The All-Rounder || Karina X Male Reader

13. Romantic Homicide?

Jaeyoung was walking towards the supermarket, hands in his pockets with a smile on his face. As he entered the supermarket, his eyes laid on a particular item.

Marshmallow.

It was his favorite sweet. As soon as he grabbed a bag, he continued to lurk the aisle in search of more snacks. As he was at the drinks aisle, his phone rang. It was Jihoon. As he answered, loud music was booming through the speaker with people singing. It was obviously a party.

JH: Yo my guy! Where you at? We're at the bartender's side.

JY: Are you drunk? Bro I'm at the supermarket.

JH: What? But I saw Jimin with you?

JY: What the? I'm literally in the supermarket holding marshmallows.

JH: Oh. I'm sorry dude but I saw Jimin with another man.

*beep*

Jaeyoung ended the call, sighing at whag he just heard. He shook his head as he got his favorite drink. As he left the supermarket and went home, he saw a note on the fridge while he was restocking drinks.

'hey son, it's your mother! me and your dad went here for just minutes to get more clothes. i prepared your dinner! love you son! p.s check your bank account.'

He smiled at the note. He knew that his family was busy but still had the time to write him notes and check on him. As he was setting the dinner his mom had made him, his phone rang again. This time, it was a surprising name on the screen. As he answered, the same noise from Jihoon's call was heard.

JY: Wonyoung? You called?

WY: Jae! Oh no I called you by accident!

JY: I guess? Are you drunk?

WY: No? Well, yes? I've had too many bottles of champagne hehe.

JY: This girl. Are you with anyone?

WY: Yeah! The Kings and Queens are all here! Oh and have you heard? Jimin's ex came back from abroad!

JY: O-Oh really? That's great I-I guess.

WY: If you have the time, come here! It'll be fun! Bye!

JY: Okay Wonyoung. Bye.

The phone beeps as the call ended. And everything fell into place. Jihoon saying he saw Jimin with another man, and Wonyoung saying that her ex was back. He couldn't shrug that feeling.

Annoyed? Hurt? Betrayed?

He sighed and said "Fuck it." as he changed into semi-formal clothing. As he was about to leave his room, his eyes caught something dangling. Keys. Motorcycle Keys. He grabbed it and went to his garage. He didn't even bother to wear a helmet right now.

As he was about to leave, he texted Jihoon.

JY: Address.

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He arrived at a small villa with lights. He got off the motorcycle and walked towards where the colorful lights and loud music was.

Jaeyoung stepped into the villa's garden, the faint scent of flowers mixing with the smell of alcohol and cigarettes. The music was louder now, almost deafening, and the scene was chaotic. People were dancing, laughing, and spilling drinks everywhere. He walked through the crowd, his sharp eyes scanning for someone familiar.

Jihoon was the first to spot him, waving his hands in exaggerated motions from across the bartender's area. He was clearly drunk, a goofy smile plastered on his face. Jaeyoung walked over, his expression unreadable.