Part 6 Got My Heart BEATING ! Great Job :D

part 6 got my heart BEATING ! great job :D

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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:

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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⇨ Masterlist ⇦ 

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.

…

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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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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 2 (Roommate!JK x OC)

A/N: This one isn’t as long as the first one, but I just liked the way the cut off was for this! Things are starting to pick up, now~!

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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I walked into work to see one of my friends, Chaeyoung, smiling like a mad man. I didn’t hesitate to give her a puzzled look as she just shuffled up to me with the smile unwavering.

“The new people are pretty cute,” she spoke as I just nodded and headed to type in my number to clock in, “both guys and both single.”

“Why do you know they’re single?” I asked as I looked at the computer screen. I’m not entirely sure that I want to know this answer, actually.

“I just asked them,” she shrugged while I rolled my eyes, “I’m jealous that you’re training them today. I would kill to be the one training them.”

“And I would kill to be the one not training them,” I sighed and put an arm on her shoulder, “I would trade with you in a heartbeat, but I’m not about to face the wrath of the wicked witch of the west.”

Chaeyoung frowned as I sent her a sorry look. “Well at least have some fun. You’re single, too, right?”

“Hush,” I pushed her away as she just laughed and walked towards the concession stand. “I’m off to actually work now.”

“Have fun,” Chaeyoung nodded to me before she walked to the front counter to do her job as well.

I turned around and exited the back room as I made my way to the manager’s office. One of the better managers was in today which made it really tempting to run back up to Chaeyoung and switch with her, but I couldn't. The witch always found out when we would switch without her permission even when the other managers tried to keep it from her.

“Seokjin,” I smiled at my boss as he glanced over at me and sent me a smile as well. “Where are the new hires?”

He looked back down at the paper he was glancing over before looking down the hallway. “I think they’re cleaning bathrooms right now. I asked Yoongi to teach them how to restock and all that. Just wait for them to finish up, I guess.”

I just nodded and walked down the hall in the direction of the last men’s restroom that we had. I felt weird having to wait for them to walk out, but I stood a good distance away so that it wouldn’t feel as weird.

I saw Yoongi exit the bathroom as I started to take a few steps closer to the group. I always felt nervous when meeting new hires, and I couldn’t help but hope that they were nice.

...Especially if they’re cute like Chaeyoung said they are.

I watched a boy almost the same size as Yoongi walking behind him. He was undeniably attractive, and his most distinctive feature was his pinkish hair. I found myself quite liking this guy just based on how he kept himself and just how… nice he looked. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to look forward to this night if I get to spend it with-

“What the hell?”

I noticed the figure behind the pink haired boy as my heart and jaw dropped to the floor in shock. He just smirked and sent me a wave. He was just oozing pride and arrogance as I felt my fists clenching by my side.

“Ari…” Yoongi’s expression changed to worry as he turned to try and introduce me to the boys behind him. “This here is Park Jimin, and this is-”

“Jeon Jungkook,” he smirked as he stepped forward to hold out his hand for me to shake. I just looked at him incredulously before shoving his hand away from me.

“Just what do you think you’re doing here?” I spat as Yoongi and Jimin watched us in silent confusion.

“I’m working my summer job, of course,” he raised an eyebrow as I put a hand to my forehead and spun around 180 degrees in disbelief. I started to pace as I wracked my brain for a way to get out of this situation.

“What have I done to deserve this?” I softly whined as Yoongi took a step forward and held me in place. He forced my pacing to end as I took a deep breath and looked at him.

“Would you like to explain what’s going on?” he asked as I glanced Jungkook’s way. He seemed very smug about this whole ordeal, and I wanted to beat the arrogance out of him.

“I can not work with this guy,” I cried as Yoongi just raised his eyebrows and glanced back at Jungkook, “He’s an insufferable prick!”

“What?” he scratched his head before looking back over at me, “He’s pretty cool to me.”

