Didnt Ask For This Pt 5 (Roommate!JK X OC)

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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⇨ Masterlist ⇦

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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Hello! I'm so incredibly sorry to bother you.. I was just wondering when you have planned to update the 'BTS choose your route' fic? I think it's fantastic so far. :-)

It’s totally fine! I am so sorry for how long it’s been since I’ve posted an update on the CYRS, but my life has literally been a mad house! I just got married a few weeks ago, I’ve been working a new job with longer hours, and life is just now slowing down enough for me to start writing things again. I hope to start posting more in the CYR story soon! I actually have some material to post when I get the time c:

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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part 6 got my heart BEATING ! great job :D

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loved chp 5!! so great and so long thank u for spending so much time working hard on it!!! ur work is not unnoticed or unappreciated!!

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Didn’t Ask For This Pt 1 (Roommate!JK x OC)

A/N: Okay look. I can explain why I’m posting yet again another Jungkook series when I already have two... I just really love this man, okay? No one can stop me!

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.”

6k words | drama ✞ | fluff ♡ | (future) mature themes ✗

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I ran around my apartment like a mad man as I continuously glanced at the clock. I was running out of time very quickly, and I was nowhere near done with everything that I needed done. I had to start choosing between tasks to get done, but I still was running behind.

My brother Taehyung was going to be home in an hour for summer break. Him and one of his college friends were coming back home to stay with me in my three bedroom apartment. I had originally turned down Taehyung’s proposal of staying in the same place for the summer, but I inevitably changed my mind after I realized just how much I missed him being around.

I still wasn’t thrilled about his friend coming to stay with us as well, but they were a package deal. I either agreed to both of them or neither.

“Oh shoot,” I mumbled to myself as I realized I forgot to run and buy food. Those two could just pay for take out or something…

Taehyung was finishing up his third year of college while I was finishing up my first. I had stayed home to go to a local college since tuition is so much more affordable here… That and my grades weren’t good enough to get me into Taehyung’s college.

I didn’t have the worst grades in the world, but I was nowhere near as smart as Taehyung. He was able to get a scholarship to his dream college, and then there’s me who barely got into a smaller college who’s not too picky about grades.

The hour I had left was very quickly over as I felt myself pass out on the couch. I had been cleaning and reorganizing for the last three days to be able to fit the two of them in my spare rooms. I had to go out and buy a bed for the third room so that his friend had a place to sleep, and Taehyung has still not paid me back for the expense.

I jumped up off the couch at the sound of the doorbell as my stomach jumped in excitement. It was finally time. I’d been looking forward to this for the past five months when we first started talking about doing this.

I swung the door open with a smile on my face as I saw Taehyung smiling back at me. I hadn’t seen him since Christmas break, and I was so unbelievably excited to see him again.

“Tae!” I threw my hands around his neck as I pulled him in for a hug. He smiled and laughed in my ear before wrapping one of his arms around me.

“Hey Ari,” he spoke into my hair that was in his face before I pulled away and backed away so that he could walk in. Once Taehyung pulled his bags and such through the door, I noticed the friend that Taehyung had brought. It didn’t take me more than a second for my eyes to widen as I spun around and glared at Taehyung.

He failed to mention that this “college friend” was his friend from high school, Jeon Jungkook. I never really talked with the guy because he always thought he was better than me just because he was older, but I will never forgive the jerk for what he did to one of my old high school friends.

It was our sophomore year and their senior year. I saw Jungkook all the time in the halls, and my friend Soomin would always gush over how “hot” he was. She smiled at him every time he passed us in the halls, but he pretended like he never saw us.

I just thought he was cold and uninterested, but he crossed a line one day during lunch when he practically announced that he and Soomin had sex a couple days prior. I don’t know what his problem was or why he felt the need to shout that to the heavens, but after he did, everyone called her the class slut. That name followed her until we graduated, and she never had a boyfriend for the rest of our high school career because of the rumors people mercilessly spread about her.

