseok and he just gave me a confident smile and a nod. I tried my hardest to copy how fluid and perfect Jungkook’s moves looked, but I spent too much time perfecting my form that when I let go of the ball, it quickly ended up in the gutter.

“Oh, nice try,” Hoseok was really nice about my complete and utter failure as the ball slowly rolled past the pins to be sent back over to us. I turned around with an embarrassed blush on my cheeks as I grabbed the second ball. Chaeyoung smiled and me and gave me a thumbs up as Yoongi sent me a soft smile.

I tried again, and this time, I paid attention to where I was sending the ball. It left my fingers and actually stayed on the alley, curving slightly to the left. I bit my lip and watched as the ball knocked down… 6 pins!

I smiled and turned to Hoseok with an excited look on my face. He looked equally excited as I let my excitement take over me. I threw my arms around him in a hug he he just softly laughed in my ear.

“Thank you! You’re an awesome teacher!” I bit my lip and pulled away from him to turn around and call out to Taehyung, “Did you see that, Tae?! I hit 6 pins! On my second try!”

Taehyung stood up as I jumped down and rushed over to his side. He gave me thumbs up before patting Jungkook’s back who was sitting down next to him.

“I’m really impressed and proud of you,” he winked before looking down at Jungkook. My eyes followed his as Jungkook moved Taehyung’s hand off of his back. He leaned back in against his seat before looking up at me.

“You still had a gutterball. Don’t forget that,” he almost mumbled as I narrowed my eyes at him.

“I thought it was an awesome first try,” I heard Jennie stick up for me as I smiled and looked her way.

“Thanks,” I replied before I turned to look back Hoseok’s way. I walked back to my group as I sat down next to Yoongi. I looked at him with a smile as he sent one back.

“This is turning out to be more fun than I thought it would be,” I thought out loud as Yoongi nodded.

“I don’t mind bowling. It isn’t my favorite, but I enjoy playing it,” he responded as my eyes caught sight of Hoseok.

“What about you, Hoseok?” I asked as he looked up at the two of us, “Do you like to bowl?”

He just nodded and glanced at Chaeyoung who scored an 8 and 1. “It’s fun. I really like watching people bowl more than I like bowling myself.”

“Really?” I asked as Yoongi got up to take his turn to bowl. Chaeyoung sat down beside me to jump into the conversation. “I guess if you’re watching someone that knows what they’re doing, it’s pretty fun.”

“Are you guys talking about Jungkook?” Chaeyoung jumped in a leaned forward so that the group behind us didn’t hear, “He looked so hot up there when he scored that strike.”

“He’s really good,” Hoseok laughed at the way Chaeyoung worded her sentence, “He and Taehyung are the ones who are mainly in competition when it comes to who’s going to win.”

“Well if I end up being the lowest score, I wouldn’t mind buying him a drink,” she smirked as I smacked her in the arm. I sent her a dirty look as she held up her hands as sigh of surrender, “I’m not being serious! You know that I like Jimin.”

I looked away from her as Yoongi walked back from his turn. Hoseok just laughed as he stood up to grab a bowling ball.

“Yoongi,” Chaeyoung spoke as he sat down in the seats across from ours. He raised an eyebrow to indicate that he heard her, “what do you think of Ari?”

I choked on my own spit at her blunt question as I turned around to pretend to not be there. My eyes caught sight of Jungkook’s as I gave him a questioning look. Was he listening to us?

“What do you mean?” Yoongi asked with an embarrassed look on his face. I refused to look his way, but I did look away from Jungkook as I turned around and stared at the bowling ball contraption in between the seats.

“Do you like RaeAri?” she bluntly asked as I was ready to reach for her neck and lightly strangle her. “And I mean like you would a girlfriend, none of that friend crap.”

I could feel Yoongi’s eyes on me as I watched Hoseok finish up his second frame. He turned around after getting a spare, and a smile appeared on his face.

I sprang up out of my seat and scrambled to get my bowling ball as I passed by Hoseok on my way up.

…

We finished out the first game, and to no one’s surprise, Jungkook won and I had the lowest score. I felt relief wash over me as we weren’t counting this round.

It didn’t take long for us to start the second game, and silence was mostly enveloping Yoongi and I. He and Chaeyoung had finished their conversation before I got back, and I didn’t dare to ask what had been said. I was sure that Chaeyoung would have already told me if things went well.

Jungkook disappeared for a good few minutes to cause his group to have to wait for him while my group continued to play ahead. We started to get a good two frames ahead, and by the time we hit the start of the third frame past theirs, we decided to paused until Jungkook came out of hiding.

Jimin walked over to talk with Chaeyoung and Yoongi as I walked over to sit with Taehyung. Hoseok followed me to Taehyung’s side as we just sat and had some small talk. I watched the interactions between Jennie and Taehyung, but something just felt off. Taehyung seemed to have plenty of interest in Jennie, but her eyes kept wandering off.

I tried to figure out who she was looking at, but I couldn’t figure it out. I started to get a little paranoid that she was looking Hoseok’s way, but that theory fell apart when I spotted Jungkook walking back over to us.

...She was looking at Jungkook?

I felt my stomach drop as I looked at Taehyung who seemed to be having a great time. He was smiling and laughing about something Hoseok said, but both Jennie and I were zoned out.

I saw Jungkook’s eyes meet hers, but his eyes tore away only seconds later. I noticed his walk was unsteady, and it didn’t take me long to realize where he had been.

I stood up and rushed up to him before he fully got to his group. He looked at me with a confused look for a couple seconds before he glanced at Jennie.

“Look Jungkook, I know you’re at least tipsy,” I whispered as he looked at me with a look as if he was about to fight me, but he stayed quiet. “I know I’ve said a lot of things about you and Jennie, but this seriously isn’t funny. Taehyung really likes her.”

“I know that,” Jungkook spat as he grumbled and took a deep breath, “God she’s so damn hot still…”

“I swear, Jungkook” I felt panic rise into my voice as his eyes looked over at Jennie again, “You’ve said all this stuff about not touching her because Taehyung likes her now.”