“Then you train him,” I spun around to rush off but Yoongi grabbed my wrist to stop me.

“RaeAri, you’re acting like a child in front of the new hires, not to mention you’re insulting one of them for no reason…”

“Yeah, what have I done to you, girl I just met?” Jungkook asked as I stomped up to him and glared at him.

“What are you doing?” I mumbled through my clenched teeth as he just shrugged and started sweeping a piece of popcorn into his dustpan.

“I’m doing my job. Can you say the same for yourself?” he smiled as I felt rage build more and more in the pit of my stomach. This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening to me.

“Jungkook, I know you think you’re funny but you’re not,” I spat, “Does Taehyung know you got a job here?”

Jungkook shook his head and looked back at Yoongi who was behind me, “Sorry for the confusion, Yoongi. Hot-head here and I actually know each other.”

“Unfortunately,” I retorted after kicking Jungkook’s shoe over the ‘hothead’ comment. Jungkook just laughed and looked behind him at the other new hire. The poor kid is probably confused out of his mind.

“Sorry about her, Jimin. She’s a little off her rocker,” he explained as I glared at him. I turned to the confused Jimin and softened my expression.

“I’m not like this usually. I’m sorry you had to see this,” I apologized to him as he just sent me a soft and sweet smile.

“It’s okay. I can imagine working with an ex would be annoying,” he responded as my eyes widened. An ex?

“No- Jimin you’ve-”

“It’s pretty annoying,” Jungkook nodded as he slightly elbowed me. I sent him a dirty look as he just raised his eyebrows and gave me a look as if I was supposed to know what he was trying to tell me. His eyes moved from me then to Jimin, and then back to me again.

Wait… Does he really want to take this ex lie and run with it? Why do I need him to be my ex to justify my strong disliking of him?

“I guess I’ll try and make this not as horrible as it feels it’s going to be,” I mumbled as I looked at Jungkook with a slight glare.

“Well then…” Yoongi nodded and began to slowly back away as I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. I had just seriously weirded out Yoongi, one of the only staff members who I considered a friend.

“Wait,” I spoke to him as I rushed over to him and gave him a sorry look, “I’m sorry. It was really unprofessional of me to get so worked up over… my ex being here. It won’t happen again.”

Yoongi just smiled sadly and nodded before turning around to walk off. I just watched him become smaller and smaller until he turned the corner and I couldn’t see him anymore.

“Well let’s get this show on the road, shall we?”

I spun around and took a deep breath. This was going to be one long night if I kept glaring at him like I was dying to do. He just knew how to push all the wrong buttons when it came to me and it made me so annoyed.

“Let’s go,” I spoke as I tried to not sound as unhappy as I felt. Just pretend like it’s just you and Jimin and everything will be okay…

…

“Okay next up is theater 12. This one is the easiest to clean because it’s the smallest theater,” I explained as Jungkook and Jimin followed behind me. We walked into the theater in question as I felt my heart drop at the huge mess I was met with. There was a large pile of popcorn right in front of the trash can instead of in it, and it looked like everyone that walked up after the spill made sure that they could crush the popcorn as deep into the carpet as possible.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” I mumbled as Jungkook and Jimin leaned in the theater to look at the mess.

“Okay the best way to clean this up is to actually run your dustpan along the carpet to pick up the crumbs. If you sweep the popcorn too hard with your broom, the popcorn just breaks into several pieces and is even more difficult to clean up.”

Jimin and Jungkook walked past me to get to the spill as they started to take my advice. I went on into the theater and took a glance around. There were lots of left cups and popcorn buckets, but it didn’t seem to be too bad over all.

“So how often do you see something really disgusting?” I heard Jimin ask as I walked to where I could see the two of them.

“Well on the weekends you’re more likely to come across something revolting,” I informed as Jungkook looked up at me. I felt uncomfortable at his stare so I looked away and moved out of their sight to clean up the inside of the actual theater, “The worst that I have cleaned up was puke on my first day. The girl who was training me had jinxed us the hour before we found it because she said that she hadn’t come across throw up since her first day a couple years prior.”

