Lesson Twenty

Seulmin

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"WATCH and learn, you internet fossils," a smug Jimin sneered as he pulled out his phone to call his girlfriend, Kang Seulgi of Red Velvet.

The first call was a missed one which made an impatient Jimin growl in disbelief.

"She's not picking up!" He whined.

"You're so whipped," sniggered Taehyung and shut up after a well-deserved glare from the boyfriend.

The second call, however, wasn't a missed call.

"Put it on speaker!" Seokjin whispered, his inner Cupid nearly cooing.

"Shut up!" Jimin hissed, placing the phone on his ear as lovingly as he could.

"Hello, sweetie-"

"Park Jimin, how many times have I told you not to call me that? You're supposed to call me noona!" The sharp, yet dulcet voice of Kang Seulgi echoed in the room.

"Why am I having a sudden surge of déjà vu?" Hoseok murmured.

"Should we tell him that his phone is on speaker?" Taehyung whispered.

"Ah, never mind that. He's deaf to all except her," said Namjoon fondly, watching Jimin tease his girlfriend.

•

Yoona tiptoed down the stairs to grab a bite to eat after her vocal lesson with Jungkook had ended on an unceremonious note after she had caught her student staring at the threaded loop on her blouse, an obvious sneak-peek to her cleavage.

Voilà! The door of the refrigerator opened with a swish, its contents making the ravenous girl drool and she picked out a carton of chocolate almond milk (Namjoon was following a lactose-free diet) and a fig from a shelf in the holder of food.

Setting the two items on the kitchen counter, she began her quest for a tall glass.

Just as she found the glass, she heard footsteps down the hall and a loud, raucous voice.

"Half past six, you said? In Han Amusement Park? Alright, I'll be there, my sweet little babboo! Don't forget your mask like last time, my pretty Seul-bear!" Jimin exclaimed and cut the call, as he matched upstairs, pretending to be unaware of a curious eavesdropper who had chanced to hear this piece of information.

He had, of course, foreseen that she would call her comrade-in-pranks and the two thirsty-for-gossip young adults could obviously not resist such an opportunity to gain footage that could be used to tease him.

Little did they know, that he would be the one teasing them at the end of the day.

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At exactly quarter past six, Jungkook and Yoona stationed themselves behind a thicket of bushes not very far from where Jimin and Seulgi were supposed to meet.

Yoona, who was having a very uncomfortable time adjusting to the scratchy leaves of the bush she had chosen to hide herself in, had an unpleasant shock when her shoulder was rapped by an idiot's hand.

"What the fuck, JK?" She whisper-shouted.

"Hey," he said, smiling goofily.

"Did you just pat my shoulder like a gorilla would bang his chest just to say 'hey'?"

"Yeah."

"Jeon Jungkook."

"That's my name."

"I swear to God if you don't stop-"

"I'm sorry."

Taken aback, Yoona looked at Jungkook as if he had gone mad.

"What are you apologizing for?"

"For today morning. What I did was unethical and very disrespectful, and no one should endure treatment like that. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable."

The sincere apology had Yoona's insides melting like a strip of rubbery film, but she didn't show it. Opting instead for a stoic façade, she looked forward and answered.

"Alright, apology accepted."

"Don't be such a sour little bugger, the least you could do is give me a smile," Jungkook added, rather cheekily at that.

"Shut up."

"Aw, is someone angry? Is the itty bitty-"

"No, for real. Shut up, for Seulmin are here," Yoona hissed, making Jungkook zip his lips.

With interlocked hands and the air of cotton candy surrounding their sweet match, Seulgi and Jimin had eyes for none except each other.

Yoona almost forgot to click pictures as blackmail material, so busy she was in gushing and cooing at their cute little antics, like Jimin braiding the strands of Seulgi's long, silky hair and Seulgi booping Jimin's tiny nose from time to time.

Snap! went Jungkook's phone camera and Yoona turned to look at him in annoyance.

"I'm sorry - I just couldn't resist. You were smiling like a rat and your position looks alarmingly hilarious," he remarked, drawing attention to Yoona's squat, which looked exactly like how someone would sit down to take a shit.
Laughing at her enraged picture he continued to snap more pictures of the couple, unaware of the creeping girl.

Clunk! hit the tiny pebble on Jungkook's cheek, making him startle.

"Min Yoona, did you just throw a pebble at me?"

"Even if I did, what would you do? Cry?"

"Oh, you shouldn't have asked," Jungkook said lowly and reached for Yoona's legs, pulling them. The result had Yoona lying on her butt, with an aching sore on her buttocks.

"Jeon Jungkook!" Yoona hissed, eyes burning with the urge to seek revenge.

"You deserved it, loser," he said, sticking his tongue out.

