Being 24 and recently laid off from my job was not all it was cracked up to be. But one job application-that I filled out only because my best friend has the best puppy dog eyes-changed it all.
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"So, what are you going to do?" Jisoo asked me, her half-eaten sandwich suddenly forgotten about. I shrugged and took a bite of mine even though my appetite has been long gone since the day Jungkook and I argued. The day I told him we were nothing more than boss and employee. That all of us were.
The plane ride home hadn't been quite as fun as the one on the way there. There was no assembly line seat switching. There was no video game fun or howls of laughter filling the space around us. Even Ateez was subdued, barely saying anything to any of us.
We had gotten in late last night-so late that I didn't get to see Namjoon, Yoongi, or Jin since they were already in bed. Like they promised, I had today off and I woke up to an empty house. There was a plate of food in the fridge which I assumed was from Jin from breakfast that morning. I ate it and forced myself to not cry over a plate of food.
Drawing this line in the sand made my heart throb in pain, but I didn't know why. It wasn't like I had known them for very long. Three weeks. That was it. So why did it feel like forever? Like I knew them before we ever even met each other? Maybe we had shared some slightly more intimate moments, and maybe my body was begging me to give into these feelings I had pushed down, but it just wasn't going to work.
Jungkook proved that. The line was too fine to walk. I couldn't be a good employee and their live-in girlfriend. I couldn't be expected to surround myself with only the seven of them for the rest of my life.
"That while I was fiending for your touch yesterday like some fucking addict, you were off having dinner with other men like what happened between us meant nothing!"
I couldn't begin to count the number of times I replayed his words. They never brought any closure to the cloud of confusion that hung over my head, but they helped erase some doubts in my mind about his feelings.
"Violet... Violet!" Fingers wrapped around my shoulder and shook me softly. I blinked and focused my eyes back on Jisoo. Her brows were furrowed in concern and she tightened her hold on me.
"Where did you go just now?" She asked.
Where I always ended up. No matter how hard I tried not to.
I let my head fall into my hands and let out a groan. I heard some shuffling until her hand was on my back, rubbing soft circles. "Do you think maybe you're fighting this too hard?"
Her soft question made me lift my head. "What do you mean?" She shifted slightly and moved her hand to hold mine.
"I just think that I've never seen you this upset over anyone that isn't me. Even Suho had to fight to get you worked up, and it still didn't eat you up this badly."
I thought back to my relationship with Suho. I cared about him a lot, loved him even. But Jisoo was right. I hated giving energy to things I couldn't control, and Suho didn't like that sometimes. So why was it so different this time? This was so far out of my control that I didn't even know if it was ever mine to begin with.