“So does that mean that we’re jinxed again?” Jimin asked with a slight laugh in his voice as I shook my head.

“No, cause I’ve had to clean up puke on multiple occasions since then. It’s actually not the worst compared to some of the things that Yoongi has had to clean up,” I rambled as Jimin and Jungkook finished cleaning up the mess at the front. They joined me for cleaning up the theater as I watched Jungkook. He was being very quiet, and I was surprised that he wasn’t driving me crazy.

“So Ari,” Jungkook spoke as I internally groaned. I obviously spoke too soon. “How long have you worked here?”

“For three years,” I answered short and sweet. I noticed his smirk as he stopped sweeping and glanced up at me.

“So three years and you’re still just a normal employee?” He remarked as I realized where he was going with this. “Either you’re under appreciated or you pretend like you’re better at your job that you are.”

“That is none of your concern,” I snapped as I turned to look at Jimin. He was pretending like he hadn’t heard anything. “But back to work, make sure you get all the trash out of the cup holders because that’s what usually gets missed-”

“It’s really rude to ignore someone when they ask you a question,” Jungkook cut me off as I glared his way. He was once again wearing his signature smirk.

“It’s really rude to interrupt someone,” I countered, but Jungkook was still smug as ever.

“You were rude first, so,” he shrugged and thank goodness he left the conversations to die there.

…

We finally hit our break between movies getting out as I spent Jimin and Jungkook on a short break to get some water and cool off. I took time to clean the lobby and ended up seeing Chaeyoung restocking the lids and napkins.

“Chae,” I smiled as she turned back to glance at me. She smiled back before turning to look at what she was doing.

“Hey Ari,” she responded, “so how’s it going with the new guys?”

“It’s…” I took a deep breath as she cocked a brow, “it’s going. Do you remember my brother’s annoying friend that I told you was living at my place with us?”

“Yeah, you told me he was one of the most obnoxious people you’ve ever met.” She responded as I leaned against the freestyle coke machine to her right.

“Yeah, he’s one of the new hires.”

Chaeyoung looked at me with wide eyes as I just nodded with a sad expression. “Wow, why do all the hot ones have to be jerks?”

“Well, Jimin seems sweet and he’s pretty hot,” I mentioned as Chaeyoung blushed and nodded.

“That’s true…”

I glanced behind me and saw one of our managers watching us. My eyes widened and I pushed myself off the drink machine to get back to work.

“I’ll tell you more later,” I nodded to her as she just nodded back.

…

“I get that you’re supposed to be training us, but since when did training mean ‘make the new guys do your job for you’?” Jungkook remarked as I ignored him. This was about the fourth thing that he had said today just to get on my nerves, and I was sick of it. At this point I was just going to ignore what he said.

…

“You’re exhausting Jimin. He obviously needs a drink.”

“Jimin, you’re welcome to run and grab a drink if you’re ever feeling thirsty. I’m not going to stop you,” I turned to face the two of them as Jimin just nodded.

“Thanks… but I’m fine.”

I glanced at Jungkook with a smirk as he just pretended like nothing ever happened.

…

“Why do you want the two of us to take the trash alone?” Jungkook asked as I rubbed my forehead.

“I already showed you where the dumpster is. Just take the trash and I’ll finish cleaning the theater.”

“So just because we’re guys you want us to take the trash?” He asked as I just gave him a look of disbelief.

“Fine,” I took a deep breath and shoved my broom and dustpan into his hands, “I’ll go with Jimin and you stay and clean the theater. You better be done by the time we come back.”

Jungkook narrowed his eyes at me and shook his head, “Jimin’s a faster cleaner than I have been today. He should be the one to clean the theater.”

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from screaming as I looked at Jimin. He was trying his hardest to not look at either one of us.

