Chapter Ten: Kiss & Make Up

The elevator ride was just suffocating and awkward. I didn't even know how to handle it. "Woah, these looks branded." He said as he looks through the boxes.

"I..." I was taken back by his smile, he had pulled down his mask down to his chin. Why is he friendly? "Well, there's a store near our dorm."

"By the way, I've seen your latest music video. You're a real dope rapper," He said and I was just so startled. What's wrong with him? Someone broke this boy.

"Thanks," I replied and awkwardly shifted in my spot, "I think you're a great singer too."

Do elevators really last this long? BamBam just had to live on the 42nd floor, huh. The elevator stops on the 15th floor and Jungkook turns around, "Sh*t!" And I saw his hands were full of the box and mine just happened to be free because my boxes were on the floor. So I did what I had to do, I reached out and pulled his mask and put it back on his nose bridge to cover his face.

He looked startled as well but he nods to thank me. A few people got in and I didn't look at him again, what did I just do?

We got to BamBam's penthouse quickly, without another word. It was better that way, I wouldn't even know what to say after what I just did.

"Lisa Manoban in the motherf*cking house!" BamBam yelled as soon as he saw me, "Hey!"

I intentionally pushed the box to his chest harshly to hurt him, "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

He even tried to mask his stupid smirk, "What are you talking about? I was in the shower."

"You don't even shower this fast," I glared at him.

"Come on, I just really wanted to show you that he's not the jerk you painted him to be." I rolled my eyes and followed him in the kitchen, "You should help the others set up the sound system in the living room, they are taking too long."

"Sure, but let me make a margarita first."

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It wasn't long before the place got packed. Most of them were idols that I know by face but not exactly by name. Unlike my other members who easily made friends, I'm actually the least approachable one they say.

It didn't help that it was such a closed and exclusive party. Only the well-known artists were here, I could only name a few. TWICE's Tzuyu and Nayeon, Stray Kids' Hyunjin and Felix, EXO's Sehun and Kai, Seventeen's DK, Wonwoo, and Mingyu, Red Velvet's Yeri and Seulgi, and so many more artists that you'd usually see in Award Shows. I sat by the lounge casually conversing with them and just listening.

"Hey," I almost spat out my drink when Jungkook sat next to me.

"Hey," I replied. What does he want, really?

"So I heard... that you don't like me?" This time I really spat out my precious margarita in shock, "Oh dear, are you okay?"

He let out a laugh and helped me as he handed me some tissues, "Where'd you get that?"

Jungkook turned his head and I followed him, my eyes landed on BamBam by the sound booth. My soon-to-be dead friend mouthed, "Make up," before our song with Dua Lipa "Kiss and Make Up" played. Oh, I'm sorry, aghase, but BamBam is so going to die tonight.

"I... BamBam's just joking." I said and awkwardly scratched the back of my neck.

"Listen," He said and pat my shoulders, "It's alright. I'm really sorry for whatever I did that made me look bad for you, I really can't control my stupidity most of the time."

There was utter silence before I forced out a very awkward laugh, "Heh. It's really nothing, I'm sorry for misunderstanding."

"No, it's my fault." He said, "Will you let me take you out sometime to make up?"

"Pardon?" I asked, shocked. Is this boy seriously asking me out?

"A friendly date. You can bring a friend, I'll bring mine too." Jungkook smiled and I swear, everything brightened up. "Because I know Sehun hyung has his eyes on you."

"I'm sorry, what?" I asked and looked around.

"From the party, I saw you both getting cozy." He shrugged, "I mean, I'll totally keep your secret. I've had my dates as well."

"Oh?" I cleared my throat, "Sure."

"So friendly date?" He asked again and I nodded.

"Yeah, give me your number." We exchanged numbers and caught up with each other.

Now, I kind of feel bad for judging him. I don't really know, guess we'll see on this friendly date.

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