[✔️]The Bad girl Or The Bestfriend?(Jenlisa)(Liskook)

Epilogue 02

I'm infuriated at life. Like always.

"Oh my god!" I throw my hands in the air, giving up.

A deep chuckle hits my ear, making me turn around to see Jungkook standing by the doorway. His face is stretched with amusement as he stares at me. I do the only thing that I can actually do, glare at him.

"You look ridiculous." He comments, pointing at the white dress I am wearing.

"Asshole." I mutter under my breath, struggling to zip up the damn thing.

He rolls his eyes, getting off the doorway to make his way to me. "Turn around."

Without protesting, I do as he says. I suck in a deep breath when his hands meet the zip - no, not from his touch, that's ridiculous, but to tuck in my stomach to fit in the shit.

"Can't breathe." I manage to croak out as soon as he zips it up.

Before he can recover from his laughing, I see two people entering the room. Both immediately pause - Jimin lets out a very similar laugh like Jungkook's and Jisoo just cocks her head to side and stares at me.

"How old is that thing again?"

"Three years?" Jungkook guesses after he stops laughing but he's still very much amused by my appearance.

"Why are you wearing that?" Jimin asks, taking his eyes up and down my body. "I can see your underwear lining."

"And too much boobs." Jisoo feels important to point that out, for some reason.

"All of you, get out!" I point towards the door, understanding that this was indeed a ridiculous idea to actually try this on.

I look at myself in the mirror and sure enough my lining of my underwear is visible. The dress is sleeveless, so my cleavage is literally bursting out of it. My hair are shorter now, falling a little below my shoulder with blonde ombre that I just got done yesterday. It's a sad sight to stare at myself like this.

My friends obviously didn't listen to me when I told them to get out. Instead, they've somehow made themselves comfortable in the bedroom. Jimin, like always, has found himself in my underwear drawer which earns him a glare.

He pulls out a thong and wiggles his eyebrows, "I see you've upgraded."

"Jiminie, if you don't step away from there in two seconds, I will kill you." I warn him and he just lets out a loud laugh.

"What's with the new hair?" Jisoo asks, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"I like it." Jungkook winks at me, leaning against the headboard.

He's not wrong, the hair looks pretty fine-ish, but I have no idea why I felt the need to do something so impulsive. Well, I kind of know why. I wanted to be in control of something about my life, so I took it out on my hair.

"Where are your kids?" I ask, deviating the topic away from me as I look at Jisoo and Jimin.

"My folks are babysitting her." Jimin answers.

"What about Jin?" I look at Jisoo.

"He's with Paula downstairs, trying to figure out how to draw perfect portraits."

"From Paula?" Jungkook chuckles. "Has anyone ever seen that woman draw a straight line?"

"I agree. She can't draw to save her life." I shake my head. "Perhaps, I can draw better than her."

"Like hell you can!" Jungkook scoffs at me. "Remember when you tried to make me sit still to draw me shirtless?"

"Who came up to me and said 'Lily, draw me like one of your french girls.'?" I mock him, earning snickers from both Jisoo and Jimin.