My Foreign "Best Friend" (Park Jihoon) - HIATUS

Chapter 7

~TRIGGER WARNING~

JIHOON'S POV

After three days, everything seemed to be a blur. Why would Somi cheat on me? How could Guanlin be so selfish? I didn't talk to him for the past three days and it's mostly because I didn't return to the dorm.

During the span of those three days, I kept on getting texts from my hyungs and my dongsaengs, but never one from Guanlin. I did tell Sejeong, my manager, that I would be coming back to the dorm after a week off, with the excuse of mental depression.

But today I found myself a little bit bored so I decided to go to the YMC entertainment building to dance and sing my mental depression off.

"Hey dad!" I called him, he was upstairs doing his business because I'm at the front door, about to go.

"I'm going! I'll see you later!" I went to open the door, but before I could escape my three-storey mansion a hand grabbed shoulder.

"Yah! Jihoon-ah!" I turned around to find my brother Jungkook standing behind me.

Furrowing my brows and pouted, he then let go of his grip, "Here," he handed me some chocolate bars.

My furrowed brows eased and my pout disappeared changing into a wide ass smile.

I licked my lips and swallowed, bruhhh no kidding I can't wait to nibble on it!

"YES! YOU GOT ME," I checked, "THREE NOCHU CHOCO BARS?! BRUH YOU ARE THE (bangtan) BOMB!" but I cupped my chin immediately with my left hand and scratched my head, smiling sheepishly.

"You could've bought me the Golden Kookies from America too, you know?" he chuckled and I gave him my widest smile.

"Yo, I got you some," V-hyung chimed in and handed me three packs of Golden Kookies.

"YES THANK YOU!" I saluted and we all laughed.

"Aigoo," they pulled me into a group hug and patted my back.

Thye broke off the hug and Jungkook hyung nodded his head towards the entrance of our mansion, "Now go, don't be stressed out Earthling," I reluctantly nodded and forced a smile.

"Sayonaraaaaa," I waved towards them.

"Arasso, anyeong!" they waved back as I went out and closed the door behind me.

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I was always thankful to be given birth to a prosperous family. I wouldn't even have access to good education and take master courses with the best English speaker in Korea, Boo Seungkwan, if it weren't for heaven's decision. Which rewarded me with excellent English skills, and gave me the advantage to talk to our choreographer, Parris Goebel, easily.

"Whaddup Hoonie-Hoodie!" Parris walked towards me and gave me a high five.

"Why did you call me that, though?" I laughed and smiled at her.

She pointed towards my gray hoodie, "You're wearing a hoodie son," I looked down at my sweater and felt the back of my head to make sure I was wearing a gray hoodie. And yes, yes I was.

"Ehh, no biggie," I shrugged.

She walked towards the boombox by the dance room mirror and turned it on.

"We're gonna start the routine with...," I cringed at the song playing.

나야 나.