Some of the rumors were dumb like that she was pregnant with his kid, but most of them were insanely hurtful to her. People insisted that Jungkook would drive down just to screw her since he “knew she was easy.”

When he was still attending the school, he didn’t do a thing to stop the rumors. He acted as if he never said anything about her at all. I never understood what truly happened between the two of them, but I never forgave him for ruining her high school career.

“Sorry for lying, Ari,” Taehyung scratched the back of his head, “I knew you wouldn’t agree if I told you the friend was Jungkook.”

I put a hand to my forehead as I felt the beginnings of a headache. “That was real low of you, Tae.”

“I can hear you guys,” Jungkook spoke as he walked through the door, “Besides, I don’t even know what the big deal is. Why do you hate me so much? Taehyung doesn’t even know.”

I looked over at the boy and raised my eyebrows. My headache slowly increased in pain as I looked at him. “Does the name Jung Soomin mean anything to you?”

“Oh!” Taehyung’s eyes widened as Jungkook also came to the realization, “I forgot that the two of you were friends. How is she?”

I glared at Taehyung and turned around to gather my thoughts. I was supposed to be having some fun with my brother whom I haven’t seen in forever, yet here I am, upset over him lying to me.

“I haven’t talked to her in a couple months,” I started before I spun around again and tried my best to not glare daggers into Jungkook, “But I will tell you that you ruined her life for the last years of high school. Everyone called her a slut and easy. They even would claim that you would hit her up all the time for a quick one.”

Jungkook looked down and scratched the back of his head in discomfort. I glanced at Taehyung as he just stood there with his mouth slightly ajar.

“Like what possessed you to do something so shallow? Did it even happen? She would never confirm or deny it when I’d ask.” I turned back to Jungkook as he leaned against his luggage by his side.

“Well yeah, it happened.” he didn’t really say anything more as I just looked at him expectantly. Was that all he could say? I asked him multiple questions, not just the one…

“And?” I leaned toward him as he just continued to look anywhere but at me. “Why’d you do it? What could she have possibly done to deserve that?”

Taehyung cleared his throat and scratched his head before trying to change the subject, “It’s been a while. I’m sure he doesn’t remember. Why don’t we go settle in before deciding on dinner?”

I glared at Taehyung as he rushed off and ran into the room that was going to be his room for the next few months. I looked at Jungkook who was trying to make a great escape as well, but I wasn’t about to let that happen. I stood in his way looking at him expectantly as he sighed and gave me a sorry look.

“RaeAri, look,” he sighed and repositioned the bag hanging off his shoulder, “I’m sorry I did a horrible thing to your friend back then. I honestly don’t remember what she did to make me angry enough to do that. I’ve forgotten a lot about high school.”

His words just made my blood boil as I tried my hardest to not shove him right back out the door, “You’re kidding, right? The event was so insignificant for you that you don’t remember anything? I can’t believe you!”

I let out a small laugh as my disbelief grew. This guy was the worst. “You ruined her! She had to spend the next two years of high school being bullied by anyone and everyone just because she slept with you once! If any other girl in the school had been the victim to your stupid stunt, they would have been praised for scoring someone so popular.”

“I don’t know what you want me to do about it now,” he snapped as I took a step closer to him. My anger intensified as I clenched my fist at my side.

“I want you to apologize to her.”

Jungkook’s eyebrows raised in surprise, but I wasn’t kidding. I was being completely serious.

“You want me to apologize to her?” he repeated as I nodded, “I’m not going to apologize for something that might have been justified. She was a crazy bitch to me after we had sex.”

“So you do remember why you humiliated her like you did!” I pointed an accusing finger at him as he held up his hands in surrender.

“No, I just remember that she was annoying. I don’t know what she said or did to make me so mad to do that to her, but I know she had to have deserved it.”

My jaw dropped at his words as he shoved past me with an annoyed expression. I couldn’t believe this guy! Who did he think he was?!

“What an asshole!” I yelled after him, but he ignored me, “Give me one reason on why I shouldn’t kick you out of my place right this second.”

