Yoongi

  "If I get a record deal, I'm going to sing my little heart out and if I get rich, I'm buying you the whole world." Jungkook said through the phone. "But why didn't you wait until we could show him our song together? I would've loved that much more."

  I kicked my foot on the floor as I walked around my bedroom and sighed. "It would've been unfair for one of Joon's old friends to get a free pass just because he knows me."

  I heard Jungkook sigh through the phone as I sat on my bed. "I still want to finish the song and use it. Maybe Namjoon will let us." He said hopefully. "I have to go, I'm here." He said. I told him bye and pressed the end button before lying back on my bed.

  I frowned and looked over at the lyrics I had wrote for the song. The only thing left to do was to make the music and record the song. I sighed as I stood up and examined the lyrics.

  Such a cheesy mess.

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  "Namjoon owns this place too?" Jungkook said as he looked around the coffee shop.

  "Yep, he even sent me home because someone poured coffee all over me." I said with a smile.

  "You never told me that someone poured coffee on you. I thought you had an accident that day." Jungkook said as he looked at me with wide eyes. I laughed at his confused face and he pouted like a kid.

  After a couple of minutes of going over the lyrics and theme of our song, I could sense someone staring at me, so I looked around to see if anyone was creeping.

  I look around the room until my eyes stop on a familiar pair of eyes across the room. His brown eyes were staring deeply at me and his parted hair was black and came just a little past his eyes that pierced my soul.

  He had on black skinny jeans and a bright white T-shirt on that could be seen from across the world. If you looked hard enough, you could see the smirk on his mouth that could send chills down your back easily.

  We held eye contact until Jungkook snapped me back into reality with a loud cough. "Who are you looking at?" He asked me and I stayed silent for a few seconds before looking back at the boy across the room.

  "Park Jimin." I said sternly as Jimin made his way to the table we were sitting at. I looked at Jungkook and gathered my things and stood up, only to be seated back down by a strong hand.

  "Where are you going?" I heard the voice of a dark angel as I was scooted over in the booth to make room for him. I'm trapped.

  "I- I was trying to leave." I stuttered stupidly. Don't let him get to you. Don't ever.

  "Why is that?" Jimin asked and then looked at a confused Jungkook. "Your boyfriend isn't giving you enough attention on your date?" He tilted his head and smiled at me with his pure sweet smile and eye crescents.

  I could feel myself melting again as he merely looked at me- and not in a good way.

  "Jungkook isn't my boyfriend and neither are you, so why are you here?" I said, finally gaining confidence as I looked up at Jimin.

  He cheated on me. I can be a bitch, I have the right to be mad at him. "Baby, can I talk to you?" Jimin said and then looked at Jungkook with a hatred look. "Alone."

  Jungkook squinted his eyes in disgust, and he was probably processing everything going on. Once he looked like he understood, he put his hand in the table and leaned forward.

  "Actually, we are doing something more important than talking to you," Jungkook smiled at Jimin. "So can you leave?"

  Jimin stood up and leaned over the table to scare Jungkook off, but this only made Jungkook stand up as well, towering over him. Jimin finally scoffed and took a piece of my paper and wrote down his number on it.

  He walked away as I looked down at the paper with shock. What do you want? To break me again? It's not happening. I crumbled up the paper and threw it at Jungkook, who was already sitting back down. He picked up the paper and put it in his bag. Maybe he just doesn't want to litter.

  He looked up at me and then settled down again. "So, Who is that again?" He asked me as he pointed back to where Jimin had sat.

  "My first love, ex boyfriend." I said as I looked down at the table with a fake smile planted on my face. "He cheated on me.."

  "What?" Jungkook said with wide eyes. "He cheated on you? Come on, who the hell would ever do that? I could never do that to you."

  "You can't cheat on me? Duh, we aren't dating." I laughed weakly. "Besides, That was in high school. It was nothing big."

  "If it was nothing big," Jungkook said slowly. "Then why haven't you dated anyone since?"

  ——

    "Have fun on your double date with the two brats!" I yelled to Jin as he walked out of the door with Joon. I sat on the couch all alone as I watched Friends reruns and ate popcorn.

  I didn't mind being alone, but I couldn't get things out of my mind here lately. Like the fact that I witnessed Jungkook dominate the hell out of Jimin, or like why I couldn't stop picturing how Jungkook's jaw clenched as he saw Jimin pushing me over to sit next to me, and how Jungkook would look at me and laugh with his bunny teeth as he crinkled his eyes -that made the whole room look at him.

  Oh God, why am I thinking of him?

  Even when he was next to my first love, all I could think about was how hot he looked when he was confused and angry. Even when Jimin sat next to me, all I could look at was Jungkook to save me and he eventually did. All I could think about is Jungkook's cute laugh and the way he likes to put his hands in his pockets and make random beats out of boredom.

  I can't stop thinking about how his hair bounces when he throws his head back to laugh at my dumb joke or about how I made a fool out of myself. I can't stop thinking about how embarrassed I feel when I do something dumb in front of him. I need to stop.

  "Stop stop stop sto-"

  "Stop what?" I hear Jungkook close the door as he walked in. I stopped hitting my head and looked over at him. He had on grey sweatpants and a black T-shirt with messy hair. He looks sexy as hell honestly. Fuck- NO.

"Damn." I gulp and open my mouth as I stare at Jungkook. He's my friend, he's straight, he's my friend and he's straight.

"Damn?" He smirked as he walked closer to me and towered over my body as he blocked the television. "Do I look fine?" He said, causing me to blush. He bent over and got to my level to look into my eyes. He put his index finger under my chin and lifted it.

He smiled and examined my face up close. I could feel my heart beating like crazy as he leaned in close enough so I could feel his breath. "Go get dressed, we're going somewhere." He whispered and then backed away from me slowly.

I let out the breath I was holding and gasped for air as Jungkook sat down on the couch. I practically ran to my room and shut the door as fast as possible.

What the hell has gotten into me?

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