Out Of My Mind (Namjoon X OC)

Out Of My Mind (Namjoon x OC)

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Miyoung! Wait up!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He really shouldn’t have come.

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

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

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

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

He knew it was time he stopped being so naive.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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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.”

7.6k words | drama ✞ | fluff ♡ |  mention of mature themes ✗

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

...This was going to be interesting.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jennie.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

…

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

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

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

‘Beat that.’

…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

…

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

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

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

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

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

...She was looking at Jungkook?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I’d-”

“Ari?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If Yoongi was right about me and him, then…

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

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

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“Hey Jungkook,” I took a deep breath as I looked at my phone in front of me. The picture on Jungkook’s contact was staring at me as I felt my confidence dwindling. I couldn’t stop now. I’d already started talking. “I know I haven’t been returning your calls, and I’m sorry… I just have been really busy and didn’t have time to really talk.”

All my words were full of it and I wouldn’t be surprised if he could tell. I’d been anything but busy the past few weeks. I had no desire to talk to him. I even deliberately chose a bad time to call him, knowing he wouldn’t answer. I didn’t want to have to face the reality of the situation.

I still couldn’t face the reality of the situation.

His lips were on mine in an instant and he was pushing me into the wall behind me as I felt my eyes widen. It was no secret that he was drunk, but I didn’t think he was that drunk...

I pushed him off and looked at him as he just continued to stare at me with heavy lidded eyes. He wasn’t in his right mind and I couldn’t let any mistakes happen. It could ruin us for him pull anything, whether he was drunk or not.

“Y/N…” he called as a shiver ran down my spine. My name on his lips sounded so… right. I was weak to his voice, but his hushed and eager voice was killing me.

“Jungkook,” I tried to stay calm, but his breath on my skin was driving me crazy. The look in his eyes was so desperate, and my resolve was floating away.

“Y/N, I need this,” he slurred as my heart broke in half, “I need you to do this for me.”

I knew what it would mean if I did it. It would cost our friendship for me to give into the temptation. To him, it would just be another hook up; another check on his list. He wouldn’t think anything of it the next morning.

I, however, would remember every touch, every kiss, every moan… it would all haunt me until I drove myself absolutely insane. I knew exactly what it meant if I let him continue with me; if I let him take me into a bedroom and finish what he had started.

“Jungkook,” I tried to sound strong, but my voice was so incredibly weak. It was pitiful and soft, but that seemed to be a good sign in Jungkook’s book. He didn’t know what this would do to me…

I tried to push him completely off of me, but the moment I moved my hands to his chest to move him away, he leaned in again and captured my lips. His sudden kiss knocked the breath out of me as my hands grabbed onto his shirt desperately. I pulled him closer to me as I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I moved my hands to his shoulders keeping him as close to me as possible.

His lips were sloppily kissing mine as I kissed him in return. I could feel how needy he was as he licked my lips and pressed me hard against the wall he had pinned me against. I didn’t put up a fight as his tongue took over my mouth, moving around my tongue before he pulled away to take a quick breath.

“Can I?”

His eyes were staring into mine with such need and desperation. He looked so helpless, and I couldn’t help but wonder what got him to feel this way.

I just nodded before I had enough time to let my regret pull me out of it. I kept telling myself that I could back out at any moment as long as he didn’t pull me into a room…

But as the door shut behind the two of us and as Jungkook pinned me against the wall, I knew there was no going back. His hips were grinding mine as I moaned and held him against me. His mouth was still kissing mine as passionately as before, but his mind was elsewhere.

He didn’t even seem to notice my tears as he reached under my clothes and began caressing my stomach. He would never understand how long I had waited for a moment like this…

And he also had no idea how much it hurt that he only wanted me for a rebound.

“I know it’s been about three weeks and I just wanted to call and tell you that I’m doing just fine. I’m sure Jimin’s told you since I see him every day in class… He talks a lot, you know? He asks me for my life story, but I only tell him so much since I know he has gossip problems.”

