"What are you doing here?" my mind became clouded with puzzled thoughts as I side-eyed Seoyun "this was supposed to be a girls' night." I whisper yelled as a disgusted scoff covered her face.

"For a mere second, can you stop hating on boys?" she mumbled as i kept eating and nodded my head in disapproval. Meanwhile my eyes trailed off to Jungkook who was sheepishly smiling at the action of Jimin now sitting beside me silently saying 'leave the noodles eat me'

I shook my head in the sideways direction, utterly downed and helpless in front of their actions. "So there is something important we would like to discuss with you guys." Seoyun said as she sat herself with Jungkook. I looked at Jimin only to see that he was staring right through my soul before I decided to say something.

"You're pregnant." "You guys eloped." Me and Jimin's statements took the couple in front of us bystorm. They weren't expecting to be backfired with a series of wrong accusations which somewhere in the future had the chance of turning to actuality.

"No you have to pack up your bags." a terrified feeling settled in my heart. Did she find out? About my background, about being filthy rich with money made out of blood and sweat?

"We're going to Jeju." Seoyun clapped her hands together before I could ask her a question in my distraught voice. An excited smile played on her lips when I finally sighed out of relief. "How are we planning to leave?" Jimin dragged our attention and before he realised, all our eyes were focused on him.

"Uhm we won a lottery for a four day-three night trip. I actually paid for the flights since that wasn't a part of it so we all are going." Jungkook said not caring that he can choke on his food.

"I owe you big time." a deep breath escaped my lips as I finally finished my food. Thoughts about how I could pay the Jungyun couple back clouded my mind. But they were soon buried deep in my memory when something else diverted my attention.

A cold shiver ran down my spine when I felt Jimin's hand slide down my thigh. His cold rings and warm hand together had a burning sensation against my skin. Before his hand went deeper between my legs, I held his arm and tried to shake it off. How can someone be so engrossed while doing this to me? Was the question literally buzzing in my brain.

And then an unprecedented thing came upon. He pulled my hand before intertwining his fingers with mine and then stroking it with his boner. I pulled my hand with all my might which resulted in my elbow hitting the corner of the table. My whole nervous system experienced a ten magnitude earthquake.

"Ouch. ouch." The stinging pain and my kitten-like voice made the pair of eyes fixed on mine. Jimin had the devilish smirk spread on his lips, whereas Jungkook and Seoyun just stared at me in utter disbelief, dumbstruck.

"You good?" Seoyun asked me. "Does it look like it?" I questioned her bluntly. She just sighed, totally used to my habit of arguing back when in reality it was actually just proving my point.

Embarrassment was hitting a new high just because I was an inexperienced hoe. "I'll just get some ice cream and macarons." I trailed off by myself as I started picking up the empty dishes seeking an escape from the dining table. Most importantly Park Jimshit.

After a considerable amount of time, when the cloud of awkward tension hovering above us was gone, I sat listless, with my chin in my hands. Junglecock was using my shoulder as his personal pillow. Jimin and Seoyun going through their phones.

"I'm fucking bored." Jungkook said as a yawn escaped his mouth. "Same Jeon, turns out your favorite people are busy right now." I side-eyed Jimin while Jungkook passed Seoyun dagger like glares. Before this could escalate I just picked the empty bottle of soju.

"Okay let's play our eighth grade game." Jungkook snapped his fingers and sat beside me. Meanwhile the two other people didn't move an inch. "Never knew killing time would be this hard." I trailed off as i spinned the bottle again for the hundredth time.

"You can always kill time in bed, you know." Jimin said he threw the phone on the couch before pushing Jungkook on the other side.

"Come on babe, get up we need to excuse them." A smirk formed on Seoyun's lips whilst me and Jimin exchanged looks.

"Shut up." i spinned the bottle again, this time it pointed to Jimin. He sighed before saying. " dare."

I scanned him and so did the other man beside Seoyun. He nodded his head meanwhile Jimin just deciphered his expressions. "Dye your hair." making sure i was heard and this time it was my turn to have a devilish grin. He loved his hair. Always flipping them which made people fall for him, I made sure to wreck that.

"You're not serious?" Jimin's sarcastic laugh faded as he kept a straight face. "Yes she is." Jungkook grinned and I brushed his hair with my fingers.

"Where are you going to get the dye from?" He took my hand in his and questioned me. "Don't worry."

Flashback

"Hey you dropped something." I exclaimed as someone passed me by. He dropped a tube which was slim and had an eye catching color

"Oh, this is a dye-uhm I don't need it you can keep it or just throw it." the purple hair colored man in front of me smiled while I just examined his looks. This dye is not having poison does it? Well, it didn't look like it.

"Okay." I smiled at him as he just came closer to me.

"You know you can just color some strands of your hair, they'll look really cool on you." he advised me before hurrying in the opposite direction.

"I'll try." I shouted since my voice was getting lost in the noise pollution of the downtown. Without stopping in his way he just waved his hand ensuring that I wasn't getting ignored. Strangers these days.

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I rummaged through my clothes as the memories of that particular day ran through my mind. Digging my hands in every pocket of my jeans I had , I was silently wishing for my dare not to backfire. Luckily, I found it.

I briskly walked my way to the living area. Jungkook and Jimin were looking at me when I showed them the tube and hurried towards them. Whereas Seoyun's expressions were telling us not to do what we were risking our lives for.

"We're not coloring the strands. That will just get for highlighting the hair." Jungkook said as I ruffled his soft hair trying to figure out something which could fit the example of destruction.

"Yeah he'll just look hotter then." it took me a second to realize that I said those words, most importantly in front of these three people. "Let's just color his bangs." my advice seemed to work as Jungkook tried to get a hold of his hysterical laughs.

"Just because I lo- like you doesn't mean that you can do anything, especially to my hair." he gave me a stare and i made him sit on a chair. "It's just a dare." I said whilst emptying the contents of the tube in a disposable bowl and taking his bangs only to strike them against a brush covered with an eye catching electrifying neon.

"Stay still Jimshit." I mumbled totally engrossed in coloring his hair. After a span of ten minutes we were done and Jungkook was doing some last minute touch ups and covering his bangs with aluminum foil. "We're done." Jungcock controlled his urge to burst into a laughing mess.

The next fifteen minutes passed like a snap. Rather than sitting patiently, Jimin kept cursing us. We were sure of the fact that we are getting killed today but we wanted to fulfill our fetishes of seeing Jimin as an aggressive mess because of his spoiled hair. "Just come with me." I grabbed Jimin's cuff and led him to my room. I closed the door behind me and I deeply sighed as his cologne scent already started to mix with my perfumes.

"The room smells- weird." I blurted at myself and as a result I diverted Jimin's attention. "Yeah like someone had a deep intensified night spent in making love." he said with a straight face as I just nodded my head.

"You should keep your room clean," he said. The floor is squeaky clean, duvet is folded, the table is not messed up. "It's clean." rather than answering my question he filled the gap between us and bent on his one knee picking up a piece of black lace. The level of embarrassment and the reddish hue on my face hit a new high. I stood frozen until his intentional deep voice dragged me.

"I wonder how you guys fit, it's just lace." he wondered as I snatched the piece from his hands. "Get your dirty hands off this." without waiting for another second i pushed him to the washroom.

For five minutes all I heard was the water tap being on. I mentally prepared myself for hearing a feminine scream but the most unprecedented thing came upon us. There stood Park Jimin with hazelnut hair and neon colored bangs. "You're doomed.'

To be continued 

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