"Did you hear that Jungkook? She said I looked handsome." Jimin said as he pat my back.
"Don't get your vocal cords in a knot Jimin." I said angrily.
"Hey, I'm not the one who let someone as beautiful and kind as her get away, babo (fool)."
"Byeont...
Customers were watching them, they were the center of attention.
Yoora slapped him & kicked him in the stomach; this caught him off guard.
Yejun fell to the ground.
She then proceeded to hit is head with the heel of her shoe.
"World Star!" Some customer shouted.
Yoora took this opportunity to steal Yejun's phone and call someone who could help.
Yoongi.
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She dialed his number.
"Hey Yoongi, this is Yoora. Um, I'm here at the ice cream parlor. I assume Jungkook talked to you."
"Yeah he did. You beat that Yejun guy up right?"
"Something like that...but hey, can you pick me up and bring me to Jungkook's place so I can talk to him? And also..maybe..give me a spare key?"
Yoongi laughed a little, "Mhm."
"Thank you, see you when you get here." Yoora hung up.
She looked at the melted ice creams on the table.
"Anybody want these?"
Some woman rose her hand, and Yoora gave them to her.
"I've been sitting here the whole time looking at that guy, Yejun? You must of knocked him out good, he's still on the floor."
Yoora looked in his direction.
"Yeah...if he gets back up, then—"
Mrs.Yeon came rushing into the room.
"What was all that noise out here?" She just woke up from her nap.
"I'm sorry, it's sort of a long story, but believe me he deserved it." Yoora spoke.
"Who deserved what? Wait, isn't that the guy from the news? The one who hurt you?" She asked.
"Wait, that is him!" A customer said.
Mrs.Yeon looked down at him.
"How dare you step foot in my parlor messing with her! Open your eyes when I'm talking to you! Why were you being this loud? Are you crazy!?"
Before anything else could happen, Yoora heard Yoongi beep his horn, so she grabbed her things and headed outside.
Shin Yoora (Y/N) POV
"Thanks Yoongi." I said.
"Yeah. And I'm sorry, Jungkook is beyond stupid."
"Yah, isn't he your friend?" I asked.
"Isn't he yours?"
Yoongi pulled out of the parking lot.
"So, what did Jungkook say to you."
Yoongi sighed, "Well, he asked me if you called me. He's drinking again."
"Again? I never knew he started."
"Yeah, he started around the time he became famous. I guess it was too much for him back then."
"Well he sure didn't act like it was too much." I laughed.
"Yeah, all he used to talk about was money and expensive things. The type of things you buy just to buy, you don't even use them."
"I figured. I'm sure he's told you this, but he apologized to me yesterday, again, but this one seemed different, and more promising. I feel a lot more comfortable now. I was hoping that we could move forward like he's always wanted to, but now he's mad at me."
"Mad at you?" Yoongi spoke, "He's crazy about you. I don't think he could ever stay mad at you."
"I guess your right." I said.
"Definitely, now hop out of my car."
"Huh? Why?"
"Because we're here." Yoongi pointed to Jungkook's house.
It was nice and modern.
"Wow, it looks amazing. Thanks Yoongi."
"Your welcome Yoora. Now go talk to him!"
"Okay." I smiled as I walked up Jungkook's driveway.
I knocked on his door.
No answer.
My attention went to his window, where I saw him look at me.
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He wiped alcohol off his mouth.
I could hear him from behind the front door, "What are you doing here." He asked.
