In Vitam Mortem || J.JK ▪︎ [ON HOLD]

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Oh-oh, here she comes,
watch out boy, she'll chew you up,
she's a maneater

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Naomi put some lotion on her hands and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Images of what happened a few hours ago consumed her head and she started feeling bad about it, guilty that she acted the way she did. The wine that she threw at Jungkook was absolutely not necessary and she regretted it deeply, ending up leaving back home that same evening.

Despite coming home after Jungkook, there wasn't a trace of him anywhere when she got back. It was already nearing one in the morning and Naomi couldn't help but catch herself glancing at the clock every few minutes, still waiting and feeling restless.

What she wanted was to apologize and her hopes of doing so piled up once she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. But instead of coming into their own room, Jungkook walked straight past it and what she guessed was the guest bedroom. That's when all of her guilt dropped to replace itself with anger. He probably went out to get some relief with another woman anyway.

"What else was I expecting?" Naomi whispered to herself. She felt stupid to think otherwise and with a heavy heart, made her way to the bed where she slipped under the covers and let the pillow soak in all of her tears.

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"I don't know, he was just being rude for no reason. He didn't give me the company shares I wanted, can you imagine?" Naomi began with her complaining once she sat across her best friend, occupying a table in the middle of an expensive restaurant.

Monica's mouth fell agape in shock. "What?"

"I know, right?" Naomi took a bite of her food. "And he thought a little dinner would fix everything."

"You need to get away from that man as soon as possible. He's covering up your potential." Monica flipped her hair over her shoulder and sipped on her champagne. "I mean, the way he acted towards you yesterday? Who does he think he is?"

"A cheater," Naomi rolled her eyes. "Honestly... I think he's unfaithful to me."

Monica gasps, "Are you serious?"

"Yeah."

"Asshole." Monica sipped on her drink again and quickly sat up upon remembering something. "Anyway, change of topic. I called you here because I have some exciting news!"

"Yeah? What is it?" Naomi put her utensils down and looked towards her expectantly, needing a distraction from all the chaos that happened.

"I got engaged!"

"You what?" Naomi gasped, now noticing the engagement ring. "Oh my God, congratulations!"

"Thank you! Isn't it so gorgeous?" Monica pushed her manicured hand across the table for her to inspect the giant ring on her finger. It glimmered underneath the lights and Naomi suddenly remembered her own engagement. 

"It's beautiful."

"It's a five carat cushion cut." Monica bragged. "Jeremy proposed last weekend in Haiti."