I smiled as I talked into my phone, feeling myself reflect on the friend I had just mentioned. Jimin had introduced us when he invited me and a few of his other friends to go bowling. Jungkook had been flirting with two girls when I first met him, and I automatically labeled him as a guy I shouldn’t go near.

Later that night after I finished talking to Hoseok, one of Jimin and I’s other classmates, I ran back into Jungkook. He was just standing outside the hallway to the bathroom, looking into the arcade across the hall.

I knew I shouldn’t say anything to him. I should have just left him alone, but his expression made me feel pity on him.

“Did all the girls leave?” I joked as his eyes moved to look at me. He seemed slightly startled, but he recovered very quickly. I was waiting for some obnoxious pick up line to be thrown my way, but his words were tame.

“No,” he shook his head before leaning it against the wall. His eyes still stayed on mine as I got a good look at them. “They were boring, actually. One of them was way too eager. She asked me if I would take her to the bathroom later tonight.”

He let out a small laugh as I laughed along with him, “Good God, what a whore.”

“I’ll say,” he pushed himself off the wall as he seemed to get a little excited, “I even went up to bowl like everyone else and she started cheering really loudly. After about four frames, I quit so she would shut up.”

“No way,” I laughed as I looked toward the bowling alley, “I was wondering what all the noise was about. I didn’t think it was all over you.”

He nodded and looked in the same direction that I did, “I’m all for attention, but that was too much for me.”

I turned back to him while letting out a little laugh, and when my eyes met his once more, time seemed to stop.

Looking back on it, the time only stopped for me. To him, I was just another girl. At least in that moment I was.

“I’m Jungkook, by the way,” he held out his hand as his flirty smile appeared back on his face. I just looked down at his hand and then back up at him. Without taking his hand, I pushed myself off of the wall and started walking toward my original destination, the bathroom.

“Y/N,” I called after him, “I’ll see you around.”

And with that, Jungkook and I became fast friends. He never really hit on me, even in the beginning; he just treated me like a normal human being. I really enjoyed it at first, but somewhere along the way, my opinion changed.

It started to become a bad thing that he never flirted with me.

“I don’t have much time left before it times me out, so I’ll stop here,” I spoke as I took a deep breath. I shivered as I thought back to that night for a brief moment, feeling the regret in the pit of my stomach. I told myself to never let it happen unless he loved me like I did him. I swore to myself that I would be strong.

“Bye Jungkook…”

I hesitated to end the call as I saw the timer continue along. I wanted to finish it already, but my mouth was dying to say something else.

It was all over, anyway… so why not just leave it out in the open?

“I love you,” I spoke with a slightly shaky voice. I didn’t give myself any time to think about what I had just said as I pressed the end button and left my phone in front of me.

::

I hadn’t expected a call or anything after I left the voicemail. I didn’t really even expect to see him again after I left that simple, yet complicated message.

It felt like it had been an eternity since I had seen him in the flesh, and it didn’t help that my last memory of seeing him was laying next to him in bed, wanting more than anything to erase what I had let happen.

“Y/N,” I looked up from my book and spotted Jimin sitting in front of me. I had forgotten that we were supposed to be studying for our Biology final next week. I honestly couldn’t keep my head straight, and I could tell Jimin’s patience was dwindling. “Are you even listening?”

“No,” I didn’t hesitate to answer. Jimin had no idea what had happened between Jungkook and I nearly a month ago. He didn’t know about my feelings, he didn’t know about that night, and he certainly didn’t know about the voicemail. If anyone were to tell him what happened, it would be Jungkook. I had no desire to get any pity looks from Jimin for the rest of my pitiful days.

“Could you at least sound a little sorry?” he seemed to be losing his patience with me. We’d been trying to study for the past hour, but thanks to me, we’ve gotten nowhere.

“I am sorry,” I spoke, but I didn’t sound genuine. I honestly did mean it, but I didn’t have the will to make it sound that way.

