You're Mine, Noona. [BTS - Jungkook]

Yoongi.

"Careful," Yoongi told me, when he gave me his hand to pull me on the stage. I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up next to him.

I gave him a weak smile and he showed me his gummy smile. Was he not angry with me anymore?

I cleared my throat and looked around. The stage has been decorated and people were already at the end of their preparations.

From now on, everything will be fast.

They will hold their showcase and I'll dance with them. After that, I'll leave. Only two more weeks.

Yoongi noticed me being absent and held onto my arm. I snapped out of my thought and my breath hitched, when I thought Manager Song was grabbing it.

I flinched and jerked my arm away, taking a step back. Yoongi widened his eyes at my reaction and then pulled up his hands.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" He asked me, wide-eyed.
I shook my head and bit my lip.
"What's the matter?" I asked him, trying to avoid his concern.

Yoongi lowered his hands and bit his lip too. "I want to have a small talk with you."

"About?" I asked. Yoongi looked around and then shook his head.

"Let's talk somewhere with no people around." He told me and then grabbed my arm to make me follow him. He walked with me to the back of the concert hall and placed himself in one of the back seats.

I followed him and sat down, eyeing him curiously.
He crossed his legs and leant back in his seat, letting a low sigh.

"What do you want to talk about?" I asked, although I already had a vague feeling about what it is.

"About us," he simply responded and then repositioned himself, with his body turned towards me. He leant over and supported himself on his knees.

"Yoongi...," This was difficult for me to talk about. I don't want to hurt him another time, but I can't let this drag on. I don't want our friendship to be ruined by this stupid thing.

"I know, I know. You made your point already last time. And I want to apologize properly for pressuring and overreacting back then," he told me. Surprised I looked at him, but then shook my head.

"It's fine. I would have acted like that too if I were you," I muttered and looked down at my feet.

"But I just want to know. Tell me honestly, do you like Jungkook?" He asked me. I gulped and looked up through the concert hall. I spotted Jungkook dancing on the stage, practicing his dance with Jimin. My heart fluttered again. I can't help it, but I can't admit it either because of my promise with Jackson.

"I love Jackson," I lied, but Yoongi laughed shortly. He knew that I was lying. He knew me too well.

"You don't need to lie to me. I know how things are in this industry." He told me with a smile.

"Wait, you know?" I asked him surprised and also slightly happy.

He nodded. This makes me relieved. I didn't break my promise, while Yoongi knew what has happened between me and Jackson. He didn't judge me.

I smiled happily and hugged him. He let out a cute snort and pushed me a bit away.

"Yah,...why are you like this," he chuckled, shyly. Yoongi didn't judge me. He really didn't judge me.

I recovered myself and couldn't help but feel happy. Why does this feel so relieving?

"But now, back to my question. Do you like Jungkook?" Yoongi urged, with a weak smile. My smile dropped a little and I turned silent.