I was infuriated. I may not really talk to Soomin anymore, but I remember what hell she went through like it was yesterday. Why did she have to get herself involved with this guy? I would never in a million years allow myself to get in bed with this guy.

She used to tell me that she thought it would be fun to be with him. She used to gush about him all the time and about how she wished she could go up and talk to him. She really liked this guy, and I hated him for it. He stole her heart and her dignity in one fell swoop.

“You kick me out and Taehyung goes with me,” he yelled in response as I rushed into the room that I had adapted to be his living space. I would tear it all down if I could afford to pay for new decorations and furniture.

“Why does he have to be friends with such an insufferable jerkwad?” I snapped at him as he just shook his head and began unpacking his clothes into the dresser I had paid for with my own money. “And I better be getting a nice $500 from you for the furniture. I can only afford so much balancing school and work like I do.”

“Yeah yeah, I’ll get it to you eventually.”

“I want it next week, no later,” I glared as he spun around and tilted his head to the side.

“Listen here, little miss holier than thou,” he took a few steps closer to me. I could tell I was getting him really worked up at this point. “I was going to try and be nice to you since we’re going to be living under the same roof, but let me tell you something.”

I felt myself back away slightly as he took a few steps too close to me. I started to feel my nerves increase when he was so close that I could almost feel his breath on my face.

“I go to a better school than you, I live in a better apartment than you, and my living and school costs way exceed yours. So just take you and your dumb ass on into your room and leave me the hell alone. I’ll get you the money when I get a summer job here.”

I took a deep breath as my blood was simmering. “Taehyung, you’re just gonna let him talk to me like this?!”

I turned to look across the hall into what was now Taehyung’s room as I saw he had slipped earbuds in. He didn’t hear any of that? I stormed into his room and ripped the ear buds out of his ears by the cord as he looked up at me in surprise.

“Your “best friend” just called your sister a dumbass and you’re just gonna sit there and let it happen?!” I slightly yelled in his face as he just looked at me completely dumbfounded.

“Ari, calm down,” he spoke calmly as I tried to listen to him, “Don’t let him rile you up. He says a lot of things he doesn’t mean when he’s angry.”

“So you’re just going to let it happen?” My eyebrows creased as he sighed and looked out his doorway into Jungkook’s room across the hall. Jungkook had disappeared to continue with his clothes as Taehyung just shook his head and rubbed his forehead.

“Kook, could you please not provoke my little sister like this? We’ll all drive each other mad.” he spoke as I smiled and crossed my arms across my chest. I felt very accomplished until Jungkook appeared in the doorway again.

“For the record, she provoked me. I wouldn’t have gotten made if she wasn’t all up in my face like she was,” I rolled my eyes, still feeling like I’d won, “Also, are you 9 or 19? Because you’re acting like a pathetic kid crying to their parents.”

Taehyung snickered at Jungkook’s words as I whipped around to glare at him. “That wasn’t funny.”

“It’s pretty spot on,” he laughed as he stood up to hug me, “I love you, Ari, but you’re being too much of a teenager right now.

I shoved him off of me and ran toward my room that was at the end of the hall. I slammed my door closed as I felt my face heat up. I knew deep down that I was throwing a tantrum like a grade schooler, but I couldn’t really care less. I just needed to get out of the company of this insufferable guy. I just can’t believe he’s living with me for the coming months…

::

I stayed walled up in my room all through dinner and into the night, but as morning rolled around, I was forced out of my room. I was so incredibly hungry due to skipping a meal, but I just didn’t want to deal with Jungkook again for the rest of the night.

I walked out of my room and into the kitchen, and I was immediately met with the smell of the best coffee ever. Taehyung works as a barista during the school months, and I love his coffee. He makes some of the best coffee in the world.

“Can I have some?” I asked, grabbing the coffee pot and walking into the living room where Taehyung sat. He looked up at me from his phone and nodded before looking back down.

I turned around and walked back into the kitchen, pouring me some of the coffee. Just from the smell I could tell that it was going to be amazing.