“Okay, have it your way,” I grabbed my broom and dustpan back, “the two of us are going to stay and clean while you go all by yourself to the dumpster. Good luck pushing three trash cans by yourself.”

I motioned for Jimin to come with me as he sent Jungkook and I an unsure look. I just felt a smirk on my face as I spun around and made my way into the theater.

“You should go with me miss holier than thou,” Jungkook called as I spun around to glare at him.

“Okay, that nickname is getting really old for one,” I took a few steps back toward Jungkook and I motioned for Jimin to continue into the theater, “and two, I’m staying here. Bye!”

“I’m not leaving this spot unless you come with me.” Jungkook smirked and leaned against the wall as I didn’t back down.

“I’ll tell our manager that you’re refusing to do your job,” I threatened as he just laughed and looked down at the floor for a couple seconds.

“And I’ll go right ahead and tell them how rude you’ve been to me,” he looked back up at me as my face turned red, “and I’ll tell them that you’re forcing me to do something I’m not ready to do alone just yet. What if I get lost on the way to the dumpster?”

“The building is not that big,” I mumbled as he just raised his eyebrows expectantly. “Why do you care if I go with you or not, anyway? You’re the one who made this more difficult than it had to be.”

“You either go with me or I go to the boss,” he winked and pushed himself off the wall. “I’m giving you five seconds to decided.”

“God, you’re insufferable,” I cried as I rubbed my eyes with my fingers, “fine! I’ll go with you. Jimin! We’ll be right back. Jungkook’s being a crybaby dependent today. I trust that you’ll do a good job on the theater.”

I started pushing one of the trash cans out the door, making it and effort to leave Jungkook to push two. “You just wasted valuable time, Jungkook. You’re pettiness is putting us behind. If any people are sitting in those theaters before we get a chance to clean them, it’ll be all on you.”

“Some people sitting in a theater that’s not clean isn’t the end of the world,” he remarked as I shook my head and glared behind me.

“It gives people the image of us being gross and they’ll think we have horrible time management. That leads to bad reviews online.”

“Then that’s corporate’s problem.”

I sighed and left the conversation there. I was tired to bickering all day with him. Just an hour until our shifts are over, and then lucky for me, I also get to see him at home! My life sucks.

...

Our shifts came to a slow and painful end as Jungkook tried his hardest to just clock out and rush off without having to face the wrath of me and what I would do outside the workplace. Lucky for me, one of the managers stopped him before he could flee so quickly, and I felt satisfaction flowing through my veins. I couldn’t wait to let him have it in the parking lot.

The walk out of the building was incredibly silent as I was waiting for all my words to be said outside, and I hoped Jungkook knew what was coming. I still couldn’t believe that he pulled something so incredibly stupid and infuriating.

“Are you out of your damn mind?!” I yelled the second we exited the building. Jungkook just sighed and shrugged, squinting because of the brightness of the sun, “Did you think this would be funny?”

“Well I wasn’t wrong to think that,” he smiled as I stopped in my tracks and frowned. “Your reaction was even better than I would have imagined.”

“I can’t believe you,” I shook my head and rushed past him, brushing my shoulder against his. As much as I wanted to let him have it, his conversations drained me too much. I could hear him rushing to catch up to me as I tried to just run off to my car.

“What’s the big deal?” he asked as he grabbed onto my arm to pull me to a stop. I whipped around and took one big and violent step his way, intensely staring him in the eyes.

“Just last week my life was nice and calm. I was waiting for my brother to come home for the summer and everything was going to be fun and awesome.” I started as I felt myself start to build tears up in my system. There was no need to be that dramatic…

“Then in walks this guy who thinks so highly of himself that he won’t admit when he’s done something wrong. He takes over my home with this dumb junkfood and his expensive furniture, only to then infiltrate my workplace! I can’t even look at you right now without wanting to punch the life out of you.”

I spun around and rushed off to my car once more, and once again he followed behind me.