“But she’s just…” Jungkook took a deep breath, “She still likes me… I didn’t like she would still…”

I tried my hardest to hold back the urge to slap him in the face as he looked back at me. His eyes pierced into mine as I grabbed his arm and started to pull him back to the concessions.

“I’ll take a water,” I spoke as I kept a death grip on Jungkook’s arm. I was not about to let this mess of a person anywhere near Jennie in his current state.

The man behind the counter handed me a bottle as I handed him the money. It cost me an arm and a leg for that bottle, but I’d do anything if it meant that Jungkook wasn’t going to ruin Taehyung’s night.

“Drink this,” I ordered as I forced him to sit down at one of the two person tables they had placed around the concession stand. Jungkook listened to me as he downed almost half the bottle in less than three seconds.

“God, why are you so damn annoying,” he spoke as I grabbed the water from him out of slight anger, “There is a hot girl in there, a girl who I still really like, and she’s interested in me, too! I thought she didn’t ever want anyone like me again!”

“Jungkook, you may be a douchebag, but do you really want to hurt your best friend again?” I scolded as he looked into my eyes, “You promised him you wouldn’t flirt with her.”

“I’m not gonna flirt with her,” Jungkook narrowed his eyes, “I’m going to fuck her.”

I took a deep breath and looked at Jungkook with the most disappointed and hurt look that I could ever display. His words hurt me, even, and I wasn’t the one who liked Jennie.

“Go to hell, Jungkook,” I spat before opening the water bottle and pouring the rest of the water on his head. The look on his face tore me up as I threw the bottle at him for good measure. Maybe spending $5 on a bottle of water was worth it if I got to do that to him.

“Ari,” he called out to me as I started to walk away. I could feel tears building up in my eyes as his hand grabbed my wrist to stop me from walking, “Stop storming away like that.”

I spun around and took a deep breath. I tried my hardest to keep the tears from spilling from my eyes, but it wasn’t long before they were streaming down my face, anyway.

“I don’t have anything to say to the likes of you,” I spat as Jungkook’s eyes widened sadly. He watched the tears roll down my cheeks, and I violently wiped them away. I was dying to spin around and run off into the bathroom, but he wasn’t having that. He grabbed onto my other arm to secure me to him.

“Don’t look at me like that,” he spoke as I narrowed my eyes through my tears. He swallowed and reached up to try and wipe a tear that had just left my eye. I shoved his hand away and yanked my other hand out of his hold.

“I want you out of my apartment,” I spoke with a broken voice as he took a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling, “If you sleep with Jennie, I’m sure Taehyung would help you pack so that he never has to see you again.”

“I’m not going to sleep with Jennie,” he spoke with a shaky voice as I noticed a tear slip from his eyes. I didn’t know how to feel as he quickly wiped it away and pretended it was never there. “And I’m not moving out.”

“Why the hell not?” I took a step closer to him as he swallowed and reached out to touch my hand. I flinched at the touch, but I didn’t find myself pulling away.

“I’d-”

“Ari?”

I turned and pulled my hand out of Jungkook’s as I spotted Chaeyoung and Taehyung walking in our direction. Chaeyoung rushed up to me as Taehyung swallowed with a wide eyed look.

“Let’s run to the bathroom,” she nodded as I just followed her lead. I didn’t want to talk to Taehyung right now, so I was just going to leave Jungkook to explain everything to him.

Chaeyoung and I were soon standing in the hallway to the bathrooms, but we didn’t actually go in.

“What happened?” Chaeyoung looked incredibly concerned as my tears came to a slow stop. I took a deep breath to try and fully calm down, but it was really hard. I got really worked up back there…

“Jungkook and Jennie used to date when they were in high school. Taehyung currently likes Jennie, but I caught Jennie giving Jungkook more attention than she was Taehyung. Jungkook then ran off and got drunk so that he would have the “confidence” to do something so horrible to Taehyung.”

My voice shook as I paused and violently closed my eyes and shook my head, “I got so mad because he told me he wanted to not just flirt with her despite promising not to, he wanted to have sex with her.”

“Wow,” Chaeyoung sighed and shook her head while scrunching up her nose.

“It infuriated me, upset me even, that he even said that. I poured a water bottle on his head and ran off, but he followed me to try and, I don’t know, I guess apologize? I told him that I wanted him to move out, but he said that he didn’t want to. I don’t understand why…”

Chaeyoung stayed quiet as I looked over at her. It was weird that she wasn’t ranting about him to help me feel better… It made me worry that something had happened to her to make her upset as well.

“This is probably a really bad time to tell you this,” Chaeyoung swallowed and stared at the ground, probably because she was afraid of how I was about to react to her news.

“But I talked to Yoongi, as you already kinda know,” she took a deep breath, “I couldn’t actually talk about it until you ran off just now, but I just want you to know that Yoongi and Jimin now know the truth that you and Jungkook never dated.”

“Okay,” I shrugged and tried to laugh off my nerves, “You were starting to scare me there!”

“I’m not done,” she glanced up at me as I felt my muscles stiffen up at her look, “I talked to Yoongi about it, and keep in mind that Hoseok was also hearing this conversation. I wanted to talk to Yoongi without Hoseok there, but Yoongi insisted that Hoseok hear what he had to say as well.”

“Well? Just tell me already,” I felt my nerves cause my stomach to churn uncomfortably, “You’re killing me.”

“Yoongi doesn’t like you like that,” she said bluntly, but I could tell she was only just starting, “He told me that he did like you at one point, and he was even interested on asking you out on a date before Jungkook showed up in your life. But… once he met Jungkook and saw the two of you together, he decided he didn’t want to make an enemy of you if the two of you didn’t work out.”

She swallowed and looked up at me to see my unchanging expressions. I didn’t even know what to begin thinking learning all this, and she didn’t seem to be done talking.

“When I told him and Jimin that you and Jungkook weren’t actually ex’s, Yoongi looked at Hoseok and told him to stay away from you. At first I thought he was implying that he actually did want to ask you out and didn’t want Hoseok as competition… But when Hoseok asked his reasoning for saying that…”

I leaned in closer to coax Chaeyoung to finish. She looked incredibly uncomfortable while trying to think of how to word her next information.

