UNEDITED EXCUSE FOR MY MISTAKES.
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This can't be it.
The Jungkook I choose to stan was a sweet guy.
He's probably just tired from the schedule.
I gave a deep sigh of disappointment, before opening my lockscreen to reply Dave Mckenzie.
Urgh, f*ck this sh*t.
I wasn't in the mood to reply as I was so taken back by the fact that the guy I was so excited to meet, the guy that I always wanted to meet and thank for giving me happiness was infact not the guy that I had expected.
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After hours of tossing and turning around in bed, I decided to go out to the balcony to get some fresh air, also to clear my mind a bit.
So much stuff had already happened just in the first day of my holiday.
I passed by the kitchen to get a cup of water. All the dishes were washed and put along the drying rack drying. I smiled to myself as I imagined Jin washing the dishes carefully. On the way to the balcony, I passed the living room and saw Jungkook sleeping soundly on the sofa.
Why is he sleeping on the sofa?
Aw, look at how cute he looks.
He looks like an angel.
Yeah, he probably was just tired just then.
I tried my best to not wake him up by tiptoeing my way to the balcony. It was late at night, the city was asleep, everything was just so peaceful and quiet. Although I tried to clear my mind as much as possible, I couldn't help stop thinking about Dave though. Even though he joined our school four years ago, I didn't start liking him until one year later. I still remember when he first came into our class, he was assigned to sit in front of me. I wasn't the type to approach people to start talking, even though he was the new guy, however he was the type that would start talking to everyone, which was why he approached me. We started talking and from time to time he would make lame jokes. Maybe it was the lame jokes and his friendliness that attracted me. He wasn't attractive or anything, but one day, I just started to be more aware of him, always wanting him to be around me, wanting to know where he was, wanting to talk to him, that was when I realised I had already developed a crush for him. Everyone around us said we match well, and would make jokes about us. They would say that he's always blushing whenever we are talking and he's always around me. Although every time I would brush it off pretending it's all a joke, but deep inside, I would be dying from happiness. However, these jokes continued on and I started to become aware of how he was acting when he was around me. Few times, I did catch the things that other people said about him, but other times, I would hear rumours of him with other girls, since it is my first actual serious crush, I was really confused and kept getting stressed over it because I had no idea how to handle situations like this. To be honest, I still do not know how to handle and still get confused from his mixed signals. I must have been too concentrate on thinking that I didn't even know my hand relaxed a bit and my cup of water dropped down to the floor.
"Sh*t" I whispered under my breath as I kneeled down to clean up the glass that had broken from the cup.
"Oh, Look who is it." I looked up and saw Jungkook leaning against the wall.
"I am so sorry. I didn't mean to."
"Didn't mean to what? Didn't mean to wake me up from my deep sleep? Didn't mean to kick Namjoon and I out of our room so you can have a room yourself."
"What, No?! I didn't even know!"
"Enough Jungkook." Jimin's stern voice came from the corner.
"Jimin." Jungkook gave a pleading look.
"It's not even her fault. We already have decided on we will give out a room for the person to have it, even before the results were announced. Haven't we?"
"Yeah.. but.." Jungkook gave a huge sigh, I didn't know what to do so I quietly continued to pick up the remaining glass.
"Stop, you are going to hurt yourself." Jimin came over and took my hand away to prevent me from picking the glass up.
"Why are you helping her?" Jungkook asked, emphasising on the "her" with a disgusted tone.
"Why can't I? She didn't do anything wrong. We did a fair game of rock, paper, scissors and you guys lost the game, that's why she's using your room. Namjoon is okay with it, why can't you be okay with it as well?" Jimin's volume started to increase.
"Okay? OKAY? A girl coming to our dorm and living with us? DOES THIS EVEN MAKE SENSE?" Jimin didn't reply him and just continued on cleaning up.
"Do you guys even have a bit of an alert? What if she is a stalker, maybe she's gonna steal our stuff and sell it to other crazy fans. Aren't you guys afraid?" Jungkook continued when Jimin ignored him.
"I can't believe you are actually helping her." A slam was heard after Jungkook walked out of the house.
"He'll be alright." Jimin reassured me when he saw my worried face.
"I am so sorry."
"It's not even your fault. He's just a bit sensitive and not easy to open up. Don't mind him."
"Will he be alright? I mean it's late at night already."
" I'll message Taehyung to go and find him. Go and get some sleep" We exchanged our goodnights before I left for my room with a heavy heart.
Did I just mess up their friendship?
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