“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.

“I think you are quite honestly one of the worst human beings I’ve had to come in contact with,” he glared as his mood shifted and he went from fairly calm to very angry. “You’re so selfish and narrow minded! You had me pegged as a bad guy the second I walked in your door. You think the world revolves around you, and guess what miss holier than thou? You’re just another bitch to me.”

He shoved past me as I took a few deep breaths to try and calm down. What was his problem? Trying to pin me to be the bad guy… I’m not the bad guy…

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A/N: ahhhH. That is all I have to say. (OH, and thanks for reading!)

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Historia Pt 2 (Dancer!Hoseok x OC)

A/N: So I WAS planning on linking videos to all the dances that I used as references in this story, but I recently found out that Tumblr hides posts that link to outside websites. Unfortunately that means that I can’t link the videos like I wanted... Feel free to look them up if you’re curious! They’re all 1MILLION dance routines!

Summary: Hoseok always knew he was destined for great things when it came to dance, but getting stuck as a dance teacher just wasn’t what he had desired. He spent years trying to figure out what exactly it was that he was looking for in his career, and all it took was one girl who’s talent mirrored his. 

3.1k words | angst ✞ | fluff ♡ | (future) slight mature themes ✗ 

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“This is Lee Seungmin with KYB Radio and we’re here with Min Yoongi, new young producer and artist of the most recent album, Agust D! How are you doing tonight, Yoongi?”

“I’m doing well, Seungmin.”

“Awesome to hear that! I have one question that I wanted to start out with since it has blown up all over Korea. Your song has become increasingly popular, so how do you feel about this being your first track release, yet it’s gained this much momentum?”

“It’s very surreal, I have to say. I wasn’t expecting much, as all people should, but for it to become an actual success is crazy. It makes all the hard work these past two years feel very worth it. I owe it to everyone who promoted my music, honestly. Without them and my fans, I wouldn’t be here today.”

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It was the second week when the two had finished working on the routine, and Jihyo was excited to run through its entirety for the first time. Hoseok was the designated music starter since she starts out in position. He rushed to his spot and he slowed his pace to walk up next to her, staring at her intently like he had many times before. She turned her head to look up at him as she smiled and he smiled back, starting into the dance (Company by Justin Bieber dance on 1MILLION). They moved through the song, performing the dance with effortless movements. They had done the moves several times over in broken segments, so putting them all together was just like putting all the puzzle pieces together.

Hoseok spun her into the dip as she smiled and continued on with her moves along the floor. Every moment that he was touching her seemed to last a little longer than everything else as they both slowly stood back up, his finger resting under her chin as she just looked up at him. They continued on with the dance, feeling the rhythm not just in the music, but also in each other. Her arms around his neck were nothing new as they just stared intently into each other’s eyes, only breaking contact when they broke physical contact as well.

It was nearing the end of the routine as Hoseok stood on one side of the room while Jihyo stood against the wall. He just watched her for a second or two longer than he should have before walking to her, striking the ending move with his hands pressing to the wall on either side of her. She smiled up at him as the song faded out, and their panting seemed to mix together well. He smiled back at her, feeling accomplished for pulling off the dance without many hiccups along the way. There were a few issues they needed to fix, but it was nothing super drastic or obvious.

They continued to stand with Jihyo against the wall as Hoseok just stared down at her. He had grown used to being close to her after all this time practicing, but his heart didn’t fail to race at the proximity. The room was dead silent save for their breaths mixing together, and Hoseok didn’t fail to notice Jihyo’s eyes flicker down to the place he was desperately trying to avoid.

He swallowed as he tried to push himself away from her and start up the routine again, but his heart wasn’t allowing him to. His body was resisting to move away from her and her eyes moved back up to stare into his eyes.

Stop it, Jung, He was telling himself as Jihyo moved her hands to rest on his chest, She’s supposed to be your student. Stop looking at her like that.

