His Future Wife | j.jk ✔️

Chapter 25: Hyuna

•Eun Mi's POV•
After Young K and Taehyung left, I decided to call my old high school friend, Hyuna.

She always helped me through ups and downs in high school. I'm sure she'll help me this time.
I'm surprised that I still have her number.

She finally answered the call after a century.
"Hey Hyuna. Long time no talk."
I said in my weak voice.

"Eun Mi?! O-M-G! Gurlllll, it's been forEVARRR"
Her squeaky voice bursted out of my phone to my ears.

She always does this.. My ears has been raped again.

"Hey girl! Can you meet me? I really need your advice. It's an emergency."

"Oh sure~ Is it boys problem?"

"Yeah.. Kinda."

"Okay then, meet me at the club near your neighbourhood now. I'll see ya there!"

"Wait wha-"

Before I could protest, she hung up on me.

"Aish.. Jungkook wouldn't be there at this time. It's already so late. Whatever."
I shrugged off my thoughts and changed into a white crop-top with short jeans which I always wear.
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•Third-Person's POV•
Just as Eun Mi was about to enter the club, she felt a tap on her shoulders.

She hesitantly turned around just to meet a joyful Hyuna, giving her a warm hug.

"Awh! I missed you so much girl!"
Hyuna squealed as they let go.

"Me too. Let's go in. I need to talk to you."
Eun Mi however, put on a serious face causing Hyuna to frown looking at the "not-fun" Eun Mi.

The two girls entered the club together. They found an unoccupied couch so they sat there and ordered some wine.

"So! Which boy is it?"
Hyuna asked curiously as she sipped her red wine.

"Well...."

Eun Mi explained to Hyuna. Hyuna couldn't believe everything she had told her.

Meanwhile, Jungkook, on the other side, starting flirting and drinking with other girls once he step foot into the club.

That's how he releases his stress.

He sat on a couch, opposite from Eun Mi and Hyuna's. He was surrounded by sluts as always.

"Oppa~ Are you very rich?"
"Oppa! Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Oppa, come to my house~"

All the girls moaned for his name and he liked it.

Just then, a girl dressed up in a black fitting dress, sat on Jungkook's lap and started to move on him.

(A/N: I'm not gonna say grinding cause that's disgusting for me.........)

"Ah.. Don't stop baby.."

•Jungkook's POV•
It feels so good.. Having someone to sit on me and pleasure me. Unlike Eun Mi..

Damnit.. I missed her already. But I must keep a straight face. Don't let her fool you again Jeon Jungkook. She doesn't feel the same way..

But then, as I looked across from me, I saw a girl's head hanging down and she looked familiar.

Her hair was forming a curtain to block me from looking at her face.

"Excuse me.."
I pushed the girl off of my lap and she frowned.

"Oppa.. Please don't go."
She whined annoyingly, clutching onto my arm.

I rolled my eyes and yanked my arms down, causing her to stumble back.

I went straight to the girl. It was like she's sleeping, or going to sleep.

But I stopped when I saw her head shooting up. She laughed like a crazy lunatic and drank the whole bottle of wine one shot.

My mouth dropped down. Is she crazy?
When I got a closer look, my throat got dry and my eyes widened.

"Eun Mi?.."

She looked up at me and chuckled, throwing the wine bottle at me.

Luckily, I caught the bottle just in time when it was about to land on my face.

"Eun Mi? Are you-"

She ran towards me and shushed me by placing her index finger on my lips.

"Drunk~ I'm drunk Jungkookie-ah! Because of myself and because of youuuuuuuuuu!"
She laughed continuously, but then, a tear rolled down her cheeks.

"Dang it! I hurt you Jungkookie. What am I suppose to do now? Beg for your forgiveness?"
She showed me her puppy eyes as she locked her arms around my neck.

"Hmm? Forgive me, Master Jungkook.."
She leaned in and whispered sweetly in to my ear, sending shivers down to my spine.

The word 'Master' turned me on so badly.

"Or should I say, Jungkook Oppa?"
She went back to laughing and giggling to herself drunkly, her face as red as fire, her breath stinks of alcohol, her hair all ruffled up.

I felt a knot forming in my stomach.

'Oppa?'

The way she calls me Oppa triggered me, I don't know in a good or bad way because she never called me Oppa and I felt my heartbeat increasing.

"Eun Mi.. Stop and get off me."
I held onto her arm but she shook her head and whined.

"No! Don't let me go or I'll rip you apart and throw you into hell!"
She said childishly and brought me even more closer to her.

She buried her face in my chest, a whimper escaped her plumped lips.

"I'm such a bitch.. I'm such a bitch.."
She said softly and I felt my shirt slowly getting wet.

I placed my hand on her ruffled hair and caressed them, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"I hate you Eun Mi.. But I love you too.."

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A/N: I'm slowly starting to get confuse at my own writing... 0_o Get help..

•To Be Continued•