"I gave them your contact number, so they might call you anytime soon," Namjoon says. "Be sure to be alert and don't lose this chance."

"Yeah I will. Thanks," Jungkook nods happily, his smile big on his face.

"You're different," the older man says. "Did something good happen?"

Jungkook breathes and smiles a little. "Well, yeah, like I finally got a job to do."

He wants to tell Namjoon that he's currently in a relationship with a girl that he first met outside of a bar, that she's a big eater and she feels the happiest when food is around her and she could probably compete with Seokjin, that she possesses multiple talents including singing and drawing and playing guitar and piano and she dances like a silly person -a cute silly person -when she's excited over something random, that she hums a hell lot when she's thinking.

Jungkook wants to tell his friend every single thing about Chaeyoung, but 'every single thing' also includes that this whole thing happening between him and her is just an act. The relationship is fake. She is his fake girlfriend, and he's her fake boyfriend. This fake relationship is undoubtedly a win-win situation for both and it's the reason why they'd agreed on it, to help each other out. She won't look like a loser in front of her ex. Jungkook got to save himself from getting kicked out of his home. This whole thing will also come to an end in a couple of weeks. Jungkook figures that he can't tell Namjoon anything at all.

"Are you still living alone?" Namjoon asks and Jungkook simply nods his head. The older male furrows his brows at him. "Why don't you find a roommate?"

Jungkook sighs. "I did put up advertisements. But apparently no one is in need of a place to live yet."

Namjoon makes a thinking face and Jungkook immediately knows what the man has in his mind. "I'll survive for the time being. Besides, I'm getting jobs these days, aren't I? Don't worry about it."

Just then, his phone vibrates in his breast pocket.

- Dinner at my place tonight?

"We have a family gathering tonight. You can come, you know," Namjoon says while he reads the message over and over.

Jungkook chuckles. "I have somewhere else I need to be tonight. Thanks."

"Work?"

Chaeyoung hired him to be her fake boyfriend, so technically, yes, it's related to work. But he honestly doesn't think of it as a job.

"Yeah, work."

*

After dinner, Chaeyoung sits beside Jungkook on the long couch after agreeing to watch a movie together. They settle for an old movie that she has actually watched, something he has wanted to watch but never got to; 500 Days of Summer.

Chaeyoung has spent at least thirteen times watching this movie in the past. It's probably just a few weeks ago, she spends her night watching the same movie. She knows the flow well, even up to the point that she aces the timing of each of her favorite line, mouthing everything perfectly.

At the end of the movie, Chaeyoung sighs and pushes her lips into a pout. She remembers the first three times watching it, she'd cried. First, with Jennie and Lisa. Second, with Taehyung. Third alone. As she turns her head towards Jungkook, her eyes widen at him as he uses his forefinger to push his tears off the corners of his eyes.

"Are you crying?" she asks.

"You think?" he chuckles and sniffs, and Chaeyoung can't help the threatening smile on her face. "Why did we have to watch this movie?"

Chaeyoung doesn't know why she chose that movie, to be exact. She has so many options to choose from, yet that's the movie she picked to watch with Jungkook. "I don't know," she says with a shrug.

"Is it because it's relatable in some ways?"

Her head whips towards him and she stares at him for a moment. "I guess," she softly says.

There's silence, then. Chaeyoung continues to stare at the black screen. Her favorite quotes swirl in her brain for a moment, and like how it has always been, her memories with Chanyeol surfaces. Perhaps, it is true, that she keeps coming back to the movie, because she feels a strong connection to it.

"What is he like?"

Chaeyoung's eyes blink and she looks at Jungkook. "Huh?"

He's looking down at his own fingers. "What is he like?" he repeats, and he lifts his head to look at her. "That charcoal dude."

Where to begin? She questions herself. Slowly, Chaeyoung brings her legs up, folding them as she rests her clasped hands on both her knees in front of her. She opens her mouth to start, but then closes it again, narrowing her eyes at him. "Didn't you say that you don't care about him?"

Jungkook's brows quirk. "I need to know a few things about him."

"For what?" She feels herself starting to grin for no reason. Whatever Jungkook decides to reply her with, she knows for sure that they're going to paint her face with a smile that will surely have a hard time to leave her face.

"Oh, you know. Like, I need to know the things that he hates to see people do so maybe I can do it in front of him during the wedding."

Chaeyoung chuckles.

