Jimin POV - flashback to yesterday

Wah, who would've thought it only took a single days of kindness to woo our righteous assistant?

Ah I feel so bad, maybe it'd be better for me to ignore her? I could just act like I normally do to her, you know, test her patience every other second. But my charm is too irresistible, I should just act like she doesn't exist so she loses these feelings fast.

"To put it simply, they think we had sex last night, and if you act like that they'll think that I'm bad in bed-"

"What."

She's one over thinker, my parents are dirty minded, of course they are just look at how their son turned out - I'm talking about myself by the way - anyways, they wouldn't think that.

Especially since according to our lie we've been together for 5 years. Now which couple doesn't have sex within all that time together- You get what I mean.

I was minding my own business, still extremely interested at the fact that Yeseul, bighit's doll, fucking likes me. When my mum pulled me and told me to take Yeseul to her house, I dropped her off and left to pass time with Seulgi noona. That's where she told me about the concert they were having for their middle eastern fans. And that's also where the idea struck in my mind that we could all go together.

When I told Yeseul I expected her to, I don't know, look disappointed? The man she just fell for is taking his real lover on our honeymoon. I'd be bawling my eyes out, hm, why doesn't her expression change? Maybe she's good at doing a poker face.

My sweet sweet noona also decided on taking another person with us so Yeseul wouldn't feel like a 3rd wheel. Awh, how thoughtful. I had to ask her about her ideal type in our group, what's even the point? She's gonna lie because she likes me-

"TAEHYUNG."

Cute lie.

Present.

Why. Did. I. Jump. To. Conclusions? Fuck man, I'm not usually such an idiot. This is so annoyingly embarrassing oh my god. I mentally facepalmed a million times seeing her chuckle at my explanation.

"YAH PARK YESEUL."

I purposely yelled her name with my surname attached to it. It would make her stop in her steps any day, and just like I expected she did. I don't know what I was thinking, I just wanted to continue talking to her.

"Did you just..."

"What? You do know that's legally your name now." I smiled, tilting my head. I shrugged at her response with a simple 'whatever' in reply, walking past her. A funny idea crossed my mind, turning around while winking.

"Wifey."

C'mon Lee Yeseul, keep me entertained with those disgusted reactions.

"I got lost on my way but I'm here bitches." We both looked towards the door to see Taehyung walk in.

"Ew what's with the atmosphere? What did you do shorty?" He shook his head, walking up to me and slapping the back of my neck.

"Yah who are you calling shorty?" I went on my tiptoes a little to put him in a headlock.

"He's calling you a shorty. Shorty." Yeseul stuck out her tongue walking away.

"Ah Taehyunggggg." I complained, stomping my foot, letting Tae out of the headlock.

"What did I do?"

"You interrupted her reaction. That would've been so funny too~ who would've thought pissing off Yeseul would be so fun?" I smiled.

"Oh?" Taehyung held my chin, squinting his eyes while scanning my face. I pushed his hand away confused.

"What are you doing?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. He smiled to himself walking off.

"How many rooms are there?" He turned around and asked.

"Oh, there's 2. It's a luxurious place but it's built for a couple, so there's one main bedroom and one guest." I replied, wondering how we'd sort the rooms. Taehyung nodded and headed to the kitchen, probably to grab a glass of water.

"Chim?"

I heard a sweet voice behind me speak, Seulgi. How did I even forget she was still here?

"Hey baby. That was awkward wasn't it." I chuckled, walking her out. She had to go to practice for the concert so she left earlier than planned. Oh well, we have all week to spend together. I waved her goodbye and plopped down on the sofa.

"I'M HUNGRY." From the corner of my eyes I saw Yeseul coming out of one of the bedrooms.

"Should I give you something to eat?" I asked her. She raised her eyebrows, confused at my sudden niceness.

"Uh, yes?" She looked so expectant, it made me wanna mess with her again.

"I am the snack. To be specific..." I looked down at my lap flirtatiously. Glancing up at her hoping to see a laughable expression, she stood there with a blank face. She walked towards me slowly, making me flustered, d-did she take me s-seriously?

Ew why am I stuttering in my own thoughts.

"Is our Jimin-ie sweating?"

"W-what are you d-doing? I was j-joki-"

"Even stuttering now? Hm, am I perhaps, making you nervous?" She cut me off, placing her finger on my chest, slowly dragging it down, making me, weirdly... expectant? Of what she was going to do next.

"I'm sorry I'm just so hungry..."

"I don't think eating that, tiny thing you have down there would fill me up anyways."

"Wah, you're really... something." I couldn't hide my reaction at her brutal words. She laughed changing that gaze of hers.

