"Jeon Jungkook. if you loved me... if you ever loved me, even just for a moment, just a bit, if you ever cared about me, let me go in peace. don't fight it. if our love was true, don't fight it. I swear you on our love." This was what Taehyung had s...
ji-eun woke up in the middle of the night to see Jungkook nowhere. she went to the living room to see taehyung and Jungkook on the balcony with wine glasses in their hands deep in thought. ji-eun smiled lightly.
she was a psychologist. she had realized Jungkook's and taehyung's feelings towards each other. she knew how selflessly they loved each other and how pure their love was. she had to do something. but tomorrow. this was not the time. she went back to bed and lay down. but sleep was far from her eyes. things were going to change tomorrow. she was going to change things.
the next morning came, and seulgi was the first one to wake up. she had the highest alcohol tolerance and was the least hungover. she cooked breakfast for everyone. sometime later, ji-eun woke up. the minute she woke up, she went to the balcony to see taehyung and Jungkook sleeping on each other's shoulders. it looked like they had fallen asleep accidentally.
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she smiled and went to the kitchen to help seulgi.
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everyone went home after breakfast and ji-eun went somewhere saying she had some important work. she came back 2 hours later with a file in her hand.
Jungkook: hey!!! you are back.
ji-eun: let's go to dinner somewhere tonight. I need to talk to you.
Jungkook: okay... I'll cook something for jen.
ji-eun: okay.
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it was time for dinner. Jungkook and ji-eun had got ready and were leaving in their car.
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