You invited Jungkook to sit with us at lunch.

You had your own this time.

Jungkook insisted on feeding you.

You giggled and agreed.

He fed you with a spoon.

When he finished you had yoghurt all over your face.

But you were laughing.

You were happy.

With Jungkook.

I excused myself and ran to the bathroom.

I cried.

You didn't need me anymore.

You had Jungkook.