Before he could collect all his thoughts, Jihyo was pushing lightly on his chest, sending him a soft smile.

“Hoseok, we should run that through again! That felt awesome being able to run through the whole thing!” she snapped him out of his trance as she rushed over to the speakers and started the music over. She had such childish excitement over the dance, and she practically pranced back to her position. He carefully watched her as she stood in place again, and he slowly walked toward her, eyeing her every move. It came to the moment when she turned her head to look his way, and the whole world stopped. He put one hand on the wall next to her, and a second after she looked his way, his lips captured hers. It was a brief movement, lasting only a couple seconds before he pulled away and continued on with the dance like nothing had happened. Jihyo stood in place for a few seconds trying to comprehend what had just happened, but ultimately gave up and continued dancing like nothing had happened.

Their eyes stayed locked on each other’s at every given opportunity, and Jihyo even seemed to dance a lot closer to him than she had been before. Their noses were brushing against each other as Hoseok felt his breath become even more unstable as the dance went on. The ending was nearing yet again as Hoseok took a deep breath and watched her from across the room. She tilted her head to the side and looked at him with a soft smile before he briskly walked up and pinned her to the wall.

He threw his dignity away as he felt her lean in for a kiss this time, and with the music gone and the dance finished, there was nothing to pull them apart from each other. Hoseok found himself wrapping his arms around Jihyo, pulling her away from the wall and completely against him as she just leaned into his touch. Her arms rested on his shoulders as her hands crossed behind Hoseok’s head. Neither party was looking to pull away any time soon.

It wasn’t long before Hoseok was forced to break the kiss for air, but instead of diving back in like he was dying to do, he just looked her in the eyes. He tried not to think about how weird it was, but it was hard.

“Sorry,” Jihyo laughed as if it was normal that she kissed him. She didn’t have any regret or distaste in her voice as she nudged her nose into Hoseok’s, “I guess it’s no secret that I’ve come to like you, huh?”

“I…” he just watched her as he took a deep breath, trying to keep up with all the breath he had lost from the dance and the kiss. Jihyo didn’t wait for him to finish what he was saying before she started to pull away and pack up her things. They hadn’t been dancing for very long, so it was weird that she was up and leaving all of the sudden.

“Jihyo?” Hoseok called out as she glanced back at him for a second.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but I didn’t have much time today for this session. I promised Taehyung I would be back in time for dinner, and it’s already 6:30.” she explained, but Hoseok couldn’t help but feel paranoid. Sure, she had been the one to kiss him the second time, but why is she rushing off? It just seemed too convenient for her to need to leave right after they had kissed.

“I finally got together all the money for these sessions. I slipped it into your bag when I came in. Let me know if it’s not the right amount.”

She was out of the door faster than she walked in the door, and Hoseok just backed himself to the bench. That was weird, wasn’t it? Sure, they’re close in age, but he’s supposed to be her teacher. It’s weird for a teacher to kiss a student… and it’s most definitely weird for a student to kiss a teacher in return.

He couldn’t help but tug his hair in frustration, but what use was it just thinking about it? He should go home and eat to get his mind off of everything…

::

The next day came, and she didn’t show up for her lesson like normal. Hoseok tried not to think anything of it because she was probably busy with school work or something of the like. He kept telling himself that as each day passed that she didn’t show. It wasn’t long before he finally gave up, accepting that she wasn’t coming back.

Months passed and he hardly saw Jihyo at all anymore. The few times when he did see her, she just politely smiled and waved as if she hadn’t just confused the life out of him. Taehyung continued to come to class, but she didn’t come with him after she quit attending their private sessions. Even when she did come to dance class with Taehyung, she wouldn’t sit in the studio anymore.

He blamed himself for the whole situation, despite her responding to some of his advances at the time. He wouldn’t be so confused if it hadn’t been for the second kiss. She was the one who initiated it, yet she ran off directly after. She even said she liked him! How confusing can girls be?