“But instead, he explained that you already have feelings for Jungkook. He told Hoseok that he’d be wasting his time on you because you already belong to Jungkook.”

“What?” I yelled as my eyes went from nervous to enraged. Yoongi told the guy I was supposed to be having a date with that I belong to another man?

“Wait! He said that the reason he felt that way was because you ditched the two of them to run off with drunk Jungkook.” Chaeyoung continued as I shook my head and rushed out of the hallway. I spotted Hoseok and Yoongi talking with Jimin as my eyes narrowed. I was ready to kill that tiny excuse of a man!

Chaeyoung grabbed my arm to stop me from storming up to them, but nothing was stopping me. Jungkook was ruining my life and I’m sick of it!

I slowed down my pace when I say that I attracted the attention of Yoongi and Jimin. Hoseok soon turned around and caught sight of me as I felt my throat almost close up on me. I didn’t realize that I still looked like I had been crying until all three of them gave me a look of worry.

“I ran off with Jungkook because I love my brother and didn’t want Jungkook to hurt him again,” I spat out as I realized how out of breath I felt. It felt like Jungkook had punched me in the gut as I tried to defend myself.

“Jungkook’s still hung up on Jennie, and he was about to waltz on over here and sweep her away from him and embarrass him. If I hadn’t stopped him then no one would have.” My hands were shaking as Yoongi stood up and walked up to me with a sorry look on his face.

“I don’t understand why you had to say that,” I shook my head at Yoongi as he continued walking up to me.

“Ari, everyone’s looking,” Yoongi softly spoke as I felt frustration build up in my chest, “can we do this outside?”

“No,” I shook my head as Yoongi sighed and grabbed my arm. I didn’t try to protest as Chaeyoung and Hoseok both watched us walk out of the building.

“I don’t understand, Yoongi,” I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down a little bit. I was being pathetic enough, and I did not want to start bawling in front of him.

“I’m sorry, Ari. I crossed a line, I know,” he took a deep breath and grabbed my hand to try and calm me down, “I shouldn’t have said that to Hoseok. It was really selfish of me.”

“Well apologies can’t fix all your problems,” I sniffed as I looked away from him. “I really thought that you liked me at least a little bit… I just…”

Yoongi gave me an apologetic look, “I didn’t want Chaeyoung to say all of that to you…”

“Well she did,” I swallowed and dared myself to look into his eyes, “Jungkook and I have never been together and there are no underlying feelings there. Does me saying that change anything?”

Yoongi didn’t break my stare as his hand tightened around mine. “Let’s try something.”

I looked at him with an expectant look as I waited for him to continue. Did he want to at least try a relationship with me?

I jumped when Yoongi leaned forward, and without warning, his lips were pressed to mine. I felt my nerves spike as I realized that Yoongi swept in and stole my first kiss with no warning.

The feeling was certainly weird and foreign, and my mind didn’t know what to think. He didn’t kiss me for long as I felt him start to pull away from me. I took a deep breath to catch all the breath that he had just knocked out of me.

“Ari,” he whispered as he looked down instead of at me, “I want you to tell me, did you feel anything from that?”

I swallowed and slowly started realizing what he was doing. I wasn’t surprised that this was what his plan was, but I was surprised that he was making me realize that he was right.

“It just felt like you pressed your lips to mine,” I admitted as a sad smile appeared on his face.

“See? We’re just not… meant for each other. I do love you, but you’re like my best friend… not my girlfriend.” Yoongi explained as I just nodded in agreement. He was right. I was so blinded by the idea of having a boyfriend that I was trying to push something that just wasn’t meant to be.

“You’re right,” I nodded and swallowed as I looked behind Yoongi. I noticed Chaeyoung and Jimin looking out one of the doors at us as I sighed and rolled my eyes. Yoongi turned around to spot them as well, and we both laughed.

“Let’s get back inside. I’ll talk to Hoseok for you, okay?” he reassured as I smiled and nodded. It felt good that he was going to fix the mistake that he made, but my mind started to wander to the thoughts that had been bothering me in the dark and forgotten corners of my mind.

If Yoongi was right about me and him, then…

No. He was definitely wrong about Jungkook and I. Definitely.

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A/N: Having to break the chapter here was so hard for me because I wanted to post the whole bowling alley section at once... It kills me to make you guys wait, but if I don’t allow myself more time to write more content, I’ll have nothing to post!! Dx

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Oh God,, I am so so so in love with knives!! 😍😍 ur works are amazing. I really can't move on from this.. Keep up ur good work dear author 💜💜💜

Thank you!!! I’m so sorry about the lack of updates; life has just been too crazy for me to have the chance to write anything! Hopefully I can post more in the story very soon!

Omg knives was so good I was really angry with jungkook but I'm such a softie I was hoping that the me and him would end up together haha! But it was really good! Omg

Ikr, I freaking love Jungkook so much so it killed me writing this. I’m considering writing and posting a part two if I think it works, but I don’t know what’ll end up happening there...

Didn’t Ask For This Pt 3 (Roommate!JK x OC)

A/N: So I have a whole lot more written in this than I realized so I thought I would make another post!

Summary: “I didn’t know you hated me so much,” he spoke as he grabbed my wrist and once again turned me around to face him, “and quite honestly, I don’t think I’ve done anything horrible enough for you to hate me to the degree that you do.” “You say that like the hate isn’t mutual,” I remarked as he shook his head. There was a bitter smile on his face as he took a deep breath, “I think you are quite honestly one of the worst human beings I’ve had to come in contact with.”

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Walking into the apartment was incredibly awkward as I was met with Jungkook and Taehyung getting ready to boot up a game on their xBox. It was a game that I had no interest in, of course, and I wasn’t complaining since I was dying to just wall myself up in my room again.

“Hey Ari, how was work?” Taehyung asked as I just rushed through the living room.

“Fine,” I spoke as I walked through the hallway and closed the door to my room very violently. It wasn’t exactly my intention to slam the door, but it happened and I couldn’t do anything to fix it. I knew the slam was going to prompt Taehyung to come back here and try to talk to me…

“Ari?” I heard him knock on my door before opening it slightly, “What’s wrong?”