I walked into the living room and sat next to Taehyung on the couch. I took a sip of the coffee and smiled at the warm sensation rushing down my throat. Taehyung glanced at me from the corner of his eye before sighing and locking his phone.

“Do you only have one bathroom?”

I nodded as I felt a grimace rest on my face, “That’s gonna be a problem.” I hadn’t really thought about it before since I’m only one person. I haven’t had any reason to have two bathrooms.

“Yeah…” he nodded, “Kook’s in the shower right now just to warn you. I wouldn’t want some comical scene happen between the two of you where you run into him after a shower, or worse, walk in on him while he’s getting out of the shower.”

I smacked Taehyung as he just smiled and laughed. “Thanks for the heads up. I can assure you I will be trying my hardest to not let anything like that happen.”

“I’ll make sure he does, too,” he spoke as a glare started to form on his face, “I would kill that bastard if he walked in on you.”

“Good,” I smiled as I leaned my head on his shoulder, “I missed you, Tae… a lot.”

He placed a soft kiss on my head as I closed my eyes, “I’ve missed you, too, Ari. I’m sorry I lied to you about Jungkook. He’s really not a bad guy, he’s just hard to get to know.”

“I don’t plan on getting to know him, just so you know,” I assured as I moved my head off Taehyung shoulder, “I’d much rather spend some time with you. It’s been a while since we’ve really hung out.”

“True,” he nodded before placing his mug on the coffee table in front of us, “We should go do something fun today, my treat.”

My eyebrows creased as I started realizing that I couldn’t do anything with him today.

“I’ve been off of work the past couple days to help get ready for you and Jungkook to get here, so I actually have to work a long shift today.”

“Oh,” Taehyung frowned as I started to feel guilty, “I mean we could always do something another time, I suppose.”

“How about tomorrow? I work early so we could go for dinner or something after I get off,” I offered as Taehyung smiled and nodded. “You could spend today looking for a fun part time job to have for this summer.”

Taehyung rolled his eyes, but he knew it had to be done. These guys did still have a college tuition that they have to pay off eventually. They need all the money they can get.

“Jungkook and I actually both have some job interviews for tomorrow. Not at the same place, but we’re pretty excited.” Taehyung informed as I raised my eyebrows.

“That was fast,” I tilted my head to the side, “did you guys apply before coming home?”

Taehyung nodded and stretched his arms above his head before standing up from the couch. I stood up with him as he continued talking, “Yeah, we figured it would be best to apply a few days in advance. It obviously was a smart move.”

I smiled and nodded, “Where’s your interview?”

Taehyung walked into the kitchen as I followed him and watched him place his mug in the sink. “It’s at the local coffee shop actually. It made the most sense because of what my job is during school.”

“Makes sense,” I smiled and nodded, “You should get me some free coffee if you get the job.”

“Maybe not free but I could discount you,” he winked as I laughed and nodded.

“I’ll take what I can get!”

We stopped our conversation short as I heard the door of the bathroom open up. I felt dread build up in my stomach as Jungkook came into view wearing a white tee and baggy sweatpants. His black hair was falling into his eyes because of how long it became when wet. He moved the hair out of his eyes before looking at me with a questionable expression.

“What?”

I felt my face drain of color as I realized I had been staring at him. What was wrong with me? I was trying to forget that this guy was even here, but my eyes were looking at him as if he were a TV with my favorite show on it.

“Nothing,” I shrugged it off as he scoffed and brushed past me. He opened the fridge and frowned at the lack of contents inside.

“You don’t have anything worth eating in here. How do you survive?”

I slightly glared his way as I moved him away from the fridge and looked inside. I didn’t have much in it, but there was stuff to eat. He’s just too picky…

“If you feel that way, go buy what you want as long as it fits in the fridge,” I shrugged him off as I moved away from the fridge. He sighed and shook his head before looking back into the fridge for something he deemed edible. It was all good food, it was just all healthy choices.

“Maybe I’ll do that and be sure to throw the rest of this garbage away.”