"Look for entertainment in your real lover and stop saying such dirty jokes to me. Whoever hears might misunderstand." She said, getting up. She's right.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

The me who couldn't stand talking to this stupid assistant more than necessary, is now, eager to talk to her for no reason. Eager to see a reaction, a smile...

"Me and Taehyung are going to get some snacks from the grocery store. Do you want anything?" She asked, grabbing her purse.

"I don't."

Yeseul POV

Jimin starting conversations with me, TWICE, in one day? Wah, this must be a dream, not like I wanna talk to him just, his new behaviour is kind of, tolerable. Makes me want to restart that friendship we attempted a while ago before he ruined it- ah never mind.

"Yeseul?" A finger snapped in front of my face, Taehyung was smiling at me, leading us to the nearest store with google maps.

"You and Jimin seem closer now." He started a conversation.

"Closer? Please for the past 5 years he's constantly avoided normal conversations with me and the only reason he's talking now is because I'm doing him such a huge favour." I said, well who thought my own words could sting.

I won't deny the fact that I do want to become friends with him, yes he's a complete asshole. But seeing how nicely and sweetly he treats other people makes me think if we maybe became friends he would treat me with respect too.

"Jimin's just weird with you. I've said this to you a million times but I still don't get his behaviour towards you. He's a kind kid, always has been, still is. Just not to you. Maybe he holds an old grudge? God knows." Tae shrugged, as we finally made it to the store.

We picked up things like bread, eggs, milk, cereal. Just main things for breakfast, we could always order things for lunch and go out for dinner anyways.

"Oh shit." I cursed under my breath, noticing Jimin's ring was gone, our, engagement ring.

"What happened?" Taehyung asked me.

"I lost the ring." I sighed, looking down at my empty finger.

"I'll pay for the food, you look for it, Jimin's gonna murder you if he finds out you lost his family heirloom." Tae told me, standing in the long ass queue which would give me enough time to search for it. I walked around the store, searching earnestly. As much as I wanted to avoid the thought, I wouldn't be surprised if someone stole it.

You could probably see that golden thing shining from miles away.

I headed out to search for it, maybe it slipped off on the way... now I was starting to panic, not only could I already imagine Jimin's intimidating ass scolding me for it, I could also imagine how disappointed his parents would be. Ah fuck, if only that shit actually fit me properly.

"هل تهتي."

(A/N: That roughly translates to: "Are you lost bAbYgorL?")

I turned around after hearing a man speak Arabic, no I didn't understand, but I was standing in an alleyway where there was no one but us, so he had to have been talking to me.

(A/N: English will be shown in this font for now.)

"Uh, I don't speak... do you know english?" I spoke out, luckily with my dad's job abroad, he taught me some basic english. The man looked in around his early 30s, I assumed he was some body builder or a gym addict cuz his muscles were practically ripping his shirt.

"Of course I know english..." he smiled, walking towards me.

"I was asking if you were lost, I'm a local, I could maybe, show you around." He said. Oh wow he's fluent.

"Uh, no thank you." I replied, although he was being kind and all, it'd be plain stupid for me to trust a stranger, especially in a country where I don't speak a second of the language.

"It wasn't a question. Let me show you around." He said, in a more, commanding tone.

"And what I said wasn't a fucking lie either so move." I didn't know how to say what I wanted to in english so I just cursed in Korean hoping he would go away because of how annoyed my tone was. I tried heading away from him, my ass had already walked far away from the grocery store, so Taehyung couldn't even help me out.

Heck, he would be nothing compared to this giant, bigfoot looking ass motherfucker.

The man grabbed my wrist immediately releasing a crack sound from it. He did not just, break my wrist, by holding it.

"While I am being nice, you should listen." He told me, pinning me to the wall as gently as he could, even he knew how crazy stupid his strength was.

The sound of a rock dropping was heard making both of us look to the side.

"JIMIN." I ran up to him hastily, never been more glad to see him. I embraced him in fear, as he coughed and pushed me away.

"What are you doing? I DON'T KNOW HER BY THE WAY!" He screamed in fear of that hulk looking ass man, making me hit his chest.

"What the fuck do you mean you don't know me bitch, YOU BOUGHT ME TO THIS COUNTRY!" I said back, terrified that Jimin, who I really thought would act like those heroes in the movies, was about to abandon me.

"Yah Yeseul, let's think wisely ok. He's triple the size of both of us and could probably eat us for dinner if he wanted. And you'll never guess that he wants YOU and NOT ME, so wouldn't you like to be a little selfless and just let me run-"

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?" The man walked up to us, literally shaking the ground. He looked annoyed that he couldn't understand what we were saying because we were speaking Korean.

"Uh, I no, speak english. Take her!" Jimin pushed me towards the guy, I looked up at the 6'4 tall guy awkwardly letting out a laugh.

"He ran away didn't he..."