A few days later, that weekend, Yoongi's fam and mine are having a BBQ party in my backyard. 

Yoongi's older brother hadn't arrived yet. 

"You guys could have invited some friends of yours too, you know?" My mom says to me and Yoongi in her sweet voice. 

I take a bite of my marinated rib, getting sauce all over my mouth. 

"Yeah you could have invited Jungkook, Y/N. Aren't you so close?" Yoongi replies, glaring into my soul, clearly poking my nerve.

I look up at my mom who is clueless about my relations. 

"Jungkook? Who is that? A boyfriend?" My mom questions me, hopeful. While my dad seems unsatisfied. What's new? 

I shake my head and awkwardly smile. "No, eomma. Just a friend." 

I kick Yoongi under the table and mouth him a "Shut up." 

He gives me a satisfied smirk and picks up his fork. His father sits across from me and I take the chance to embarrass him too.

"Yeah, why didn't you invite your friend Ho-Rang, Yoongs?" I say loud and clear.

Yoongi scratches his head when his dad glares at him. 

"Ho-Rang? Our neighbor's daughter?" Yoongi's father questions us. 

My eyes widen.

"HO-RANG IS YOUR NEIGHBOR????" I exclaim and stare at Yoongi in shock. 

He nods.

"THE FUCK!"

My mom shushes me for swearing. 

I drop my fork. 

"I have never seen her there when I come over!" I am seriously surprised and confused.

Yoongi's father answeres to my confusions. "They moved there 3 months ago, so maybe that's why you haven't seen them there. By the way, you know Ho-Rang? She is in your class?" 

I nod, "Yeah yeah she is a friend of mine or something like that." 

I give Yoongi another death glare, squinting my eyes at him. He has some real guilty ass face on. 

"Hey come help me with something real quick," I say to him and stand up from my chair. 

"You can do it alone."

I am behind him and grab onto the back of his shirt aggressively. "I said come help me with something." 

He wasn't getting up so I kick his chair. He finally raises up and follows me upstairs.

I close my bedroom door and cross my arms as he faces me.

"Sooooo are we strangers now because it really feels that way," I say, clearly aggravated. 

Yoongi has. a guilty puppy expression on.  I tap my foot waiting for the tea that I have been kept under the shadows from. 

"We aren't strangers...," He mumbles under his breath, looking down at his fingers. 

"Yeah okay. First of all, you didn't tell me you had any relations with Ho-Rang. Second of all, you didn't even tell me she is your neighbor, and third of all-- DID YOU FUCK HER THE DAY SHE MOVED TO YOUR NEIGHBORHOOD LIKE HELLO???"

I am yelling without realizing. Yoongi puts his palm over my mouth and sits me down.

"Relax. I don't have that kind of relations with her. She moved there and kept coming to my house to give me food. I didn't tell you because I thought you'd know since you talk to her," he explains himself but that didn't pass me. There are lies all over the place.

"I don't understand! I feel like I've been kept in the shadows." 

I feel jealous and annoyed for some reason. I don't know why I'm jealous. I am so so so jealous.

"Dude chill. She is just a neighbor." 

I glare at Yoongi again. "So..." 

"So what?" 

"So you fucked her more than once?" 

Yeah, I guess that was my problem. I'm fucking jealous and I have no idea how it came about. I suddenly hate Ho-Rang. 

"No." 

"Liar." 

"I said no." 

"Sure. Liar." 

Yoongi got pissed that I kept disagreeing and not believing him. He was standing and all of a sudden my body was pushed back and I am laying down. He leans over me and has my back pressed against the mattress. 

"It was one time, do you hear me?" He says with strictness in his tone. He is so close to my face. Holding his body up with his palms right on top of me. I can feel his breath.  

I feel my heart pumping harder.

"Do you hear me?" He repeats. He is hovering above me, initiating physical contact with me. 

"I heard you," I reply giving him the answer he wanted. He seems super annoyed with me.

Yoongi's eyes deter from mine shifting toward my lips. He quickly gets up but I did notice that he looked down at them. 

"I'm going back. Stop doubting me," He utters and walks out. 

Doesn't it mean when someone looks at your lips that they want to kiss you? 

I think Yoongi was about to kiss me. I think...

I think I don't want to be just friends with Yoongi anymore. 

Unfortunately now I have to distract myself with other things because I might ruin this friendship sooner than imagined.