Yours Truly

82: It's my fate, don't smile on me

Jennie felt tears march to her eyes. She couldn't gulp down the thick mucus at the back of her throat. She thought, there were no secrets between them.
Min Yoongi, looked chivalrous as he held open the door for Lee Ji-eun. Ji-eun smiled, as if a princess out of the fairytales. She was gorgeous. She was made from flowers and rose water. She beamed with the heaven's light. Her white floral gown swayed, bringing more dimension to her. She looked as pure as a dewdrop. Jennie burrowed her face in her palms, seeing Min Yoongi kiss Ji-eun's knuckles. He looked... He looked happy.
Mrs. Kim smiled, putting on her sunglass. Her hands moved swiftly on the steering wheel,
"Kim Jong-in will be waiting for you Jennie."

"Hyung for fuck's sake! For fuck's sake leave me alone! I..."
Jungkook stopped, as if his words had disappeared into thin air. His rose strawberry red, his bottom lip shaking vigorously. In front of him were two terribly hurt souls. Two souls which wanted to pity him. He gulped, his anger melted down to a melancholic tragedy,
"I will emd up hurting you two."
"It's alright. Hurt us, we don't care. But if we let you go today, if we leave you alone today ... You will hurt yourself."
Sierra took a step forward. With tears in her eyes, she slowly advanced forward. Her hands wrapping Jungkook's cold ones. His trembling hands melting under her warm hands. And Sierra wrapped her arms around him. She doesn't know what took over her, but tears made their way to her eyes. She sobbed,
"Gguk, you are the brother that I never had. I have already lost my sister that made sure I was never alone. I lost my Oppa who made sure that my fear doesn't hold me in. My Jisoo-nnie, the one who held me whenever I needed a mother, is god-knows-where. My Namjoon Oppa, my guardian angel, is... Is in jail. Lisa, Rosie and I were the closest. But I don't knoe the Lisa I see these days. I have lost too much. I can't lose you. Please... Please don't leave me."
Jungkook smiled through his tears. Kind of embarrassed that he created this scene. He rubbed his cutesy little nose with the back of his habd gentlely. He joked,
"Yah, are you trying to get me beaten up by a very, very, very jealous Taehyung Hyung?"
Taehyung chuckled,
"I'll let you off the hook this one time Kookie. Just because you look cute. Now, it's already 12, Han river or do you want me to make a reservation?"
Sierra had let go of Jungkook by now. She chuckled, burrowing her face in Taehyung's arms. Taehyung pecked the top of her head. Jungkook mumbled,
"You are not thinking of taking us to that 3-star michelin, fancy-ass, family restaurant of yours, are you?"
"You read my mind Kookie."

Yoongi smiled. Ji-eun did nothing wrong. Ji-eun doesn't deserve to be cheated. Yoongi said,
"Lee Ji-eun-ssi, shall we place our orders?"
Ji-eun's eyes fluttered towards Min Yoongi. Sharp eyes, round face, milky white skin, straight hair. She smiled dreamily,
"I don't know anything about what's good here, Min Yoongi-ssi. Why don't you place an order for me?"
The world took a calmer breath the moment he smiled. His gums out, making him look more dainty. He looked like a steamed bun. Ji-eun smiled at her own imagination. But as Yoongi's silhouette started walking away, she sighed. A sigh she had hid inside the deepest corners of her heart. She mumbled to herself,
"Min Yoongi-ssi, you deserve better than a business relationship. You deserve Jennie Kim. But, the world has it's own way. And this way, everyone will be happier."

"Kim Jennie-ssi."
Jong-in smiled, as he slowly struted inside the room. Jennie didn't have it in her to look up. Shoulders slumped, head down, fingers on her lap, sitting still. She looked pale. Incredibly pale. She was fragile. As fragile as a snowflake. Jong-in bent down on his knees, taking her hand in his. Jennie smacked his hand away from her's. She gritted her teeth,
"Don't touch me, Kim Jong-in!"
He chuckled, throwing his hand up,
"Fine, Jennie-ssi. As you order. But do you really want to be here? Let's go out, just you and me? Perhaps a cafe?"
Jennie gulped down her tears. Her eyes slowly went up to his. A delightful smirk on Jong-in's plump, pink lips. His calming eyes hidden behind a golden frame glass. Jennie rubbed her tears away, quietly saying,
"I choose the place."

Taehyung had his arms around Sierra's waist. Jungkook was sipping on his boba. He felt more and more embarrassed each passing second. He shouldn't have broken down. He should've stayed more firm. Sierra glanced at him, and he couldn't help but feel proud. How in love she was. How happy she was. Sierra smiled at him, mouthing,
"You okay, Gguku?"
Jungkook chuckled, mouthing back,
"Of course not. Taehyung Hyung is stealing you from me."
Taehyung joked, in a deep voice,
"Yah, Jungkook-ah. The girl chose me. I'm irresistible. No one can resist my charm, not even you."
"Oh really Hyung? Wanna bet? I'm pretty sure..."
Jungkook couldn't finish his sentence as Taehyung's phone rang. Taehyung fished out the phone, picking it without wasting a single second. His vocal cords felt rusty, as he answered,
"Yeoboseoyo officer?"

Yoongi dug his spoon through the chocolate cake. The only thing that was nice about today. He smiled,
"Ji-eun-ssi, you don't have to do this."
Ji-eun smiled back, elegantly picking up the tea cup. She took a tiny sip of the sweet, warm beverage. Staring straight at Yoongi, she answered,
"You have no choice but to do this."
"Wrong. I have a choice if you decide to help me. Lee Ji-eun, it's not that hard to help, you know?"
Ji-eun placed the cup back, back straight, smile unfazed. She confidently asked,
"What do I get out of it Min Yoongi? What do my parents get out of this little deal of yours?"
Yoongi opened his tiny little mouth to answer, but his words disappeared into thin air. As his eyes met Jennie's, his heart wrenched. She was crying. He made her cry. He gulped, getting back to his feet, so did Ji-eun. Ji-eun bowed to Jong-in and Jennie, and Yoongi just stood there. As if carved oit of stone, he couldn't move a muscle. Jennie was just mirroring him. He wanted to call out for Jennie. But before he could, his phone rang. Burning his eardrums. Her one rang too. They glanced at it once, before scurring off.