“Yeah, whatever,” I brushed him off as I walked into the bathroom, “I’m going to get ready for work. Don’t bother me please.”

I closed the bathroom door behind me and turned to look at myself in the mirror, horrified to see my cheeks were as red as a beet.

::

It had been just a couple days since Jungkook and Taehyung had moved in and nothing special had really happened besides some bickering between Jungkook and I. I was currently at work waiting for my shift to run out so that Taehyung and I could go out and eat like he promised.

I was walking around my workplace, the local movie theater, trying to keep the hallways clean. I was working with the worst of the three managers today so I had to make sure everything was as clean as it could be.

“Hey RaeAri,” I heard my coworker, Yoongi, call out to me. I looked his way as he held up the schedule that we were supposed to follow for cleaning the theaters, “We only have three more to go until we have an hour and a half long break.”

I nodded and smiled, “sounds awesome to me. Let’s knock them out, shall we?”

I was one of the fastest and most efficient cleaners out of all the employees, and then Yoongi was one of the slowest and terrible when it came to cleaning. He spent more time complaining about the garbage music that the theaters play while we clean them than he did actually doing his job.

“I could write better music than this in my sleep.” he spoke for the 100th time today. I was used to his comments after having cleaned with him on countless shifts, and I’ve learned to tune him out pretty easily.

“The faster you clean the less music we hear from these theaters,” I commented as he smiled and looked up at me. I was cleaning from top to bottom and him vise versa.

“Touche.”

We quickly finished cleaning up the popcorn messes that people left behind, and as I walked down the hallway, I was met with the face of the devil manager as I jumped in surprise.

“Kim RaeAri,” she spoke while looking down at the clipboard she’d been making notes on. She makes notes of almost everything we do whether it be good or bad. One time I caught her writing down when all of us went to the bathroom. She kept a log of when we went in and when we came out, even if we were just in there to clean the stupid rooms.

“Yes ma’am?” I asked as she looked up from her clipboard.

“We have two new hires who are starting tomorrow on cleaning. I want you to train the both of them, so I’m switching your shift with Yoo Jaemi’s.” she informed as I just nodded. I actually didn’t mind training new employees, I just got nervous over if they would be any good or not. If they’re terrible it makes my job harder for the evening.

“Okay,” I nodded and the manager turned around to run off and bug someone else.

“Good luck,” Yoongi mumbled as I poked him with the stick end of the broom in my hand.

“Hey, I trained you. I’ll be fine,” I sent him a smug smile as he just smiled along with me.

“True,” he pulled out the schedule and looked at the number of our next theater, “Off to theater 10, then.”

::

Taehyung and I actually had a nice, stress free time together at dinner, and I could only assume it was because the devil himself wasn’t present. He not only wasn’t invited, but he also had some business to attend to. Even after we came home from dinner, Jungkook still was gone. It was like Christmas morning!

“Did you want to do anything? We could play Wii Sports like the old days,” Taehyung smiled as I felt my excitement growing. I love my big brother to death, and having him home made me nostalgia sick for the days when we were kids. We used to play Wii Sports every day after school. I was always the bowling pro while Taehyung was the tennis pro.

I excitedly booted up the old Wii that I had previously had in a box until a week ago when I was getting things ready for Taehyung to be here. I already had the game inside the console and good batteries were already in the Wii Remotes.

“I’ve been practicing tennis so get ready for your butt to be kicked,” I smirked at the TV as Taehyung just laughed and looked my way.

“You’re on.”

The game didn’t last more than five minutes as he killed my score. He blew me out of the water!

“Your practicing was for nothing my sweet sister,” he grinned at me with his cheesy smile as I just laughed and smacked him with my Wiimote.

“Let’s bowl, then,” I narrowed my eyes at him with a slightly evil smile, “You’ve never managed to beat me. Think you can change that?”

“Sure do,” he narrowed his eyes at me as I nodded and started the game.

Strike after Strike, Spare after Spare… Taehyung didn’t have a chance against me. I was too good at the Wii Sports version of bowling.