Jimin’s annoyance slightly grew, but I also saw a hint of pity in his eyes. That was the exact look I had been trying to avoid…

“Okay, what’s going on?” He asked, closing my text book that I had been blankly staring at, “You’ve been acting strange for so long. I was hoping it would wear off over a week or two, but you’re still in this… sulking state.”

I looked down at the textbook cover and sighed, tracing the animal on the front cover, “It’s not a big deal. I’m just stressed from all these exams, and merely looking at a textbook wears me out-”

“Y/N,” Jimin stopped me as I looked up at him. He wasn’t buying any of it, but I didn’t know why. Jimin wasn’t normally so intuitive that he could see through me that easily. Was I getting really bad at hiding it? I kept it up for so long that it became almost a second nature.

Though, the more I thought about not having heard a word from Jungkook in the past few days, the more upset I got. Thinking about him; about that voicemail… that was the only explanation as to why I couldn’t keep this up any longer. My body simply couldn’t, or just didn’t want to, keep up with my mind any longer.

“Y/N, I know something’s wrong,” he leaned forward and grabbed my chin. He moved my head so that I was looking him in the eye, and all my barriers felt like breaking, “I… I uh…”

Jimin’s hesitance made my stomach ache. I almost didn’t want to know what he was going to say. Did he know? Surely he didn’t know everything…

“I talked to Jungkook about you today.”

My heart felt like a needle was being plunged into it at his words. He talked to Jungkook. I couldn’t help but feel incredibly jealous over such a simple action. Just knowing that he had spoken to the person who was killing me on the inside was enough to knock the breath out of me.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked with a soft voice. His eyes were filled with all the worry and concern that I wanted to see in Jungkook. I wanted to know if he would be concerned for me like Jimin was in this moment.

“I didn’t want to be pitied,” I answered, but it wasn’t the complete truth. The complete truth was that I didn’t want to say the reality of the situation. I didn’t want it to seem even more real than it already was. “I didn’t want you to see me as weak as I feel.”

Jimin grabbed my hand and squeezed it, “Hey… You should really talk to him. It’ll make the both of you feel so much better.”

“No,” I took my hand out of his grip and shook my head, “God, no. I can’t handle talking to him.”

“I know,” he swallowed, trying to hold my attention, “Y/N, look. You need to talk to him. He really wants to talk to you about a voicemail that you left.”

My stomach twisted and turned at the mention of my stupid mistake. I wanted more than anything to erase that stupid thing… “If he wanted to talk to me about it, he should have tried to contact me. I don’t like having to hear about what he wants through another person’s mouth when he could easily say it to me.”

“I understand,” Jimin nodded, grabbing hold of one of my hands again. I looked down at them and he pulled my pinky to point at the ceiling, “Can you promise me that you’ll at least close this out? Let this end with no questions?”

I wanted to say no just as much as I wanted to say yes. I felt like I already knew all the answers that I’d need to know…

But instead of rejecting his suggestion, I just wrapped my pinky around his and took a deep breath.

“I promise.”

::

Not even a day after our promise, Jimin was begging me to go bowling with him, Hoseok, and Taehyung. He swore that Jungkook wouldn’t be there, but even if he wasn’t going to be there, I would still feel like he was. The bowling alley was not only our first encounter, but we also liked to hang out there a good bit of the time. Jungkook and I never really even bowled, but we’d watch our friends and then run off somewhere else, like the arcade they had in the back.

“I’m glad you came!” Hoseok smiled to me as I got out of my car. He and Taehyung had just arrived together since they’re roommates, and we were still waiting on Jimin. “Jimin told me that you’re starting to get sick of this place.”

I smiled nervously as I looked at the building. I was definitely not sick of the place, I just couldn’t help but have negative feelings toward it. It was a vessel harboring all my heartache; it was the place where it all began.

“Jimin lied,” I tried to put on a genuine smile, “I’m definitely not sick of this place. This is our hang out spot, after all.”

Hoseok nodded as Taehyung finally met up with the two of us. He had taken forever getting out of the car for some reason.