"Can he stand someone who picks nose in public? If he can't, maybe I'll pick my nose while talking to him. Maybe I can even flick the booger at him."

"What?" Chaeyoung exhales, trying so hard to suppress her laughter.

"Subtly, but I'll make sure it hits him anywhere you want it to be. Square on the face? I can do that."

Her laughter explodes. "You're so ridiculous," she says breathlessly before things are silent again between them. Chaeyoung inhales deeply, drawing out her breath long. "Chanyeol is..." a small smile pulls at her lips. "Chanyeol is perfect."

She hears Jungkook scoffs on her side.

"He was kind, probably the nicest man on earth. No, scratch that. The nicest in the whole universe. He never disagreed with what I said. Very sweet. Like, I'm serious, he was very, very sweet. He did a lot of sweet things for me."

"Like?"

"Like... breakfast in bed, pulled the chair for me in restaurants, matched my steps when we're walking, opened the car door for me-"

"I literally did that to you the other day and you hated it."

Chaeyoung just smiles at Jungkook briefly, dropping her gaze to her fingers fidgeting one another. She doesn't actually hate it, she wants to tell him, but she keeps her mouth shut.

"So, what actually happened between the two of you?"

"We broke up," she states.

"Obviously," Jungkook says flatly. "Or else he won't be labeled as your ex-boyfriend. I mean, what caused the falling out? If he's perfect, you're perfect, why breakup?"

Chaeyoung bites her lip, trying to keep her focus on the main topic of their conversation instead of the way Jungkook just called her perfect. "Nothing," she says gently and glances at him. "Nothing happened."

Jungkook's furrowing his brows hard at her, obviously confused. "That's bullshit."

"No, really. Nothing," she chuckles dryly.

"You don't make any sense."

Chaeyoung takes a deep breath. "We never fought. We didn't have a fight that caused a breakup. Our relationship was perfect. It was a very beautiful relationship with no problem at all. When I was in a relationship with him, I didn't have any bad days. Bad days just... didn't exist in the dictionary. Everything was so perfect."

Jungkook turns his whole body towards her on the couch. "You still don't make sense. I don't get it. If your relationship was too perfect, why are you guys now exes?"

She remembers everything clearly when Chanyeol decides to call it quits through text. She had thought that it was a prank, that he was just fooling around.

"He grew tired of me," Chaeyoung spills, a bitter smile surfaces on her sudden sullen face. "I should have known that. Should have realized it sooner, that the relationship was too perfect, too good to be true. It's like living in the dream, you know."

Dream is all great and fun until you open your eyes and wake up from it.

"Pretty sure everyone wants a perfect relationship where you don't fight with your partner. Every day is sunshine and rainbows and all smiles and the only tears you will let out will be because you laugh too much," she continues on.

"I... I'm probably dumb," Jungkook says, his tone unsure. "But I don't get it. I mean, you're perfect. And he was in a perfect relationship that everyone dreams of. Why did he ruin it? How on earth did he grow tired of you? I mean, sure, you need some spice in your love life, but how did he even come up with that kind of spice?"

Chaeyoung's giggle involuntarily rolls out of her. She nibbles on her bottom lip to stop herself.

"The whole relationship between he and I, it started with a bet between he and his friends," Chaeyoung explains.

"Oh, so he's an asshole."

She subconsciously nods her head. "When Chanyeol told me that he wanted to end things between us, he came clean as well. So yeah, he's kind but he's an asshole at the same time. I know it doesn't add up, but that's the fact, I guess? He's both a kind person and an asshole. He told me that he and his friends made a bet to see if he could make me fall for him and date him. So, he won the bet."

"Wait," Jungkook holds up a hand in the air. "How long did the relationship last?"

"A year and a half."

"If the relationship is purely created based on a stupid bet, why did he let it go on for that long? We're talking about a year and a half."

She stares at him amusedly, slightly confused at how worked up he is in the topic of her breakup. It's like he's discussing what he likes and dislikes in a movie. "Like I said, he's an asshole but he's kind. He's kind, but he's an asshole," she says, chuckling to herself when Jungkook scoffs, disbelief flashing across his features.

"From what he told me, he felt bad and he didn't have the heart to tell me that it was all a bet," Chaeyoung continues. "And plus, his friends made another bet to see if he could stay in the relationship for at least a year. So... he went on with it, pretending to have a strong feeling for me until he met a girl, which I assume is his bride-to-be, and he finally decided that he was tired of pretending, of lying to me. He's really in love with her and he didn't want to hurt her, so he wanted a breakup."

