His Obsession ➸ Taekook ✓

- Thirty-ninth -

Turning and turning again, Celia got tangled up in her duvet, pulling it furiously away with her foot, before finally pulling it back over her, mumbling to herself. She was clearly in a bad mood, and had been for several days.

She still couldn't believe it. She'd never felt so humiliated in her life. All right, Taehyung wasn't in love with her. Accepting this was hard, but not impossible. After all, you couldn't control your heart. But still, they had spent enough time with each other to deserve respect. But he'd treated her like shit.

She was offended. She just wanted some recognition.

She ended up lying on her back, staring at the ceiling. In four days, she had hoped for something. A call, a message. Maybe not an apology, she knew Taehyung's ego was far too big for that, but still. Just the right to come back.

But nothing. She'd spent four days in bed moping, the flame of hope fading a little more every day.

The door to her room suddenly opened with a loud bang, startling Celia who turned her head sharply towards the entrance to see a young woman of just under thirty, like herself.

"Don't you ever knock, you sick bastard?!" Célia snapped. "I nearly had a heart attack."

"I wouldn't have stormed in like that if you weren't a lazy ass. You didn't move your ass in four days and it's starting to piss me off."

Célia sighed at her remark, deciding to turn her back on her to show her displeasure.

"You're so mean, Yoonie, I'm heartbroken, you know..."

Yoonie's gaze softened as she heard her, and seeing that Celia didn't look well, she went over and sat down next to her on the edge of the bed.

"What's wrong?" she asked softly. "Before we're flatmates, we're best friends, no? You know you can tell me anything, right?"

Célia didn't react immediately, making Yoonie think she was sulking, but the young woman eventually turned round and faced her again.

"You know, the man I like..."

"Er... Taehie? Oh no... Taehyung?"

Celia nodded.

"Hm. I told you he had a casino. I went there on Sunday, but he brought his... Ah, I don't even know what that guy is to him! His whore? His boyfriend? I don't know, but in any case, he and I had a fight, and... Taehyung chose him, and he banned me from the casino, humiliating me...

Yoonie gave her a sympathetic smile and stroked her hair to comfort her.

"So you've been crying about your fate for four days now? Come on, Célia, that's not like you..."

"But what else do you want me to do?"

Yoonie smirked.

"Fight. All you have to do is get rid of that guy!"

Célia widened her eyes.

"I'm not so desperate as to kill him!"

"I didn't tell you to kill him, you idiot! It's just that you could make him a problem for Taehyung."

Celia frowned.

"But how?"

"Do you have the guy's name?"

"Hm, I think it's Jung Jungkook."

This answer only made Yoonie smile wider.

"I've just had an idea."

***

"Rah, this investigation is going nowhere! It's driving me crazy!" Namjoon exclaimed as he walked through the door of the café, closely followed by Soobin and Seokjin.