I sat down on my bed and took a deep breath. I didn’t want to bother Taehyung about the drama that I caused at work, and I certainly didn’t want him to bring Jungkook in here whether it be to apologize or not.

“Nothing. I didn’t mean to slam the door,” I responded as I started to gather a change of clothes, “I’m going to change. You go have fun with your game.”

I looked over at Taehyung as I noticed the worry in his eyes. He didn’t voice anything out loud as he just nodded and slowly began closing the door behind him.

“Okay, tell me about it when you’re ready to, then.”

My door closed as I felt my heart twist in my chest. Taehyung was always the best older brother. He always listened when I needed an ear and he was always standing up for me in school when things would get out of hand. He was thoughtful most of the time, and even when he made selfish decisions, he tried to make it up to me.

I didn’t like the fact that I wasn’t talking Taehyung’s ear off like I would have been if Jungkook weren’t here. Why does that guy have to be such a confusing jerk? One moment he’s just a jerk who loved teasing me, and the next moment he’s throwing real and hurtful insults my way. He was very good at the hurtful insults, and my soft side seemed to always fall apart at what horrible things he’d say to me.

I was not going to just let myself sit in my room and sulk over the fact that Jungkook had been slowly ruining my life in a million different ways, and I felt helpless in being able to stop him.

I just wish we could hate each other in silence. I would much rather never talk to him rather than bickering all day long.

I could hear Jungkook and Taehyung laughing in the living room as I took a deep breath. Why couldn’t Jungkook be tolerable? I would kill to be the one laughing and having fun with my brother…

I feel like such a grade schooler when Jungkook’s around. Why does he bring out such an immature side of me? Does he just know how to push all the wrong buttons?

I took a deep breath and felt sudden confidence and determination hit me. Jungkook and Taehyung had been here less than a week and I was not going to let this misery continue. I was going to force myself around the two of them and try my hardest to have fun.

I might have a huge grudge against Jungkook, but I had to accept the fact that he was a part of my life for the next few months. If I just… pretend to get along with him than maybe that’ll make this summer go by quicker.

I found myself opening my door as I walked slowly into the living room. I may have been determined to come in and try and get along, but the thought still terrified me.

I walked into the living room and sat down on the smaller couch as Jungkook glanced at me out of the corner of his eyes. The two stayed focused on the game to make sure that they didn’t lose, but there was no question that they noticed my sudden and silent appearance.

I got myself in a comfortable position as I laid down the best I could and watched the TV. They were playing a multiplayer shooter, but I couldn’t tell you what game it was.

Taehyung yelled in anger as Jungkook shouted in excitement.

“How did you know I was there?!” Taehyung cried as he turned to Jungkook and knocked him in the shoulder. Jungkook just shrugged and laughed, not saying a word in reply.

“You’re screen cheating,” Taehyung glared as Jungkook just laughed and shook his head.

“Where’s your proof?” he raised his eyebrows as Taehyung just sighed and popped his neck.

“Oh you’re on, Jeon.”

I felt myself smiling at how serious Taehyung looked as the two of them continued on with their game. I may have not been involved, but it was nice to be present. Spending the last few days walled up in my room to be away from Jungkook wasn’t fun in the slightest.

“Gotcha!” Taehyung laughed in excitement as he dropped his controller on the couch and wrapped an arm around Jungkook’s neck, “I can definitely cheat better than you can.”

“Debatable,” Jungkook laughed as I noticed his eyes glance my way for a few seconds. Was I making him uncomfortable? Why does he keep glancing my way? “Should we play something else?”

Taehyung sighed and nodded, “Yeah, This game is only so fun for so long.” He glanced at me as he took the disk out the the console, “Do you want to play Ari?”

“Oh, no,” I shook my head as both boys were looking my way, “I’m fine.”

Jungkook continued eyeing me curiously, and I was holding back a smile. I like how confused he seemed to be at my actions.

“Suit yourself,” Taehyung spoke as he pulled out his selection of games, “Jungkook, did you forget to pack Overwatch?”

“Uh, yeah,” Jungkook grimaced as Taehyung frowned, “I didn’t bring my xBox stuff down here so I didn’t think about putting it in your bag.”

“Well shoot,” he mumbled, “I might just drive up there to get it…”

“Seriously Taehyung?” I laughed as I pulled my phone out to scroll through my feed, “You’d make a four hour drive just for a video game?”

“Overwatch is fun, okay?” Taehyung laughed as I shook my head. He wasn’t actually going to drive and get that game. He would just buy it again before he’d waste his time like that.

…

I got up from the couch to grab a drink as I heard someone get up from the couch and follow me into the tiny hallway of a kitchen. I turned to see Jungkook, and he looked almost uncomfortable. He seemed like he was trying to say something, but he never actually did.

I turned to him and took a deep breath. “Do you want a gatorade? Blue or orange?”

“Orange,” he replied as I pulled one out of the fridge and handed it to him. He hesitated to take it as I just looked at him with a raised brow.

“Did you want two?” I asked as he looked away and just shook his head. He fled the room in silence as I just felt a sense of satisfaction. It felt better to be the bigger person. Bickering was so immature…

I noticed that if I didn’t initiate any arguing then neither did Jungkook. It was hard to accept the fact that I was the problem between the two of us, but that just meant it would be an easy fix. Maybe I should just be indifferent to him from now on. It’s kept him quiet like I was wishing in the first place.

This was the way we could silently hate each other. It was a nice, civil, and mutual hatred.

…

The rest of the night was fairly civil as we all sat around the same dinner table and seemed to get along. I had made some spaghetti for the three of us while the two of them sat in the living room playing one of their games.

The table was mostly silent until Jungkook broke the silence, “Hey Tae, how was your shift today? That was today, right?”

Taehyung nodded as I moved my eyes to him. “I didn’t know you started your new job today!”

“It was pretty awesome, actually. I’m working with one of your old girlfriends from high school, Jennie. She’s still as hot as ever,” Taehyung smirked as I rolled my eyes. Jungkook smiled and leaned toward Taehyung at the mention of Jennie.

“Is she?” he seemed genuinely interested as I found myself growing less and less interested in this conversation. “She’s probably the only ex that I don’t regret dating. I’d date her again, actually.”

