"Why do you always share every fucking thing between us with Jimin?" he roared, glaring at her.
"There is no us, do you get it?" She said in loud voice.
"Stop playing games, Y/N!" Jungkook exclaimed, his fingertips digging into her arms, leaving a...
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•A flicker of hope yearned to be found—depths of despair•
🎀•Chapter Twenty-Two•🎀
Jungkook walked into the makeup room, his expression filled with anger. He let out a sharp exhale as he sat down on one of the couches and pulled out his phone, scrolling through Instagram without much interest.
"Hey, Kook," Jimin said, sitting beside him.
"Yes, hyung, what do you want?" Jungkook replied in a flat, emotionless tone, not even bothering to look up from his phone.
"Y/N is here today," Jimin revealed, laughing, but his laughter died down when he noticed no visible reaction from Jungkook, who continued scrolling through posts.
Jimin was puzzled, as he had expected Jungkook to be happy with the news, considering how often he had been asking when Y/N would return. But now, Jungkook seemed strangely indifferent about it.
Taehyung, who had been listening, asked Jimin, "How do you know?"
"I met her on the ground floor when I went to the cafeteria," Jimin explained. "She was apologizing for not showing up at the airport, and she was about to explain her reason when suddenly that stupid manager showed up. He kind of got loud with her and took her to his office."
Jimin paused, a slight pout forming on his face. "She said that later, she will come in the makeup room and talk with us all," he whispered.
"Yep, she better have a good excuse for dumping us at the last moment," Taehyung whined, pouting.
Yoongi, observing Jungkook's behavior, said, "To me, it looks like Jungkook is the most eager one to know her reason."
Suddenly, Jungkook got up from the couch when he heard this. He was in no mood to face Y/N right now. He gulped, realizing the words he had said to her not so long ago. He was already regretting them.
But again, he did need some space and time to think things through, and right now, he was in no mood to face Y/N.
At least not today.
"What happened, Kookie?" Hoseok asked when he noticed Jungkook grabbing his bag and car keys. "Why are you leaving?" Namjoon asked, raising his eyebrow as he folded his arms, nearly glaring at him.
"If you remember, you have some parts to shoot today, Jeon Jungkook," he added with a stern tone.
"Sorry, hyung, can you just cancel my part today? I've been feeling sick since the morning. I need to go home, take some pills, and sleep," Jungkook muttered, gulping hard and avoiding eye contact with the older members.
Namjoon nodded his head. "Okay, you can go home. I'll talk with the manager. And do take rest, don't just start working out like crazy." Jungkook sighed, nodding his head as he rushed to open the door and exit.
