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you ordered a medium pizza with pepperoni, sausage, green peppers, and onions on it.

"very interesting," i told you.

you told me jungkook liked to go all out with the toppings, and that's why you were ordering it.

right.

jungkook.

it took me only five minutes to get to your house.

i walked up to the door and knocked hesitantly.

when i did i heard someone whine loudly, and i figured it was jungkook. he seems to have a habit of doing that.

the door opened and you looked like you had just gotten out of bed, but didn't seem all that tired.

you looked adorable.

"i like your hair," i complimented, admiring the pink color.

you smiled. "really?"

jungkook started to walk up to the door as well, patting down his hair as he did so.

i nodded. "it really suits you. you look cute."

"i know right?" jungkook commented, standing close behind you.

him and i stared at each other for a few moments before you cleared your throat and thanked me once more.

i handed you the pizza, and your boyfriend said he would pay for it.

you thanked him and called him babe.

i wish you would call me that.

you walked away, just leaving jungkook and i.

he looked at me for a couple of seconds before reaching into his pocket, pulling out his wallet.

he handed me the money.

he told me to keep the change, and while it's usually a nice gesture when somebody does that, he didn't seem all that kind.

i think i glared at him as i took the money.

i'm not too sure honestly.

all i know is that i don't like him.

i don't want him to be with you, jimin.

i want you to be with me instead.

i want you to be mine.

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