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T W E N T Y

V angrily walked in front of Evelyn through the park she had gone to after her conversation with Jungkook. If he didn't know earlier that day, he definitely does now — he did not like the idea of her dating the maknae.

The girl frowns slightly, running and struggling to keep up with him. "V! What are you doing?!"

He stopped dead in his tracks and spun around to face her. "Why did you say yes?"

Evelyn stared at him, bewildered as she took a second to organize her thoughts. "He's Jungkook, it's not like he's going to hurt me... besides, I don't have a boyfriend anyway so I might as well give him a shot. Like I said, he was my best friend and I trust him and — "

V laughed sarcastically, crossing his arms and placing them in front of his chest. "What the hell am I to you?"

The brunette stared at him once again, "What...?" What was with him today? What answer did he expect from her?

"You heard me." He replied, disappointment clear in the tone of his voice. "What am I to you? Just a gadget?"

"V, what do you mean?" Her eyes were filled with confusion and tears began gathering at the bottom from the intimidating way V was staring at her.

Fear.

"Whatever." He scoffed and turned back into hi phone form, leaving her alone in the corner of the park. Despite Evelyn's many attempts at turning it on, it remained locked.

She threw her phone onto the grass, frustrated at herself. It hurt.

A lot, in fact, to see him upset.

Evelyn looked around, realizing that she was the only one in the park.

Alone.

Memories flashed through her mind like it would in a film and she began to panic.

Her breathing became uneven and she began to hyperventilate. Darkness enveloped her senses and tears rolled down her cheeks as she sat down on the curb, pressing her legs into her chest so that she was in a ball. She tried telling herself that everything would be fine — it was all just in her head — there's nothing here that could possibly do anything to her —

Darkness.

Pain.

Cries.

It was almost as if she could see the scene unfold before her; it all happened so quick, if only she had listened that day, if only she had been obedient, if only —

Someone tapped her gently on the shoulder, but even the slightest movement had caused Evelyn to flinch and scream.

"No! Stop! Leave me alone!"

"It's me, Evelyn." Jungkook spoke softly, slight anger showing through his pupils. "You'll be okay."

He didn't know who made her she this upset, but he knew that if he ever found out, he would make them regret it.

"V?" She lifted her head up slightly, her mind hazy from everything. Even though the voices of V and Jungkook were completely different, she could've sworn she heard the older one talk.

Jungkook was about to hug her but widened his eyes at the name. "What...?"

"N—nevermind." Evelyn choked out between sobs and buried her head back into her knees.

Maybe deep down, she wanted it to be V here comforting her.

"V...?" Jungkook let out a shaky breath, "Is that what you just said? V? Kim Taehyung? You thought I was him?"

"I don't know..." Evelyn shook her head, her voice muffled by her knees. Processing his words, she froze slightly and lifted her head a little. "Who's Kim Taehyung?"

She definitely knew the name. It sounded familiar but she couldn't place her finger on who it was. It was like a part of her memory was missing — the part about whoever this name belonged to.

"Jimin-hyung never told you?" Jungkook brushed her hair out of her eyes so he could look into them, "Then how do you know 'V'?"

...

"You did what?! You could've gotten hurt!" Junmyeon glared at Kyungsoo. "You're a grown ass man! Use your common sense!"

The other members in the room widened their eyes when they heard the leader cuss. Junmyeon didn't do it often, but when he did, things often didn't go well for the member he cussed at.

Kyungsoo looked down, his fists still clenched and he bit his bottom lip. "I thought you were going to rant to me about how it could've impacted my career."

"Well, that too, but first things first, you have no idea what that man — Minhyuk?" Junmyeon paused and looks at Kyungsoo, continuing when he nods, "Could've done. If he became violent, you'd end up in the hospital. If you did, we would've ended up with only six members for awhile with Yixing in China and Sehun also in the hospital. Not only that, do you think we'll be okay with you getting hurt? Seriously, Kyungsoo, you need to think before you act, even if it was for Luna..."

The feeling of guilt nearly suffocated Kyungsoo and he began blocking out Junmyeon's lecture, he tried to keep his composure and acted like nothing was wrong. He knew he had acted purely on instinct and it wasn't the smartest thing to do, but seeing someone play his sister like that...

Jongin walked over and gave Kyungsoo a little pat on the back. "You're a very good brother. It's okay."

"No one's reported about this yet," Jongdae pointed out, scrolling through his phone. "You'd think an event like this would be on headlines."

Kyungsoo scrunched his eyebrows together and looked at Jongdae. "None of the paparazzi reported this?"

The latter nodded. "Surprisingly. Do you think someone paid them not to say anything?"

Kyungsoo's eyes widened. Was it Melanie? Or maybe Luna?

Minseok walked over and put an arm around him, "How about we order food? Also drop the topic while we're at it."

"I want chicken!" Baekhyun's voice came from the bathroom.

"We know!" The other members shouted together in unison.

"Does he just filter out everything except for food related conversations?" Junmyeon sighed with a faint smile. The atmosphere almost instantly felt lighter thanks to Baekhyun's small comment.

"I'll order!" Chanyeol volunteered and ran to the phone.

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A/N:

WE HIT CHAPTER 20!! I can't believe I made it this far into this book, since I usually leave stories unfinished and just AHH!

Thank you all so much for the support and going along with my overly stretched plot-line (or is it fine to you guys? When I proof-read I feel like I'm stretching it too far haha XD)!

Also my writing style obviously isn't the best (kind of childish if I were to say so myself :P) so thanks for being okay with that... I'll continue to improve and if anyone has constructive criticism please comment~

As always, thanks for reading!

~ lostkookiez