He didn’t hear anything about the talent show as that time came and passed, and that was the point when he just accepted that he wouldn’t see her at all anymore. His classes became dull again, his days began to drag on once more, and without their sessions, he didn’t have anything to look forward to anymore.

It wasn’t long until Taehyung was no longer taking his dance class, but he never knew why. All the hope he had of seeing her smiling face again was completely gone. He couldn’t help but blame it completely on their statuses. If only she had been a little older, maybe she wouldn’t have distanced herself. The worst of it was that she always seemed happy to see him for those few seconds after Taehyung’s class, but she never talked to him anymore. He wanted to find it in him to say something, but he could never find the courage. She was his greatest and most infuriating mystery.

::

“First loves, huh?” the interviewer spoke as Hoseok just nodded. He kept his smile on his face throughout the rest of the interview, but the second the cameras went off, he was out of his chair and across the room. It had been nearly three years since he had thought of her at all, and to talk about it today was… upsetting to say the least. She was a vivid memory in the back of his mind that he tried to suppress for so long, but now that she was brought up again, it would be hard to lock her away in his memory again.

“That was our exclusive interview with the one and only Jung Hoseok! Up next we’ll be interviewing his partner in crime, the rap genius, Min Yoongi! He’s the writer, producer, and co-rapper of the pair, and he might have some juicy details for their upcoming album releasing next week!”

Hoseok leaned back in his chair as Yoongi made his way across the floor. The two had met each other by accident when Namjoon, Hoseok’s boss, invited him to a conference to talk to several people who were important in the dance industry.

Yoongi just so happened to be invited as well despite not being much of a dancer. He was more of a guest appearance as well as the entertainment for a few minutes when someone asked him to go up and rap one of his new popular tracks.

“Yoongi, is it?” Hoseok casually asked as they both sat at the open bar. Yoongi looked over to Hoseok and eyed him up and down before nodding.

“What’s it to ya’?” he asked as if he wasn’t the hottest name in the rap scene.

“I actually really like your first title track song,” his drink was slid over to him as he thanked the barista, “I got together with my dance class and we actually choreographed a dance to the song. It was crazy fun since it had such a good beat. I mean it.”

Yoongi’s eyebrows raised for a few seconds before his drink was also slid to him. He nodded as a thanks before leaning on the bar and turning Hoseok’s way.

“Dancer, huh? What’s your name?”

“Jung Hoseok,” he replied as Yoongi pulled out his phone and took a swig. It wasn’t long before he had Youtube pulled up and was watching the dance that Hoseok had just been talking about.

“How did you even know I posted it to Youtube?” Hoseok asked as Yoongi just stayed silent and watched the video with slightly tired eyes. Hoseok just sat there patiently as Yoongi cracked a smile about midway through the video.

“You’ve got promise, kid.”

“Kid?” Hoseok snickered and Yoongi looked over to him, “I’m only two years younger than you.”

Yoongi’s eyebrows raised as Hoseok took a swig of his drink, “Oh. You look a lot younger. I guess it’s also those high school students you were dancing with that make you look younger.”

Hoseok just furrowed his eyebrows and slightly shrugged, “I guess so?”

“Anyway, I have an idea,” Yoongi waved his hand in the air, “How about you come to my studio sometime this week and talk to my manager. We might have a proposition for you.”

Now Hoseok couldn’t say that he didn’t come here to possibly scout himself another, better job. He still was holding out on his dream of working with professional grade dancers rather than teach a few high school classes. It was one of the only reasons he agreed to go to this party type thing with Namjoon.

He was not, however, expecting the Min Yoongi, the most talked about artist in the rap scene, to approach him with a job. It was honestly an unrealized dream come true for him.

“Of course,” Hoseok nodded and pulled out a card from his pocket. He had totally not printed them out to give to people in hopes that someone would recognize his talent out of all the people who would be at the event.

