YOU, ME, & SHE • |KTH AU| •

thirty-eight

What cruel nightmare is this?

I stand frozen, unable to breathe, as Jennie squawks with joy.

"Yes! Yes!" She shrieks, bouncing on her heels.

Taehyung slips the ring onto her finger. And then he stands and smashes his lips against hers, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Congratulations!" Hyejin gushes through a happy sob, a hand over her chest. "My heart is bursting with joy for the both of you..."

I sway unsteadily on my feet, my pulse roaring in my ears. But before I let my legs give way beneath me, a hand grabs my arm, holding me steady.

I look up to see Iseul staring flatly at me.

"Iseul," My voice warbles pathetically. "About everything, I-I'm s—"

"Don't talk to me," She snaps, cutting me off. "We're done, okay? I don't ever want to see your face again, please just get out of here."

Tears well up in my eyes, blurring my vision. "Are you kicking me out..?"

She gives a firm nod. "Mom told me about you and Jieun and your sister and everything before you came downstairs — were you ever planning on telling me any of all that?"

"I was going to," I say with a sniffle. "but you haven't been talking to me lately."

A heavy sigh escapes her lips. "Just leave, Narae. Go to Jieun's place and don't ever come back here."

Iseul gives me a nudge towards the door when I don't move. "Get moving. Taehyung has made it clear that he's not into you so you've no reason to stay here anymore."

I stare at my feet, fighting the urge to look over at him. She's right. There's no point in my being here anymore.

I nod once at her and turn away. My gaze firmly fixed on the floor, I shuffle to the door and leave the room.

***

A minute later, I'm bursting out the front door, bitter sobs spilling from my lips.

I keep my gaze lowered as as I make my way to the gates. Stepping on the other side, I don't make it far before slamming hard into a hard body.

"Greyson..?" I croak, my jaw dropping as I gape up at him.

He grabs my shoulders. "Finally—"

I throw my arms around him, making him go quiet abruptly.

"I should've never run from you," I sob into his chest.

He's a lot of things but he at least he loves me and wants me. Unlike Taehyung.

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Greyson has gone still, brow furrowed in confusion as he stares down at Narae.

"Take me away from here." She whimpers.

Is that so?

He slowly slides his arms around her back, a smirk twisting his lips.

Whatever that Jennie chick did in there, it worked all too effectively.

He'd been furious to discover Vanessa and Thea's unexpected evacuation from their apartment. It meant losing his strongest leverage over Narae — the threat of hurting those bitches if she didn't comply. But now, he's gotten what he wanted without needing to use them as pawns.

"With pleasure, my love..."

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A Week Later

Jimin pulls up the long driveway of the Kim Manor and cuts the engine of his car. As he opens the door to get out, movement in his peripheral vision catches his attention. He looks over to see a familiar red Porsche approaching and pulling up beside him.

"Thea..?" He murmurs, eyes going wide with surprise. Did she follow him??

"I told you to wait at home," Jimin says as the teenage girl hops out of the Porsche.

"I couldn't sit still, I'm too worried," She replies, crossing her arms stubbornly. "Plus, I really wanna see Taehyung."

Jimin sighs inwardly, turning away and motioning for her to follow. "Alright, fine."

When they step into the lobby, they get informed that everyone's in the dining room having lunch, so they head there.

Taehyung looks up in surprise at their entrance, as do Hyejin, Iseul and Jennie. But Jimin only has eyes for one absence.

"Where's Narae?" He demands. "Is she okay — we haven't heard from her for days. Her phone just goes to voicemail."

An uncomfortable silence falls over the room as Taehyung and the others exchange confusing glances.

"We thought she had been staying with you this past week," He says, lowering his knife with a clatter.

"What're you talking about?" Jimin asks tightly, heart stuttering in his chest. "She's not at my place! Why's she not here?"

"We find out about her atrocious deeds, so we banished her from this house." Hyejin replies coolly. Neither her, Taehyung, Jimin or Iseul seem to notice the heated staring contest happening between Jennie and Thea.

Jimin stiffens, his frown deepening at as he shifts his gaze to Taehyung. "What happened before she left..?"

Taehyung meets Jimin's glare with his own. "I proposed to my beloved, Jennie, that's what happened." He mutters.

"You jerk," Jimin grinds out, hot anger swirling in his stomach. "you son of a bitch. You should've handled the issue with care, not wrecked her like that." He pauses to sigh with frustration. "I fucking warned you. Now look what's happened — it's your fault that Narae is missing."

"And hers," Thea yells, pointing an accusing finger at Jennie.

A tense silence settles as all eyes fall on Jennie.

"Why couldn't you just let her have him?" Thea hisses, stalking towards Jennie. "You fucking owe her, bitch, remember?! She went to jail because of you!"

Jennie pushes back from the table and stands, glowers at Thea for several seconds before turning around and stomping off.

Taehyung, Hyejin, Jimin and Iseul all stare after her, mouths agape.

"What..?"  It's Jimin who finally speaks, turning to Thea for answers.

But she's too busy glaring at Taehyung.

"Having finally met you, I'm realizing you're not the great guy you pretend to be on camera," She grits out. "My sister deserves so much better than you."

Taehyung averts Thea's gaze with a sigh. Jimin reaches out to take her hand. "Don't waste your breath on this bastard, peaches. Our priority is finding Narae," He whips out his phone from his pocket. "We need to file a missing person's report, right away."

As he and Thea move to leave the room, Taehyung rises from the table. "I'll come with you," He offers in a calm tone.

Jimin levels him with a withering glare. "Don't bother. You've done enough."

With that, he sweeps from the dining room, Thea on his heels.

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