→ Third Person P.O.V
Yujin had left for the day with Yugyeom. Her mind swimming with questions she couldn't answer. One of the ones that stuck with her for the longest was just a simple, why? Why did Jaebum do this? It shouldn't matter now, because she was out, she was walking down the street with the boy she loved. He was smiling at her as they walked arm in arm, and her heart beat steadily in her chest. She also wondered if this male had ever felt anything for her, but then again he did have a girlfriend, so what would it matter?
Eunmi, on the other hand was not so lucky. She sat in Mark's room with her older brother, Jinyoung and Jackson. The downside being, Nana was there. Her pretty self was sat on the swivel chair at the end of the bed, originally at the desk Mark was always playing computer games at. Her eyes watched her carefully, as she twirled her finger around her perfectly curled fringe. It made Eunmi cringe, turning away from her to glance over her shoulder to look at Jinyoung. He was sitting with Mark, lazily leaning against him as they watched something on his phone. Pushing her bottom lip out in a pout, Eunmi looked back at Nana and could only force a smile.
"Oh! Eunmi, I totally forgot." The girl who was wearing a floral skirt reached backward, taking a hold of her purse and opening it quickly. "I bought these for you and Yujin, it's a shame she isn't here." She continued, taking out two little white boxes, wrapped with ribbon. Eunmi paused, staring at the bright red ribbon on the one labeled with her name. Though she took hers, leaving Nana to put Yujin's on Mark's desk. She knew she would find it later.
Eunmi hesitated, though untied the ribbon, setting it on the sheets in front of her as she then wiggled the box open. In it was a thin silver bracelet, a dainty bow charm hung from it. Undeniably, it was beautiful, and probably expensive.
"Nana... Um, thank you." This time she could smile with more confidence, as she picked it up and stared over it in awe. Nana reached out, a small laugh leaving her heart shaped lips.
"Let me help you put it on, i'm sure it will look great against your skin." She cooed, like a woman who was of high fashion. Nana was, or seemed to be. She always looked like she stepped out of a magazine, and was so pretty she could be famous simply over her face. Eunmi envied her a bit, though she knew even if she was pretty or girly, her heart was just a lump of coal sitting in the snow. Eunmi didn't need to be jealous of someone horrible. Though she let the other put the bracelet on her, and then looked over it some more. "Ah, it's so so pretty. Don't tell Yujin, but it's a matching one to yours, I figured you two had a cute friendship so I should at least buy you an apology gift. I was in a bad mood, and sometimes someone else speaks for me."
Eunmi had finally began to think she was really misunderstood. She pitied her, because she knew nothing about her, maybe she just needed someone to talk to. A smile never seemed to leave anyone's face as they sat around chatting. Jinyoung had complimented how cute Eunmi's eye smile was, and Youngjae butted in saying she was his baby dumpling. Mark could only laugh, and Nana could only enjoy the feeling of warmth in the room. Of course Jackson kept the whole thing going, and everyone felt like today was going to be a good day.
"Ah, I'll go get somethings to drink." Eunmi suddenly said, standing from the bed and setting the little box next to her best friends still on the desk and unopened. Nana, also stood from her spot and flicked her hair from her face, which wasn't much since it was side braided in a french braid.
"I'll go with you, so you don't feel overwhelmed." She gave a quick smile, and the other nodded, rushing out of the room.
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Eunmi was on the landing about to walk down when she heard a familiar snicker. Raising a brow, she tore herself away from her Iphone and put it in her back pocket. Turning around, she watched in horror as Nana wore the same smirk she did back at the cafe. Yujin wasn't here, and she didn't know how she would react to her actions. Tensing, she took a step back and clenched her fists.
"What's so funny Nana?" She managed, biting at her bottom lip as she forced herself to look her right in the face. Rolling her pretty little eyes, she waved a hand about.
"What wouldn't be funny. You pity me, don't you?" She walked in a half circle around her, her voice lowering so she wouldn't be heard. "I have money problems, I left my mother in Canada, I can't dance because I don't have enough money, and I don't have the boy I love." Nana talked circles around her, causing Eunmi to move farther back, her shoulder tapping the wall behind her. She gasped, before covering her mouth and closing her eyes for a brief few seconds.
"What's your point, Nana? Humans have sympathy."
Another laugh escaped her, and Eunmi cringed. She didn't get what was so funny, she was just trying to be nice to her.
"It's funny. That you think I would be so nice to someone like you, and that slut, Yujin."
Her blood ran cold, and Eunmi stared at her hard. The words had just reached her mind and she walked forward, her eyes glaring at her deeply. Tilting her head as if she hadn't heard it clear enough, she wryly laughed.
"What the fuck did you say? Because I dare you to say it again."
Nana smiled at her, leaning back and tucking hair behind her ear.
"Feisty~"
"How dare you speak about Yujin like that, I could just-"
"She's asking for it. Mark, Jaebum and Yugyeom. She can't have them all."
Eunmi growled under her breath, not thinking as she swung at her. A slap resounded through the hallway, and Nana let out a loud cry. The girl furiously tried to pry the bracelet from her wrist, and when she tossed it onto the ground, everyone had come out to see what happened. Nana began crying. Eunmi's jaw dropped, because she was obviously faking it.
"Eunmi, what just happened?" Mark asked, walking over and taking a look at the scene. It was obvious that she looked guilty. She was taller and stronger than Nana, who was doing a good job of crying. Nana turned around and clung onto Mark, sobbing into his chest.
"She's horrible! She threatened me, and cursed at me and hit me."
Eunmi stared hard at her, rubbing her temples.
"Don't tell me yo-"
"Yah. Be quiet." Youngjae mumbled out, causing her to flinch. His once kind eyes were cold as they looked at his younger sister. "I am disappointed in you Eunmi." Her eyes pricked with tears, and she turned to look at Jinyoung. He could only look back at her, his eyes pooling with confusion.
"Y-you won't believe what she said about Yujin-" She choked out, wiping her eyes with her long sleeves, and Nana could only shake her head into Mark's flannel shirt.
"I have never, said anything bad about her."
"Do you not care about Yujin anymore? Mark? I thought you did." Eunmi yelled out, stuck in her spot. Then Jaebum came around the corner, his brows furrowed and his mouth a tight frown.
"I'll tell you something Eunmi." He started, walking to her and taking a hold of her wrist. "I care. And I heard it all." Jaebum began pulling her down the stairs, squeezing her hand as his own slipped down to hold hers. She whimpered, nodding.
"Yah, Eunmi. You're not allowed to leave. You're in big trouble!" Youngjae called after her, humming in dissatisfaction.
"I thought you were supposed to be a good older brother?" Jaebum shouted back, standing at the front door as he slipped his own shoes on and helped Eunmi put her vans on. "We're going outside, I don't care what these people say. No one can talk to you, or Yujin like that."
Eunmi calmed down at his warm words, and now she regretted ever labeling him. Nodding, she followed along with him as he led her outside, she even uttered a laugh when he was tying her shoes. When they were walking hand in hand outside- well more like Jaebum was tugging her along- she couldn't help but ask.
"Oppa, do you like Yujin?"
"Something like that." And he smiled at her.
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a/n : WOOOOOOOOOOOO I HAVE BEEN PLANNIN THAT BITCH SLAP FOR LIKE A MONTH.
SHAME ON YOU NANA.
and omg youngjae aw ; - ; ur babby dumpling didn't start it.
she just finished it lol.
sorry not sorry.
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Love Without Love
Fiksi Penggemareven when we were teenagers, i looked at him. even now we're adults, i can't seem to stop. because he, is perfect.