Yoongi was quick to also pull out his business card, writing an address on the back of it as well.

It was funny because the whole encounter seemed so sudden, and in fact, it was. It was so sudden that even Yoongi had no idea what was going on when Hoseok knocked on his door.

It was upsetting at first, but as the two kept talking, the situation just became funnier and funnier. The two men ended up bonding over it, realizing that Yoongi had drunk too much and gave out a business proposition without even realizing it.

Hoseok didn’t leave disappointed that day when Yoongi told him they would stay in touch, and they did. They didn’t just become business partners, they became fast friends.

Yoongi revealed that his manager was looking for something more that they could do with him. They thought about making him sing and dance like most K-Pop idols, but Yoongi wasn’t on board for it. When Yoongi came to management of the idea to become a duo, everyone was skeptical at first. They weren’t sure how people would take to a new image alongside Yoongi.

All things considered, the management team was soon on board with Hoseok joining alongside Yoongi. Unbeknownst to Hoseok, he could sing decently well, and his dance moves warmed the hearts of everyone who saw him dance. He could fill in where Yoongi was weak, and they could become the dynamic duo.

:: “Hey man,” Yoongi spoke one day when they were getting ready to release their first track and video as a duo, “I just got an idea. Shoot me down if you don’t like it.”

“Go for it,” Hoseok spoke as he locked his phone and spun his chair to face his friend next to him.“So I have a singer in mind,” he started as Hoseok raised his eyebrows, “If you ever get sick of singing since it’s not really your thing, I could give him a call. We could turn into a trio if you don’t mind the sound of it.”

For a long time, Hoseok liked it being just the two of them, the “Dynamic Duo” as people nicknamed them. It wasn’t until he met the singer than his world turned around.

“Kim Taehyung?”

Hoseok couldn’t believe his own eyes as he saw the man before him. He was no longer the poor kid who could only dance with hours upon hours of practice. He had turned into a man, taller than Hoseok, who had a voice on him. He had never sang around Hoseok, so he had no idea the kid had such a voice on him.

But meeting Taehyung came with more than just nostalgia to what had once been five years ago. It also came with the consequences of thinking of her again. Taehyung, thank God, didn’t ever mention her, and he certainly didn’t ever mention the radio interview he had done about her a couple weeks prior.

“You mean,” Yoongi shook his head and pointed in the direction of the room Taehyung was in, “his sister is the girl you never told me about from all those years ago?”

“Well,” Hoseok took a deep breath and looked in the direction Yoongi was pointing, “...yeah. How do you even know Taehyung?”

“I actually met him at your old dance academy now that I think about it,” Yoongi tilted his head to the side, “He was singing outside while pacing in front of the building when I came to talk to you before you left. I asked him what he was doing there since he seemed really nervous, but he just shied away. I saw him the few times that I visited that studio, and eventually I learned his name. I referred him to a vocal teacher since he had a good singing voice, and we’ve kinda been in touch ever since.”

The two just stood in silence as Hoseok glanced over at Taehyung in a discreet fashion. “I’ll consider it. Letting him work with us, I mean.”

Yoongi wasn’t as blind as Hoseok was hoping he was, “And your cooperation has nothing to do with his sister, right?”

“Of course it doesn't!” he was a little too quick and loud with his response, but Yoongi didn’t push the subject. If anything, he was a little intrigued with what would happen if Hoseok were to reunite with this mysterious girl. “Alright,” Yoongi shrugged with a smile on his face. With a hand raised, Yoongi opened his mouth to call out to Taehyung, “Hey Kim! Mind heading over here?”

Taehyung’s eyebrows raised and he nodded as he moved over to them. He was obviously nervous to hear their conclusion, and he hated to admit how badly he wished their response was positive. He couldn’t pinpoint the reasoning for his eagerness, but he thought it was better not knowing.“You’re in.”

::

A/N: Kinda a weird ending, I know. But things are starting to roll into the actual story!

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