Jungkook had come by the set everyday for the next week but I wasn't talking to him. Sejeong had noticed and asked me about it but I just told her she was imagining things. The first two days I thought I was only angry because of his attitude towards me but a week was too long for such a stupid reason so I had spent every break and every minute in the make up chair thinking about why I was so angry at Jungkook that I couldn't even speak to him.
After a while, I came to the conclusion I had tried so hard to reject, I was jealous. It was the thought of him going on a coffee date with Yejun that made me rage, it was the sadness I felt every time I looked at him that made it impossible for me to be around him.
How can you feel that way, Taehyung?
I had tried to go back to Bogum, my behavior was so out of the ordinary that he had even asked me if I was okay. Every time I wasn't on set I would go visit his set and try to spend time with him, but even like that, I couldn't stop thinking about the ravenette. Bogum was safe and nice, but the moments with him faded away after a couple of hours, whereas every instant with Jungkook was burned into my memory. The good and the bad ones.
This weekend was a holiday and Jimin, Yoongi, Hoseok and Namjoon had written to say they would be coming down to Seoul to spend it with us. I had made reservations for seven people tonight, after Namjoon announced there was someone he wanted to introduce to us.
"Are you sure you can't be here for when they arrive?"
"I'm sorry, I have to be on the set in thirty minutes" Bogum was putting on his shirt and looking for his belt.
"But these are my friends, you've never met them"
"I thought they were Jungkook's friends?" He sat down on the bed, putting on his watch and doing his cufflinks.
"No, half were mine and half were his, then he went away and we all became one big group" I helped him with his cufflinks and held his hand. "Please? They said they'd be here at six thirty, can't you wait a bit more?"
"I'm going to be late, Tae" he sighed but stopped and pecked my lips. "Fine, I'll wait to greet them but then I'm out"
"Thank you!" I smiled widely and pressed our lips together once more.
At six thirty on the dot, the door rang. I opened it and behind stood five gorgeous men. Jimin's blonde hair was parted in two, his small hands had disappeared under Yoongi's huge, veiny ones. Hoseok was still a brunette, Namjoon had gone back to black and was standing in front of another handsome, black haired man.
"Come on in, everyone. This is Bogum, Bogum this is everyone"
Introductions were made, I discovered that the handsome ravenette was Kim Seokjin, Namjoon's fiancée of two years. The chitchat with Bogum was cut short due to him dashing out the door, I barely had a chance to kiss him and wish him good luck, but I was so happy he had stayed to meet them.
"I'm so happy to see you guys!!!" I jumped into Hoseok's arms once more.
"That's quite a nice place you've got here" Namjoon pointed out.
"Yeah, man. I didn't know you were rich now" Yoongi added.
I chuckled nervously and took them to the couch.
"So, isn't there someone missing? I thought we were supposed to be seven" Jin asked.
"Jeon Jungkook, yeah" Yoongi looked at me.
"God, I haven't seen him in years" Jimin said.
"I know, right? I never thought Tae would be the one to keep in touch with him" Namjoon joked.