The three of us were already heading inside when Jimin pulled in.

Of course, Jimin’s not the only one who pulled in.

My breath caught in my throat as I saw the all too familiar Silver Audi R5. The windows were too tinted to see inside, but I didn’t need to see inside to know exactly who was in it.

It was as if time slowed down as he parked next to Jimin’s car and got out painfully slowly. It had been nearly three weeks since the mistake, and of course he hadn’t changed a bit. His hair was parted to the right, his forehead was very, very visible, and his hair was styled the exact way it was that night.

I felt my lungs being throttled as tears were welling into my eyes. My eyes met his after he and Jimin shared a handshake, but I wasn't ready. I wasn’t ready to look him in the eyes, I wasn’t ready to breathe the same air as him.

All I could think about was how his lips were pressed against mine, about his whispers in my ear, about how incredibly vulnerable I felt in this moment.

My thoughts had put me in a whole whirlpool of emotions. All I could see was what happened that night. I couldn’t get it out of my head. I couldn’t let it go like I wished I could.

And I had no one to blame but myself.

Once my mind came back to reality, I realized everyone was already heading inside.

Well, everyone except Jungkook who was standing right in front of me. He was close enough to touch, and I wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch him.

My eyes met his as my tears finally began spilling out. He knew what lead me to be this way, and I wasn’t going to bother hiding it. Even if I wanted to hide it, I didn’t have the strength to. I was completely and utterly pitiful.

“Y/N…” he moved his hand to my cheek to wipe away the tears that were falling, and I didn’t back away. I couldn’t move away from him when all I wanted to do was jump into his arms and kiss him like I’d gone mad.

I refused to meet his eyes as his hand was rested on my cheek. He seemed to be perfectly sober, but I was irrationally terrified that it would happen again, and I would be left in the dust once more.

“I don’t even know where to begin,” he took a deep breath. It comforted me a little bit to see him just as shaky as I was, “I guess I should start with an apology… I know I’ve texted you to apologize several times, but that’s never good enough. I would hate myself forever if I didn’t apologize properly to you.”

I knew he was meaning to be sweet, but his words caused panic to rise in my throat. He’s apologizing for that night, but what if he apologizes for not being able to feel the same way about me? What if he apologizes about leading me on?

More tears slipped from my eyes, and Jungkook was quick to catch them.

“I’m sorry, Y/N… I…” He stopped short when I moved my face out of his hold. I looked down to hide the excruciating heartbreak that awaited me.

“I’m mostly sorry for waiting so long to respond to you. I feel like a garbage person for not ever calling you back or even texting you. I just… I didn’t know how to feel at first.”

I let out a very unbecoming sob as I turned away from him. I hated this. I hated being such a mess of emotions. The worst part was that Jungkook wouldn’t just leave me to cry alone. He didn’t get the hint that I didn't want to know. I didn’t want the confirmation that Jimin thought I needed. It just made it hurt even more than it should have.

“Y/N…” he called in a gentle voice, placing his hand on mine. I flinched away, but he was relentless, “Y/N, I should have never taken advantage of you. I will never be able to forgive myself for that.”

It was silent as Jungkook gently and carefully wrapped his arms around my waist. I felt my heart jump, only to ache seconds later. I didn’t fight him as he pulled me against him in a back hug. He buried his head in my shoulder and took a deep breath as I tried to wipe away some of my tears.

“I didn’t realize that you loved me,” he sounded like he was on the verge of tears, but I couldn’t use his reaction to gauge it. His hold on me was very shaky as I felt my right hand touch his in hopes to comfort him a little. “I didn’t realize that I love you.”

I continued to hold his hand as my brain processed his words. My eyes slowly began widening as he hugged me even tighter against him. It was like he was afraid that I would push him away. I would have been crazy to push him away from me after hearing the words I never thought he’d say.

Jungkook is the player type, even after we were friends he was a flirt. He was all over different kinds of girls, and we even used to bet on if he could get a girl’s number or not.