“Too bad she dumped your ass,” Taehyung smiled as Jungkook sent him a deadpanned look. Taehyung just cleared his throat before looking down at his food, “Sorry, Kook. I won’t flirt with her or anything.”

Jungkook sighed and shook his head before glancing my way for a split second. I was not about to give any input into this conversation. If I said something, it would spark an argument that would go all night long…

...But at his little glance, I felt myself dying to say something in response. I was having a very hard time keeping my rude comments to myself.

Even Taehyung looked my way before Jungkook finally spoke up in response. “No, you can flirt with her. It’s been a few years and I’m over it. Just don’t go rubbing anything in my face.”

“But really. Tae,” I found myself giving in to my urges. I just couldn’t help it; the opportunity was screaming at me! “Why would you want anyone that this guy has dated? Knowing him, he’d coax them into his bed when you’re not around.”

“I’m not that kind of person,” Jungkook jumped to his own defense. He definitely seemed ready for any insults I spat out because of how fast he had the response out of his mouth.

“For some reason, I can’t really believe that,” I sent him a look of fake confusion, “I wonder what would lead me to doubt you?”

“You really like blowing everything out of proportion, don’t you?” Jungkook creased his eyebrows, a look that made him look slightly angrier that he already seemed to be.

“I have to agree with that statement,” Taehyung chimed in as I snapped my eyes in his direction. He immediately held up his hands and sent me a nervous smile, “But I mean it out of love.”

“Well I can safely say that I don’t.” Jungkook shoved his plate away from himself, “Also, this spaghetti is horrible. The sauce is like water. Didn’t you just get this out of a can? How do you screw up canned spaghetti sauce?”

“I think my spaghetti is fine!” I defended as I looked Taehyung’s way, “Right?” Taehyung stayed quiet as my jaw dropped. The spaghetti tasted fine! What was their problem?!

“I could make better spaghetti in my sleep,” Jungkook added as he moved his plate more into my space across from him, “You can eat the rest of my portion. I can’t stomach any more of this.”

“No, I will not take anything that has touched your mouth in any way. You’re going to eat your food like the rest of us.” I snapped back as Jungkook just stared me down with an intensity that sent chills down my spine.

All I had to do was not say anything and none of this would have happened.

“I’m just gonna heat up some pizza rolls,” Jungkook mumbled as he got up from the table and walked into the kitchen. I looked over at Taehyung and he was looking down at his food sadly.

“Is it really that bad?” I felt my insecurity getting the best of me as Taehyung looked up at me with slightly wide eyes.

“No, no,” he shook his head and reached out to grab my hand and softly run his thumb along the top of it, “It really tastes fine. I just think he’s pissed over your comment.”

“I don’t understand why,” I mumbled so that I was sure he didn’t hear me, “He just seems like the cheating type, whether he’s the one cheating or sleeping with a girl who’s cheating.”

“It’s just a sore subject, Ari,” Taehyung sent me a sad smile, “When it comes to his sex life, just stay quiet about it, okay?”

I felt my face heat up as I looked away from Taehyung, “You make it sound like he’s traumatized or something.”

“Just,” Taehyung took a deep breath and sighed, “Just don’t bring it up, okay?”

I swallowed and looked down at Jungkook’s plate that was only half eaten, “I’m not going to listen to you unless you tell me why.”

Taehyung was silent for several seconds before I looked over at him with curious eyes. His mood had shifted significantly as I noticed his strong discomfort. What exactly happened?

“Tae…” I spoke softly as he squeezed my hand without looking at me.

“I don’t want to tell you just yet. If I promise to tell you when I’m ready, will you stay quiet about it?”

I wanted to refuse his proposal because I do not have any patience when it comes to Jungkook… but something told me this wasn’t just about Jungkook. Judging from Taehyung’s body language and words, this situation also had a lot to do with him.

Did Jungkook hurt Taehyung somehow? Maybe he slept with a girl Taehyung liked?

I felt myself sighing and nodding. I couldn’t believe that I was giving in, but Taehyung made it really hard to be persistent.

“Alright,” I nodded in agreement as Taehyung sighed and sent me a smile.

“Thanks, Ari,” he released my hand and picked up his fork, “Honestly, I really like this spaghetti. I feel like it would be restaurant grade if we both tried to make the sauce from scratch next time.”

I felt a smile form on my face as I bit my lip excitedly. Any chance I get to spend with Taehyung I would gladly take. He’s the only person who’s kept me sane all these years.

“I would really like that,” I nodded as we both went back to eating the food in front of us. Only seconds later, Jungkook walked back into the living room/ dining room hybrid and to my surprise, he actually came back to sit at the table with us. Everyone was incredibly silent as we all ate the food in front of us.

I held back the urge to glare at Jungkook over the whole spaghetti issue, and he pretended like I wasn’t even at the table any more.

“Jungkook, where is it that you’re working?” Taehyung broke the silence as I felt my stomach drop to my feet. “I don’t think you ever told me.”

“Oh,” He looked up and I noticed a hint of a smirk on his face, “I started at the movie theater today.”

I looked over at Taehyung as he processed what Jungkook had just said. At first he was nodding in understanding, and it wasn’t long before his eyes widened a comical amount.

“Of all places, you’re working at the movie theater?” He sounded almost upset, but I knew better than to think that. Taehyung hasn’t gotten angry at Jungkook the entirety of their stay, so why would this make him mad?

“You took the words right out of my mouth,” I commented as Jungkook sighed. He still didn’t look my way, and I could tell he was trying his best to ignore me.

“They’re the only place that called me back,” Jungkook defended, but Taehyung didn’t like his answer.

“But why did you apply to the theater? I told you not to,” Taehyung started to get upset and I couldn’t help but feel very confused. Why was this the line that Taehyung had set? He can insult me in my own home and fill my fridge with all kinds of junk, but the minute he works the same job as me, it’s crossing a line? Am I missing something?

“I couldn’t remember where you said she worked, so I ended up applying anyway. It didn’t occur to me until last night when I asked you where she works.” Jungkook explained, but Taehyung wasn’t having it. He rubbed his forehead with the palm of his hand, and I could tell he was trying to calm himself down.

