The Guy In Suit [Bts JK ff]

19. Drunk

Jungkook P.O.V

She was hugging Mark hyung really tight. He even kissed her head! They aren't dating, right? My blood started boiling when Jackson hyung said 'lovey dovey'. I saw Mark walking out and Shana not long after that. I followed her and just when she was about to open the door, I grabbed her wrist while standing behind her really close. "Where are you going?" I whispered in her ear. "Hospital for Auntie Sage" Aish, how can I be so stupid. "Want me to drive you?" I kindly offered. "No need to. Mark oppa will" Oppa? AISH. She slightly smiled at me. It made me feel weird. Warm on the inside or something... I only felt this way with her which is a long time ago. I forced a smile back and let her go out. "Tell me how much I need to pay" I reminded her of our deal. "You're not gonna pay" "We made a deal. You can't break it" I smiled at her. "Fine" She gave in. Seems like my charms are working. Let's keep that going. "Let me know how it goes" I winked. She got a little red and walked out of the door. Is she falling for me or am I falling for her?

"Looks like you're falling for her" I heard a voice behind me. It was Namjoon hyung. "Yah, hyung what are you doing here?" I said nervously. "You suddenly walked out, so I followed you. What was that?" "What was what?" "Standing close, whispering in her ear, smiling, winking" He smirked. "Am I not allowed to do that anymore?" "Just a few weeks ago you complained about how annoying she is and now you can't stop making a fist whenever she's with another guy" "What are you talking about?" "We saw how you were looking at Mark hyung and Shana when then were hugging. And just now when she called him oppa, you faked smiled"

He grinned in victory and I sighed in defeat. "I don't know what I feel anymore, hyung. Whenever she smiles, I got this weird but nice feeling. Whenever she hugs a boy or something, I wanna punch the guy's face and drag her as far away as possible from him. Whenever she lies to me, I just wanna shake her and tell her that she can tell me everything. Whenever we're close, I wanna kiss or just hold her. And whenever she isn't, I wanna run to her and make her. Whenever she is hurt, I wanna cry with her. I have never felt this way. Not even with her" "I think I know what this is" "What?" "Love" No! I don't wanna love her. I don't want the same thing to happen.

"How do I make it go away?" "You can't, Jungkook-ah. Just accept it. What happened with her is not gonna happen with Shana. I'm sure. Shana is the most loyal person. Ask her friends. And I have spoken to her pretty much. She's quite wonderful and pretty..." I started to get angry again. "Hyung..." I said threatening. He laughed really hard. "Yah, Jungkook-ah. I'm your hyung. I wouldn't steal your babe" I said with a teasing voice. "Hyung" I whined. "I'm serious here. What should I do?" "Has she given you signs that she loves you too?" "Molla" I ruffled my hair in annoyance. "Aish, what am I supposed to do with you?" He sighed.

Then I remembered her scars. Thighs and wrist. "Hyung?" "Nae?" "She has scars..." "Bwo?! Where?!" He said with concern. "Thighs and..." I gulped before speaking. "Wrist..." "BWO?!" I looked at me with widened eyes. "Jungkook-ah, you really have to do something" "What am I supposed to do when she doesn't let me in. She won't even tell me why she smashed her phone to the wall. I'm telling something is going on and it seems to get worse. I don't know what to do" I sighed and leaned against the wall.

"Try to get close with her and then ask again" He advised me and I nodded. "Let's go back. The others are probably waiting for us" He nodded and we walked towards the living room. Hours passed and Shana didn't come back. It was 7 PM and she left around 1 PM. Around 4 PM I started drinking my concern and doubts away. Where was she? What was she doing? With who? Each 10 minutes I took another glass. Our parents already left. Everyone tried to stop me from drinking but they couldn't. Finally, the door opened...

Shana P.O.V

Mark and I drove to the hospital and we went to her room. "Anyeong Auntie~" I sang while walking in. "Shana! Mark!" She said happily. We sat beside her and talked for a while. I told her that I would pay the procedure and she was very happy. She didn't want to leave the kids at the orphanage alone. Someone knocked on the door and it was a doctor. He was so handsome...