Seeing him like this was not only confusing to my heart, but also to my brain. It didn’t logically make sense for him to be so vulnerable in this situation. It didn’t make sense for him to be in love with me…

I turned around in his arms as he lifted his head up from my shoulder. I looked in his eyes for any lies, any jokes, any bets he might’ve made on the situation…

But his were as honest and genuine as my feelings are for him. My eyes stayed glued to his as he held me against him. Our lips had barely any distance between them, and Jungkook didn’t waste any time closing that gap.

This kiss was worlds different than the other night; it was sweet, soft, and genuine. I could feel his affection with his soft touches and his careful movements. His lips were softly encircled around mine, and I felt myself leaning even more into him. He brushed his fingers through my hair so softly as a shiver ran down my spine.

My right hand found itself grabbing at the front of his shirt, pulling his mouth even more against mine. His gentle kisses were causing more frustration than happiness the longer they went on, but as I pulled him even more into me, he responded very quickly.

His hands stayed on the small of my back as my free hand buried into his hair. Our lips were being roughly pressed together, and it wasn’t long before his tongue slipped into my mouth. Even having a heated kiss like this, it felt nothing like the other night. It felt like a real, sincere kiss.

Our lips parted a few seconds as my eyes fluttered open to meet his. I almost completely forgot about how upset I had been only five minutes earlier just by looking into his eyes.

They were the same eyes I had looked into since we met, but in this moment, it was different. I could see all the feelings I thought I would never see in him.

“I wish I talked to you sooner,” he swallowed as I was brought back to reality, “but I needed time to figure out my feelings. That night three weeks ago was confusing to me just like it was to you. I didn’t know what compelled me to do what I did…”

I took a deep breath and sent him a smile. It was probably my first real smile in three weeks.

“I’m just glad this is all sorted out,” I reached up and touched his face as I felt my heart swell. This was like a dream come true, “I missed you so, so much. I didn’t realize just how in love I am until I quit talking to you.”

Without really saying much more, the two of us started to head inside. Jimin, Hoseok, and Taehyung had all started playing a game already, and Jimin immediately noticed us when we walked inside.

“Thank God you two have sorted it out,” Jimin sighed and sent me a soft smile, “I told you that you would feel better after talking to him.”

“Don’t rub it in,” I warned, but I was too happy to be truly annoyed at Jimin. Jungkook’s hand held mine in such a sure way that I knew this could last. I had no fears about us.

I looked over at him as Jimin went up to bowl, and he was already looking at me. We exchanged soft smiles as he placed a kiss on my forehead. I didn’t know that Jungkook could be such a soft and loving boyfriend…

Boyfriend… We didn’t actually talk about being official, did we?

With one more glance in his direction, I didn’t need to. It was silently agreed upon, and I was fine with that.

“I think you two should play,” Hoseok offered as they finished the final frame, “We have six spots and there are five of us.”

I was about to decline, but Jungkook beat me, “Sure. I haven’t played in a while.”

Jungkook got up to bowl as I just watched him and every move he made. I started thinking back to the night we met and how there was one desperate girl cheering for him. I couldn’t help but relate to that girl just a little bit as I got the urge to cheer for his strike. I forgot how good Jungkook is at the game. It made me wonder why he quit playing when we’d go.

I couldn’t help but ask him as we ran off to get some food, “Hey… why did you stop playing when we’d come bowling?”

He looked over at me as he folded the receipt in his hand. A faint smile appeared on his face right before our number was called. Jungkook was quick to grab the tray, and I grabbed the drink off of it. I was quick to take a sip of it as Jungkook glanced down at me.

“Why?” he asked as I swallowed the soda that was in my mouth.

“I’m just curious. You’re really good at bowling, and you seem to enjoy it.” I slowed him down as I saw Jimin get a Spare.

He shrugged, but before I started to get annoyed at his silence, he leaned down and whispered in my ear.

“I liked talking to you a whole lot more.”

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A/N: That wasn’t so bad was it? c;

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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: