He's Different | p.jm

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The cafeteria filled with people gathered around, many whipping out their phones recording as Jungkook and Gayoon stood facing each other.

"Gayoon ah will you go to the dance with me?"

Jungkook asked.

Appalled, I watched the two carefully, not knowing how to react as Namjoon stood up, pounding his fists into the table.

"Seriously Jungkook?!"

He muttered under his breath, as the other two rose up aswell.

I side-glanced over at Jimin who held my hand firmly, his eyes unreadable.

I looked back over at the scene Jungkook had caused, anticipating Gayoon's answer.

Please say no, don't make things worse.

I sighed, my heart heavy as her response had caused the canteen to erupt with applause.

"Of course I'll go to the dance with you Jeon Jungkook!"

Gayoon beamed.

She immediately collided into his chest, her smile said it all as she even gave a light peck on his cheek.

My eyes widened, as if I could no longer speak as Jungkook intertwined his hand with hers.

My eyes followed after the two as they exited the crowd and disappeared from sight.

I looked back at the three in front of me, Yoongi's expression annoyed as he simply cussed murmuring.

"Do you think he's going to invite her tonight?"

Namjoon questioned.

I exhaled softly, overwhelmed I laid my head on Jimin's shoulder.

Tonight was the night, we were holding a party,

At Jungkook's.

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"Aigoo, Namjoon oppa I can't hang the banner up!"

I whined.

It was @8:30pm here at Jungkook's household although he hadn't returned the boys and I were currently preparing the party.

Namjoon scurried towards the living room as I stood on the edge of the couch, trying to hang the banner over Jungkook's awning ivory windows.

"Jiyeon ah you can't ju-"

Ring ring!

Namjoon stopped mid sentence as he lumbered over towards the nightstand table, snatching his phone.

"Namjoon jinja?!"

I fumed.

Fine I'll just do it myself.

I leaned over the bridge of the couch's arm, jumping up helplessly as I tried to hang the gigantic banner.

"Jiyeon ah, you can't hang it like that."

A stern voice scolded as I turned around to see Jimin and Yoongi entering with bottles of Cheongju.

I frowned as I stepped off the couch, dragging the banner down with me as I unwillingly lumbered towards the pair.

"You're going to need a ladder pabo ah."

Jimin shook his head, as he took the banner from me.