“Okay whatever,” he smiled and took the Wiimote safety strap off his wrist, “I’d like to see you beat Jungkook at this. He’s a god at bowling in real life, so I wonder if he’d blow your score out.”

“I doubt it,” I smugly replied, “but we’re not going to figure out because I don’t want to be in the same room as him for that long.”

Taehyung laughed and started to shut the Wii off, “The game only lasts like five minutes. You spent that much time in the same room with him just this morning when you two were glaring at your phones to pretend like you didn’t notice the other was there.”

“And I felt miserable the whole time. Why are you even friends with this guy?” I got up off the couch and walked into the kitchen to get a water bottle. The second I opened the fridge, I was overwhelmed with the amount of food that was packed in the small thing.

“What the…” I mumbled as Taehyung walked into the kitchen with a knowing smile on his face.

It was just filled with junk food and sports drinks.

“Jungkook went a little overboard. We almost couldn’t fit everything in the fridge.”

“Good God,” I rubbed my hand on my forehead, “This is ridiculous. And what is with his food choices? He’s that skinny yet all he eats is this?”

“Yep,” Taehyung nodded and smiled, “Does it bother you?”

I looked at him for a couple of seconds as I felt my eyes narrow. His smile was becoming more and more smug by the second.

“...No,” I mumbled, but Taehyung saw through it, “It’s completely fine and not totally weird and annoying like he is.”

Taehyung just chuckled and nodded, “Noted. I guess I’ll let him shop like this every time, then.”

“Uh huh,” I shoved past him as he just continued to laugh at me, “Lighten up, sis. He’s really not that bad of a guy, okay?”

“I’ll believe it when I see it,” I retorted as Taehyung followed me back into the living room. Jungkook had impeccable timing as I heard his key unlocking the front door. He pushed the door open as Taehyung and I looked his way. I sat down on the couch and turned the TV to the Netflix app I had downloaded to it.

“Hey Kook,” Taehyung greeted him, but I pretended like I didn’t notice he walked in.

“Hey,” Jungkook responded as he walked back into his room. Taehyung followed him into the back of the apartment as I heard them softly talking to one another.

“Tae, where does your sister work again?” Jungkook asked as my eyebrows raised. I would kill him if he was planning on pulling something while I was on the job. Knowing him, he’d spill his popcorn all over the lobby while looking at me the whole time. He’d probably give me an evil smile before glancing down at the dustpan in my hands, knowing very well that I was about to be the person to clean up his stupid spill.

“She works at the theater,” Taehyung responded as I heard the two of them making their way into the kitchen.

“Huh,” Jungkook let out a small laugh as I heard the fridge close. “Interesting.”

The two of them headed back into the living room as I pretended like I was looking at titles on Netflix and not eavesdropping on their conversation. Jungkook studied me as he took a swig of the sports drink he had a million of in the fridge.

“Do you guys wanna have a movie night?” Taehyung smiled as I gave him a look of disbelief, “We could choose some really terrible movie and make fun of it all night.”

I felt my glare at Taehyung intensify. He knew that I loved watching terrible movies like that and making fun of them the whole time… Maybe Jungkook won’t be interested in the movie and go lay in his room all alone-

“Sounds fun,” Jungkook smiled and plopped down on the smaller couch of the two, “I used to do this with my ex-girlfriend. Remember Jinae?”

“Oh yeah,” Taehyung nodded as he found a seat next to me, “What happened with her, anyway? I just remember that she was over all the time and then suddenly she wasn’t.”

“She was too much for me. Too high maintenance,” I felt my blood boil at the way he was describing this poor girl. “While we did watch horrible movies and make fun of them, she only did it because I liked doing it. It turned out that this girl just pretended that she liked everything that I did just so that I would like her.”

I sealed my mouth shut after Jungkook finished his story. Okay, maybe he was in the right this once.

“Ouch, man. She seemed nicer than that,” Taehyung frowned as he rudely grabbed the remote out of my hand.