Feeling like tying his tongue into a knot, Yoona tried her best to squat again without standing up and wrinkled her nose at Jungkook's sudden silence. When she directed her attention at the couple again, her jaw dropped.

Seulgi was tracing circles on Jimin's thighs, her eyes refusing to meet her boyfriend's. Jimin, was staring at Seulgi with a rather hungry look and boy, did that make Yoona pee in her pants.

Without warning, the two got up and headed to the nearest public toilet - placed conveniently close to where KooYoo were hiding - which was big enough to fit only one person.

Sounds of mewling, banging, whining, begging and moaning, oh my god, the moaning resonated from the thin-as-paper walls and the way the heat rose into Yoona's cheek, it was a miracle that she hadn't dropped dead. When she turned a quavering head to her partner, she froze.

He looked at her at the exact same time, his eyes looking far into some unknown distance behind her, resembling strangely to how a deer caught in the headlights would have looked.

Like the flash of Zeus's thunderbolt his eyes met hers and God, did they make her panties drop.

Swallowing thickly, Yoona stared away from him opting to look at her bitten nails and the piece of turd about ten feet away from her.

The boy about five feet away from her, though, had eyes for her and her only. They burned with passion, but swirling around them was care and concern for the fact that she might be uncomfortable if he made a move. He stayed back, opting to keep his desires to himself, thus disappointing many a reader.

•

Yoona and Jungkook didn't converse with each other too much following the next few weeks. Even when Jungkook entered her room with flaming red hair, the only response he elicited from her was a bland "cool".

It infuriated Seokjin, Yoongi and especially Jimin.

"Did you know how many insults Seulgi showered on me that day? She felt so sorry for the brats that she ignored my good-night texts! This is all your fault, Suga-hyung!"

"Well then, who told your dumbass to go and make out in front of those pure children?"

Jimin had no answer to these comebacks.

"Did you get your answer now, Yoongi?" Seokjin asked sadly, looking at the polite exchange of greetings between the two.

"Thanks to you, my ship is dying."

"Oh, Jimin decided to make them all uncomfortable with his stupid face-fight and I'm the one who gets the blame? How classic," Yoongi complained. But he too, was concerned with the sudden change in atmosphere.

In fact, he absolutely terrified.

Had his meddling caused a heartbreak? Or was it because of him, that there had been a loss of trust?

He almost missed their weekly pranks.

"Don't worry, hyung. It's also because they aren't exactly getting time to spend with each other, now that we are preparing for our next comeback. It's still early days to jump to conclusions," Namjoon put forth, making Yoongi nod in assent.

•

Yoona knocked on Jungkook's door and let herself in after hearing a quite "come in".

"You called?"

"Ah, yes. Needed your opinion on our new music video," Jungkook said. He was seated on his bed, his laptop sitting on his lap as he patted on the space next to him for Yoona to sit.

She did so, and found herself smiling at how familiar it seemed, yet how different it was.

"IDOL, huh?" Yoona commented.

"Yeah," chuckled Jungkook.

The video began and it didn't reach halfway for Yoona to make out that it was a complete contrast to FAKE LOVE. The boys were spitting fire, chanting endlessly on how to love themselves and the song had an overall catchy beat that made Yoona jig her head.

The costumes were funky, the hairdos even more. With endlessly flowing charisma and cool vocals, she could assume safely that this number would be a big hit too.

When it ended, she turned to look at Jungkook, who hadn't distracted himself from looking at her.

"Well?"

"It was great! Nicely done! I liked your vocals in the chorus."

"Thanks."

The air of awkwardness hung in the room like the unyielding smell of burnt garlic, and the two had to hunt in the confines of their minds to think of a conversation opener.

But all she could come up with was a conversation closer.

"I guess I'll see you later then," Yoona sighed, sliding off the bed and heading towards the door.

"Things are still okay between us, aren't they?"

Jungkook's yearning voice made her turn and consider him.

"Yeah, I-I hope they are."

"Really? For ever since these," Jungkook said, pointing to his lips, "made contact with that," he then pointed at Yoona's neck, "...things haven't been the same. Have they?"

Yoona had no reply to that.

"Did I make you uncomfortable? Did it feel like I was forcing on you? Then, please do tell me. I would rather have our fights again than suffer this. I apologize if I-"

"Why are you apologizing for something I wanted?" Yoona interjected.

"What?"

"What if I wanted that," she said, pointing at Jungkook's lips, "to be here?" She ended, caressing the spot where he had left her a hickey.

Gulping audibly, Jungkook got off the bed, his movements towards Yoona a slow, haggard one.

"Did you - did you want it? Really?" Jungkook whispered, the gap between them shortening with each second as Yoona stepped closer with each step.

"I did. I did. I did, I did!"

Like stars destined to clash, their lips met each other, and there they stayed.

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