“Ari, could you give us a minute?”

I felt my eyes widen as I looked at Taehyung. He had a scarily serious look on his face as I reached out to grab my plate.

“Uh, sure…” I picked up my plate and slid out of my seat, “I’ll just go eat in my room…”

Of course I was definitely going to eavesdrop on their conversation from the end of the hallway. I ran and sat my plate down on my bed before going into the hallway and leaning against the wall to make myself comfortable.

“What the hell are you doing?” Taehyung asked as Jungkook was quick to respond.

“Look Taehyung, I know this looks bad but I swear that I didn’t realize your sister worked there when I applied. I don’t want you to get any wrong ideas-”

“Jungkook, I want you to look at me right now and tell me that you aren’t trying to make any moves on my sister.”

“You know damn well I’m not-”

“Jungkook, I know you. I know how you are around girls you like and don’t like, and I hate that I can’t figure it out when it comes to Ari. I’d rather you hate her than have any feelings for her.”

“Tae, I swear I don’t like your sister. She’s an insufferable bitch, but she’s a whole lot of fun to tease.”

“So there’s no underlying feelings behind the teasing?” Taehyung sounded relieved as I felt myself right alongside him. Jungkook liking me? That was hysterical! It must have been delusion that made Taehyung see anything other than hate from that guy.

“There isn’t. I won’t touch your sister, okay? I may have done some scummy things to you in the past, but I wouldn’t dare touch your family.”

“You did sleep with my cousin two years ago.”

Which cousin?! Now I was dying to ask, but I wasn’t supposed to be hearing this conversation… My curiosity is going to kill me… Either that or I’ll end up blowing my cover by asking Taehyung later on when Jungkook isn’t around.

“...Sorry. I forgot about that.”

“I wish I could forget, but it’s kinda hard when I heard the two of you doing it.”

Oh my God! That would have scarred me for life if I had heard anything like that.

“I know I’ve been a terrible friend, Taehyung. You don’t need to remind me.”

“I just want to make sure that you realize how much you owe me.” Judging from the soft laughs I heard from the two of them, Taehyung’s last words were more of a joke than anything.

I heard chairs being moved as I was quick to rush into my room and swing the door to be slightly cracked. I grabbed my plate of food and ate as much of it as I could to make it look like I had been eating this whole time. I also scrambled for the remote while battling some noodles into my mouth, and I was quick to turn the TV on and open the Netflix app. I didn’t pay for cable, so Netflix was pretty much all I had to watch.

“Ari?” Taehyung knocked on my door a few times as I hurried to start an episode of one of the shows I was rewatching. I swallowed the large bite of noodles and reached for the water bottle I had thankfully left there from the night before.

“Hmm?” I responded as I took a few sips to help the food safely go down.

Taehyung pushed the door open as I looked his way. He stepped inside and then closed the door behind him. He leaned against the door as I looked at him curiously.

“I’m sorry. I’ve forced Jungkook in your life against your will, and now because of me, you not only have to see him at home, but at work as well.” he started with apologies, but I didn’t want them. I wasn’t upset at Taehyung… I could never be truly upset with him. I spend so little time with him anymore, and I can’t waste any of that time wallowing in distaste for him.

“Don’t apologize to me. I don’t need any apologies from you,” I shook my head as his eyebrows creased.

“Well you’re not getting any from Jungkook, so you might as well take mine,” he sadly smiled before walking to sit on the edge of my bed, “I could try to get him a job where I just started so that he’ll be working with me instead of you?”

“Don’t do that,” I shook my head and put my plate of food on the dresser beside me, “I wouldn’t want you risking the job you just got because of me. Jungkook’s a pretty lousy employee.”

Taehyung laughed and shook his head, “He’s really not. If he were that bad, he wouldn’t have been promoted to assistant manager at his last job.”

“Well he’s lousy where I work. He tried to order me around all day and even threatened to go to my boss just because he didn’t like something I told him to do,” I explained as Taehyung smiled and shook his head, “There was another new hire that I trained today as well, and the poor guy had to deal with us bickering back and forth all day. Though, he thinks Jungkook and I are ex’s, and thanks to Jungkook, he’s entertaining the idea.”

Taehyung’s demeanor completely changed yet again at my words as I felt myself regretting telling him those details. I could have left those out and everything would be fine.

“So he’s letting everyone that you work with believe that the two of you used to date?” he asked as I reluctantly nodded. I thought that Taehyung was done with this scary, protective older brother attitude, but here I am forcing it out again.

“W-Well, my friend Chaeyoung knows the truth… so it isn’t everyone,” I mumbled, but I knew my words weren’t helping anything, “Look, Taehyung, you don’t need to worry about me. I can defend myself against his asshole nature.”

At my words, a smile broke into Taehyung’s features. I was more than relieved to see him relaxing more. I didn’t like the scary atmosphere that he was just carrying.

“I love you, Ari,” he wrapped an arm around my shoulders as I leaned my head on his shoulder.

“I love you, too, Tae,” I closed my eyes as I just sat in Taehyung’s arms for several seconds. He placed a soft kiss on the top of my head as I sighed and smiled.

Taehyung pulled away from me and stood up from my bed, “I’m gonna hit the shower before bed, so I’ll see you in the morning.”

I nodded and slightly waved him out before grabbing my food that was getting really cold, “Goodnight, Tae.”

“Goodnight,” he opened the door and turned to me one more time, poking his head through the door that he was about to pull closed. “Also, the cousin was Hyomin.”

My eyes slightly widened in confusion before my cheeks heated up. He sent me a wink before closing the door, leaving me in silence. He was a lot more intuitive than I gave him credit for.

::

The next morning was incredibly silent as none of us said anything to each other. I didn’t have to work until 6:00 tonight, and unfortunately for both Jungkook and I, he had the same shift as me. To make everything even better, Taehyung had a morning shift, so he was getting ready to leave in the next few minutes. This would be the first time Jungkook and I were alone while at home…

It’s not like we couldn’t stay walled up in our rooms all day, but the thought of trying to avoid him was so exhausting. I’d rather have it out with him all day, honestly.