Jungkook says nothing for the next few seconds, and it goes longer than she expected. She asks him why is he being quiet all of a sudden, asks him if he thinks she's lying and Jungkook merely shakes his head before he says, "I'm actually trying to figure out which part of him that is actually kind, because based on what I heard, he's a complete asshole. A natural at being an asshole."

Chaeyoung sighs. "The part where he came clean about everything. Oh, and he did apologize. So."

"If he's actually a kind person as what you claimed him to be," Jungkook scoffs heavily. "He'd have told you sooner. Not by keeping it a secret and let the relationship go for over a year."

"I guess you're right," she slowly nods, eyes locked on him. "He's a complete asshole." She averts her attention away.

"I think..." she softly begins after a time, suddenly realizing something. "I think that's probably why I never actually moved on. Sometimes I thought I did, but I don't think I ever did. Because we never had any problems at all. No fight ever happened and suddenly, we broke up. Just like that." Her head softly shakes, in a slow motion before she repeats in a lower tone, softer, almost inaudible. "Just like that."

She was so in love. She probably is still very much in love with Chanyeol. But she realizes that the person she's in love with is a liar, the whole relationship that connected them both was a whole bridge of lies, she lived in a world of lies. Everything that she knows about him is a lie.

If anyone asks the same question as Jungkook's earlier, asking to describe Chanyeol, she can only describe the lie-version of him. She doesn't know a damn thing about him. She's also sure that the one who is getting married that month is a whole other person. He is still Park Chanyeol, but not the Park Chanyeol that lives in her head.

One quote from the movie seeps into her mind; "You know what sucks? Realizing that everything you believe in, is incomplete and utter bullshit."

She sighs. Yep, the movie is totally relatable in a way. It speaks to her. Maybe not the entire movie can be related to her whole experience with love and life, but it does hit home.

"Sucks, though," Chaeyoung says, pushing her hair backward. "Sucks that I thought I was literally on the right path because everything was just so perfect with him."

Jungkook laughs, but it doesn't sound anything like he's entertained, dipped in the hilarity of the situation that isn't supposed to be funny. He laughs with what seems to be a sarcasm or disbelief, she can't point it out.

"Have you ever played any games at all in your entire life?"

It's so out of the blue, and it's so weird that she finds this part of him very interesting. The way he easily switches lanes, changing the topic all of a sudden. "Huh?" she questions him, her face masked with confusion.

"You see, when you play games and you encounter obstacles, that's when you know you're going to the right path," he says. "Not coming across any obstacle is like, you're just walking around aimlessly, or you are still in the middle of searching for a clue to complete a quest but you're at the wrong place, or it's the wrong time, or it's both."

Chaeyoung finds her brows furrowing at him not because she doesn't get what he means, but because she wonders where he has been all this time not being a friend to her, at the very least. "Yeah," she nods and wrinkles her nose at him. "I've never actually thought of that."

She thinks she sees his big eyes sparkle, but maybe it's just the light.

"You know what? It's good that he left you," Jungkook says after a moment passes and she finds herself locking eyes with him as he says, "I'm probably going to thank him later at the wedding."

"Why?"

"Because if he didn't, we probably wouldn't have met."

Chaeyoung feels her heart stops for a second, or maybe two seconds before it begins to pound again. Just that when it's back to pounding, she doesn't expect for it to be so, so hard against her chest. The wall of her chest may as well get fractured or just shatter to pieces with the way her heart is violently beating when she notices how Jungkook's soft gaze has fallen downwards.

He leans forward, slowly but surely, until she can feel the soft strands of his curly, messy hair against her forehead.

She holds her breath, feeling her lips part for a brief moment. She wonders how his lips taste like. Are they soft like how they look like?

When Jungkook tilts his head, though, ready to lean in, ready to crash into her, Chaeyoung pulls her head backward and turns away quickly, finally breathing albeit unevenly, leaving him frozen as he faces the side of her face.

"Um..." she swallows nervously as she reaches for the remote controller. "H-how about we watch another movie?" she stammers, not even glancing to her side where Jungkook is still in the same position, his face still close to the side of her face.

She feels his breath against the skin of her cheek when he lightly chuckles before there's the softest press of his lips against her cheek and everything goes blank in her mind as her head spins, her face heats up, her breath caught in her throat and her blood pumping loudly in her ears she probably could go deaf.