JUNGKOOK

After stuffing the oversized cuddly toy into the back seat of my car, I got behind the wheel and began the journey to Jimins place.

"You could probably get a new car, now, couldn't you?" Kim asked as we rumbled down the road.

The car wasn't actually mine; it was Bees. Since she had gotten a new one from her fiance, she let me use her old one. It was run down and just about worked, but I still quite liked it.

"I could," I agreed, "But I like using Noonas car. I don't want to sell this, just in case,"

"But Jimin got her an Audi," Kim said, "She doesn't need this one anymore,"

"Maybe once they're married," I said. The car really did just need scrapping, but I wanted to keep hold of it for when Bee decided Jimin wasn't good enough. Besides, it wasn't my car, I couldn't really sell it unless she told me I could.

"Are we going to their place now?" Kim asked as I made a turn that led away from my place.

"Yeah, is that okay? Want me to drop you off first?"

I could see her fidget out of the corner of my eye, "You okay, babe?"

"I'm fine," She said, "It's just that I see enough of my boss at work," She let out a strained laugh and I nodded.

"Yeah, I get it. We won't stay long, okay? I'll give Noona her present and then we can go home,"

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JIMIN

I was stupid for ever trying to hide what was happening from Bee. She was so much stronger than I thought, and just her holding me made me feel so much better.

"So," She sighed, finally pulling away from me, "What do we do now?"

I ran my fingers through my hair, "I'm not sure," I admitted, "If they were just going to release that picture, it would be fine, because we could come up with an excuse.. But if they want to involve you and Jungkook, I'm not sure,"

Bee looked as if she was going to say something, but turned her head as the doorbell went off.

"Who's that?" She asked as I moved to the monitor, "It's late,"

I frowned, "It seems to be.. A unicorn," I said, noticing Jungkooks face hidden behind the toy.

Bee's face lit up, and I couldn't help but smile as I pressed the buzzer to open the door. A few moments later, there was a knock at the door, and I gestured for Bee to open it.

She pulled it open, and I felt my entire body fill with love for her as she squealed with joy, wrapping her arms around the toy.

"So cute," I mumbled, pretty sure I looked like that hearty-eyed emoticon on my phone. I know for sure she did, as she hugged the unicorn that was roughly the same size as her.

"Thank you, Kookie!" She cried, also hugging him. He laughed as he stumbled forwards at the force of her hug, but I saw him look confused when she froze, letting the unicorn fall to the floor.

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BEE

As I pulled my brother towards me, he stumbled forward, revealing his girlfriend. Kim stepped inside the apartment, closing the door gently behind her, and I had to resist the very strong urge to knock her teeth out.

"Noona?" Jungkooks voice snapped me out of my murderous thoughts and back to reality, "You okay? You don't like it?"

"Ah, no, I love it," I said, glancing up at his confused face, "But why is she here?"

Jungkook frowned and turned, looking at Kim who was clearly surprised that I was here, but trying to act innocent.

"We went out for dinner- is there a problem?"

"Jungkook," Jimin stepped forward, holding my shoulders in his hands, "We need to ta-"

"Am I not wanted here?" Kim cut him off, a smug grin on her face, "Kookie Oppa, we should go home,"

"Jungkook," Jimin  ignored her, pulling me back slightly, "Kim-"

"What's going on?" Jungkook said, stepping back towards Kim, "Babe?"

Kim reached out and took Jungkooks arm, clinging to him, "I lied, Oppa," She said, looking up at him, her eyes filling with tears, "I didn't want to come because Bee hates me! She accused me of using you to get closer to Jimin! She's jealous!"

I gasped in shock, "I did no such thing! But you're right, I do hate you!" I turned to Jungkook, who was looking extremely conflicted, "Kook, she's been blackmailing Jimin! She's trying to destroy his company, and-"

"She... wouldn't do that," Jungkook said softly, "She's not that kind of person,"

"Jungkook, please believe me," I begged, shrugging free of Jimin and rushing to him, "She's using you because Jimin fired her sister!

"It's true," Jimin spoke up, "I can even show my my call history,"

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JUNGKOOK

Bee had never lied to me before, but I just wasn't sure I could believe her. Kim had been nothing but loving, and I could feel her trembling as she clung to my arm.

"Oppa," She said quietly, "They're lying,"

"She came straight from work, didn't she?" Jimin spoke suddenly, and I just about managed to nod, "Then check her bag. She has a camera in it, and on the camera there is a picture that she took of her sister pulling me into a wall,"

I turned and she looked at me with wide eyes. I reached slowly for her bag, not really wanting to go through it, but noticed it was open, and sticking out just a tiny bit through the zip, was the strap to a camera.

"Ah," She sighed, "I guess the jig is up," She stepped back, a huge smirk on her face, "I guess you told her then, Park Jimin?" It was if she was a different person, suddenly, "I was a bit surprised to see that she was still here,"

"What's going on?" I demanded softly, not sure I completely understood the situation.

"It's true, you idiot," She laughed, "I am using you to get to him,"

"But," I stammered, my heart breaking into peices, "You told me.. You loved me,"

She laughed loudly, "Like I'd ever love a poor, unsuccessful tramp like you," She reached up, gripping the necklace I had brought her and yanked it hard, breaking the delicate chain and pulling it from her neck, "And this cheap thing can go in the trash, where it belongs," She tossed it to the floor, and I was unable to do anything, except stand in shock, tears building in my eyes.

"Let's just get this straight," She continued, "I will-"

Kims words were cut off by a loud, sharp smack across her face; so hard that her head jerked to the side, sending her staggering.

Standing infront of me, her hand still raised in the air and her chest heaving from the anger, was my sister.