“Please don’t kill each other today,” Taehyung called as he was on his way out the door. I rolled my eyes and waved his way.

“No promises,” I smiled as he disappeared behind the door. I turned around after Taehyung left and was met with a wet-haired Jungkook. He was wearing his usual lounge outfit, a white t-shirt and sweatpants, and he was still trying to dry his hair with one of my towels when I spotted him.

His eyes met mine, only to break away a few seconds later. I noticed his eyes shamelessly run up and down my body as I felt my face heat up. Why was he checking me out?

“You should probably wear more clothes. You’ve gotta remember, you live with two guys.” He nonchalantly spoke as my jaw dropped.

“What, are you trying to say that you’re tempted to make a move on me?” I raised an eyebrow, “Because I thought you found me revolting.”

“I do,” he scoffed and threw the wet towel he was using at me, “Which is why you need more clothes on. I don’t want to see that much of you.”

I felt my face turn red, and I couldn’t tell if it was out of anger or embarrassment.

“Be careful, Jeon, insult me one more time and I’ll strip down to my underwear and walk around like that all day.” I threw the towel back at him as his eyes widened. I noticed him stiffen as I felt my confusion written all over my face. His face started to flush as he tightened his grip on the towel I had thrown his way only seconds ago.

He turned in one fluid motion as he grumbled and stormed off into his room. “Please don’t bother me,” He spoke before slightly slamming the door behind him. I felt my curiosity get the best of me as I walked toward the door. Why’d he run off so quickly? We were literally mid-argument!

I couldn’t hear anything except for shuffling as I took a deep breath and shrugged it off. It’s not like I wanted to argue with him, so why was I being so curious?

I pushed myself away from the door and walked toward the bathroom slowly, still keeping my eye on the door to his room. Maybe it was best for me to not figure out what made him so eager to run off.

I stepped into the bathroom that he had just finished using as I decided now would be a good time for a shower. It should help get the last few moments out of my head…

I turned the water on to the shower and took a deep breath and started stripping down. I started playing my last words to him through my mind, and the more I thought on them, the more embarrassed I became. Did I really threaten him by saying I would walk around practically naked?

I was just asking for a horndog like himself to jump me for something meaningless. Why did I say that? Now I’ve put thoughts in his head that I would kill him for having thought of on his own.

I shook my head and turned around to look at myself in the mirror. There’s nothing wrong with the way I look… why was Jungkook so offended at my shorts and tank top? And it wasn’t like I wasn’t wearing a bra under my tank top!

“Stop thinking about it,” I mumbled to myself before finally stripping the rest of my clothes off and hopping into the shower to wash away all the thoughts that I wanted out of my head.

…

I opened the door to the bathroom after getting ready for the day, and I slightly jumped when I spotted Jungkook standing in the hallway. He was mid-step when he paused to look my way. I felt the tension hanging in the air as I took a deep breath and looked away. I walked out of the bathroom and started searching for what I could eat for lunch.

Jungkook walked past the kitchen and I heard him plop down on one of the couches in the living room. He turned on the TV and I could hear the sound of the Wii menu music coming from the TV.

I walked out of the kitchen and poked my head into the living room, jumping when Jungkook’s eyes met mine.

“Where you wanting to play?” His eyebrows raised as I felt skepticism take over my thoughts. Why did he decide to play the Wii over his xBox games?

“I’m just surprised is all,” I mumbled before rushing back into the kitchen to continue with my food hunt. If he was trying some cheap tactics to play some cruel trick on me, I wasn’t about to just walk into it.

I grabbed one of my salad trays that I had picked up from Walmart several days before. I like fresh salad much better, of course, but I was too lazy to make it myself.

I took the tray with me to the dining table as I took a deep breath. I needed to try my best to ignore Jungkook’s existence, but hearing the Wii Sports theme coming from the TV was making it very hard for me.

How did he know I really liked playing Wii Sports?

I continued to watched him from the corner of my eye as he started a solo game of bowling. I couldn’t help but remember what Taehyung had said about Jungkook being really good at bowling in real life. Surely I’d still be able to beat him at Wii Sports bowling… I’ve been undefeated among all my friends and family.

Jungkook looked my way every once in a while; and every time, he caught me staring. I couldn’t help but wonder if he was any good or not!

“If you want to play, just say so,” Jungkook slightly smirked as I took a deep breath and angrily shoveled some lettuce into my mouth. I didn’t justify him with a response as he just looked back at the TV and continued smiling.

“Yes!” He cheered as I snapped my head in the direction of the TV. He had gotten a strike on his second frame. He didn’t waste any time to look my way, catching my interested and surprised look. The smirk once more appeared as I glared at him and stood up from the table, leaving my salad to be forgotten. It really wasn’t that good, anyway.

“Put me in,” I spoke as Jungkook just laughed and quit his game so that I could play.

“What has you so worked up over this game?” He asked as I made sure to stand as far from him as the Wii sensor would allow me to.

“I just want to prove that I can beat you,” I responded before glancing at Jungkook from the corner of my eye. He was watching me carefully as I sighed and turned on my Wii Remote.

“I don’t know about that,” Jungkook remarked with an amused smile. I just ignored him and finished selecting my mii with the bowling pro status. “Oh, you’ve played this so much that you’re a bowling pro?”

“Do you have a problem with that?” I raised my eyebrows and looked over at him, “Taehyung used to play this with me all the time, so I’m a bowling pro and he’s a tennis pro.”

Jungkook looked back to the TV as we started the game. He was the first one to go as I made sure to watch how he bowled. Not only did he have the perfect stance even for just playing a video game, but he lucked out on getting a strike on his first frame.

“Good luck,” Jungkook winked at me as I scoffed. He’s just trying to start off strong to make me think I don’t have a chance. Well, he’s not going to best me.

“I don’t need it,” I spoke as I swung the remote, watching the virtual ball on the screen. I felt a satisfied smile appear on my face as I also knocked every single pin down. “Looks like you’ve got yourself some competition.”

Jungkook’s eyes slightly narrowed for a few seconds before a smile broke through, “Right back at you.”