“Hey!” I protested his thievery as he just turned his back to face me and kept the remote out of my reach.

“You were too busy staring at Jungkook to pick a movie so I’ll be the one to pick.”

“Sorry?” I tilted my head to the side in disbelief. “I was listening to him just like you were.”

“If that were true, I would be gay,” Taehyung looked at me from the corner of his eyes as I tackled him in annoyance.

“Since when does looking at someone mean that you like them?” I spat as Taehyung just laughed and wiggled me off of him. He turned to me and ruffled my hair causing it to fall in front of my eyes and obstruct my vision. I just groaned and fixed it again.

“I was just teasing you, Ari,” he knocked me with his shoulder but my glare did not falter.

“Well it wasn’t funny,” I crossed my arms across my chest before leaning against the right arm of the couch.

“I disagree,” Jungkook spoke through a smile as I glared at him, “It was pretty priceless. You must hate me really badly, Ari.”

“Don’t call me that,” I snapped as he just smirked and looked over at the TV. He leaned back and put his hands behind his head.

“I’ll call you what I want to,” he mumbled as I just groaned and gave Taehyung a look of frustration. He just shrugged and looked at the TV to scroll through the endless movies and TV shows.

He finally decided on some “romantic comedy” as I heard Jungkook groan. I found myself quite happy with the choice, and hearing Jungkook’s unhappy noises made me love it even more.

“Really Tae?” he looked over to Taehyung as Taehyung just smiled and laughed.

“I’ve heard this is a trainwreck of a movie. Get ready,” his voice was all serious as if we were about to dive into deep waters. Could this movie really be that bad?

…

“Oh my God are you kidding me?” I found myself saying out loud as I groaned in annoyance.

“I see some glaring plot holes,” Jungkook noted as I nodded in agreement.

“I mean this movie has no direction and it just keeps getting worse and worse,” I groaned and ran my fingers through my hair. This was one of the worst things ever. Not just one of the worst movies, it was one of the worst things in the entire existence of the word.

“Was this written by a middle schooler?” Jungkook spoke in between handfuls of popcorn as I smiled.

“I bet you this was. There’s no other explanation,” I shook my head and hugged the pillow I was holding to me, “I could have written a much better story than this even in middle school.”

“It wouldn’t take much to beat this, Ari,” Jungkook mentioned as I nodded in agreement.

“True…”

Taehyung didn’t say a word almost the whole movie as I felt myself grow concerned and curious. I leaned forward to look at him only to realize that he had fallen asleep laying on the armrest of the couch. I smiled at how young he looked sleeping like that. His face was all squashed up against the couch as I felt myself tempted to pull out my phone and take a picture of him for blackmail reasons.

I was torn away from thinking about Taehyung as Jungkook shuffled on the little couch he was trying his best to lay on. It was hilarious watching him try to fit on the couch with his knees bent so much that he looked like he had to almost fold in half to get any sense of comfort. I felt accomplished at the fact that he was having a hard time simply just laying down, but I was snapped out of it when a loud music track started playing on the TV.

“These song choices are horrid,” Jungkook whined as he rubbed his temples on his forehead, “I want to arrest whoever thought this was a good soundtrack.”

“Agreed,” I spoke, feeling something weird stirring in me. I just agreed with Jungkook? What was wrong with me?

One excruciatingly long and pointless movie out of the way, Jungkook stood up to flip the lights on. It was pretty late in the evening and I had work in the morning.

“I need to head to bed,” I spoke as Jungkook just shrugged me off. I don’t know why I felt like I needed to tell him that, but there was no use in reflecting on the fact that I did.

“Goodnight,” he nodded to me as he watched me walk down the hallway. “Have fun at work.”

I turned around and gave him a weird look at his strange words. ‘Have fun at work’?

“...Okay…?” I responded as he just smiled and looked away from me. That was very odd. Was he actually going to show up tomorrow and make my shift miserable? I guess only time could tell for sure…

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A/N: You’ll never guess what movie they were watching... :x Thank you for reading~!

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