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Jm POV
"...then I walked out."
Everyone was dead silent after my explanation of the event that had happened hours before.
Hoseok sighed and so did yoongi. They were all feeling uncomfortable in fact.
"It's not your fault, you know that right?" Namjoon implied.
I nodded hesitantly and fiddled with my drink's straw.
"Why did she have to slap him though? Who was on the phone?" Hoseok questioned causing me to think.
"Maybe...." Jin cut off his sentence. We all looked towards him as he cautiously continued to speak, "It's a past boyfriend?"
They all groaned and shook their heads, "No, she wouldn't have reacted that intensely." Namjoon explained.
My thoughts cut off after a certain event coming to mind, "That guy...." I said to myself silently, still making everyone hear me.
"Who?" Yoongi asked curiously.
"Jungkook...." I trailed off.
They all looked at each other in confusion as I rushed to look at the time.
3:45am.
"Sorry guys! I need to go!" I ran out as fast as I could from Namjoon's house.
My face freezing as the cold wind hit it. My eyes barely open and my hands tucked into my jacket pockets.
As I kept running, the constant thought of her words at that time played through my mind....
The words I neglected to think about at that time....
{"No... But he is my boyfriend."}
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Fake Love 2 || Jimin BTS
Fanfictionre·gret /rəˈɡret/ verb 1. feel sad, repentant, or disappointed over (something that has happened or been done, especially a loss or missed opportunity). //Book 3 and Book 4 Now Available\\