…

I swallowed nervously as I looked at the last frame. Jungkook had just finished his last frame with a score of 207. In order for me to beat his score, I would have to get at least two strikes and hit at least 7 pins on the very last frame. I could feel my nerves taking over me as I realized my undefeated record was seriously on the line. No one had come this close to beating me.

Granted, I didn’t play a very good game this time… I’m normally getting 220-250 when I would play with Taehyung…

I held my breath and took my first shot…

Strike!

I took a deep breath as I felt Jungkook’s eyes studying me. I tried not to let him get to me as I glared at the screen. I focused completely in on the TV and swung the Wii remote, glaring daggers at the TV screen.

…

…

9?!

“No!” I cried as Jungkook started laughing. This wasn’t funny! I lost! Even if I hit that last pin, he still got 4 more points than me!

Did I really just lose? I just lost to Jeon Jungkook?

I finished out the game with a spare, but I still lost. Jungkook actually beat me…

“You’re not that bad,” he spoke, but I refused to look his way. I was getting more and more upset over this stupid situation. Why did it upset me so much that he beat me at a video game?

“Yeah, whatever,” I mumbled as I struggled to get the safety band of the Wiimote off my wrist. When it finally slid off, I dropped the controller on the couch and turned around to grab my salad.

“You don’t want to rematch?” He asked. I could tell that he was so proud of himself based on his tone. I didn’t want to be in this room with him any longer.

“And lose again? No thanks.” I snapped.

“So you already know that I’d beat you again?”

I spun around and glared at Jungkook, and he just looked as smug as ever.

“I mean, why wouldn’t you feel that way? I do get an average score of 240 when I go bowling for real. I’d just beat you over and over.” he crossed his arms across his chest as I just stood there and glared at him.

We stood in mutual silence as Jungkook eyed me carefully. I couldn’t figure out if I wanted to run at him and punch him in the gut or just walk away and pretend that he never said anything to me…

“You know what? Fine,” I spoke as I walked back over to Jungkook. This time, I stood as close to the middle of the TV as possible, which is also near where Jungkook was standing. He slightly stiffened at my sudden boldness.

“If you stand any closer to me, I’ll end up hitting you when it’s my turn to bowl,” Jungkook mumbled as I rolled my eyes.

“Fine, then we’ll take turns standing here. Who ever is up to bowl will stand in the middle.” I looked over at him and slightly jumped at how close we were. I looked away and took a step away from him, sitting on the couch to wait for my turn.

…

The game finished out with Jungkook at 221 and my final score was…

“230 baby!” I cheered as Jungkook stayed silent. I turned to him and smirked, placing both my hands on my hips. “Suck on that, Jeon.”

“Don’t get such a big head,” Jungkook grumbled as I continued to smile in satisfactory, “You did lose the first game.”

“I don’t care because in this game I scored higher than the both of us did on the last game. My score even trumps your winning score!” I bit my lip to try and contain some of my excitement. This was a double win in my book.

“Let’s see how you do in actual bowling, then,” Jungkook remarked as I laughed and shook my head.

“I never claimed to be good at real bowling,” I took the Wiimote off of my wrist again and placed it on the coffee table, “I’ve actually never bowled in real life.”

Jungkook stayed silent as I sat down on the couch and turned the Wii off. I looked up at him after he stood still for a little too long, and he just looked down at me. He suddenly plopped down on the couch next to me as I took a deep breath at his close proximity. His cologne was almost suffocating me, and I tried to ignore how much I liked it. I’ll have to sneak through his stuff to see what smell it is, because I would love to have my future boyfriend smell this good…

“Taehyung and I are taking you bowling before this week is over,” he stated with a serious look on his face, “It’s a crime that a bowling pro on Wii Sports hasn’t actually been bowling.”

“It’s not that big a deal,” I looked away from him as his cologne was all I was thinking about. He must have put too much on… But if he did, then why’d I have to get so close to him to smell it? Regardless, I really like the smell…

“You could bring a few friends. It could be fun,” He slightly nudged my elbow with his as I took a deep breath. This was weird. This felt weird in every sense. Jungkook and I weren’t just having a civil conversation, but we were sitting suffocatingly close to each other? What has the world come to?

“I don’t know,” I shook my head, but I found myself liking the idea. I could bring Chaeyoung and maybe even Yoongi…

“Think about it,” he looked my way as I found myself looking in his direction. I don’t know why I felt the need to look at him, because the second our eyes met, I felt my stomach churn. The smell of his cologne once more overtook me as I found myself growing addicted to the smell.

“Maybe it doesn’t sound so bad…” I mumbled as Jungkook smiled and reached up. He placed a hand on my head as I felt my eyes widen and my heart leapt into my throat. What was he doing?!

His hand knocked my head away from his before he stood up and walked in the direction of the kitchen. “You were getting way too close to me.”

“Excuse me? You’re the one who sat down next to me!” I defended myself as I stood up and followed behind him, “I didn’t get any closer to you than you got to me.”

“Oh please,” Jungkook shook his head and opened the fridge, “You were about pressed up against me for some reason.”

“That reason is because you sat down very close to me!” I continued to defend. Jungkook was being ridiculous by trying to pretend like I was the reason that we were that close.

“Why would I do that? I don’t even like standing next to you, so why would I sit next to you? You’re the one who scooted closer to me.”

I stomped up to Jungkook and grabbed his shirt by the back of his shirt collar. He spun around and closed the fridge to glare at me, but even his glare didn’t make me back down.

“Why are you lying? There’s no point in lying to me about something we were both there for.” I glared, intentionally getting up in his face, “The only time I’d get this close to you is if I was mad at you for blatantly lying.”

I tried to ignore how good he smells as he just glared back at me, pushing me away by my shoulders.

“I’m not going to argue with you when I know I’m right,” he spoke, turning back around to continue rummaging through the fridge.

“You’re such a liar,” I mumbled as I gave up. I wasn’t getting anywhere with him, so I might as well leave it where it is.

“I don’t understand why you have to call me a liar when you’re the one lying.”

I took a deep breath and just ignored his words. It was about time for me to keep away from him until I’m forced to be around him later tonight. If I have to spend all day around him, I might lose my mind.

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A/N: Kinda an awkward end but I’m literally falling asleep while writing this. What you see is what you get!

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