[✔] Magic // MYG

26. Girlfriend

"YOU'RE RICH?!"

"Well yeah...that's what I just said..." he turned to look at me.

I coughed and stretched my arms dramatically.
"So ya know...I'm smart I surely wouldn't use you for your money openly. No-one would realize that I would just use you, ya know."

"Hyoju!" Jin shouted in a scolding way.

"Geez, I was just kidding. It's not like money can buy my heart." I laughed as I reached for a chip bag.
"Just five other things and I'm your bitch."

"What are those five things?" Jungkook asked and got a light punch from Taehyung.

"You guys wanna know?" I popped the chip bag.

Everyone nodded.

"Fine then." I looked up from the bag.

"Numero uno." I lifted my pinky.
"Food."

Everyone nodded, not surprised.

"Numero dos." I lifted my ring finger.
"Affection."

They nodded again, mumbling something about them living with that.

"Numero tres." I lifted my middle finger. "Your clothes."

"Huh?" Hoseok looked at me.

"What?"

"Why our clothes?" Namjoon asked.

"I love wearing oversized things and I find it cute when girls wear things from their boyfriend."

After that they nodded again with concentrated gazes.

"Number four." I lifted my pointer finger. "Cuddles."

"Cuddles?"

"Yes cuddles."

"Why cuddles?"

"I'm a cuddles person, I love them."

They looked shocked but nodded.
Is it that unbelievable that I love cuddles?

"Number five." I lifted my thumb. "Food."

"You already said that."

"I know, but that's the most important part." I answered and reached for another bag of food.

"So if I give you food, cuddles, affection and let's say some of my hoodies. You would be my bitch?" Jimin asked.

"Ah yeah, no."

"What, why?" He tilted his head.

"Firstly, you forgot the second food and secondly, because it's you." I stuffed food into my mouth.

"Rude." Jimin said.

"Yeah. I know you are, you don't need to tell me." I shot him a smile.

He scoffed and looked away. "And to think that I gave you a massage..."

"Wait... were you earlier saying that you were willing to be my girlfriend?" Everyone turned to Yoongi.

My eyes widened and my ears started to burn unbelievably.
"Geez, I was just joking."
I tried laughing it off and waved my hand dismissively.

"Yeah no, that's not what I meant." He turned to me. "If you played my girlfriend in front of my parents, maybe they would let me back in the house."

"That's a good idea!" Seokjin cried out and clapped his hands.

"Huh?" I tilted my head.

"Play as his girlfriend!" Seokjin said and Namjoon nodded beside him.

"Why?" I furrowed my brows. This situation is way too embarrassing...

"So he can go back home and when you talk with Taehyung's parents about whatever it is, everyone can go home and doesn't have to stay here." Namjoon said and this time Seokjin nodded.

"Well everyone except me..." I mumbled to myself.

"Did you say something?" Hoseok asked.

"Huh? No I..." I looked at all of them. They were expecting something from me, I could see it in their eyes. I sighed. "Fine."

"Wait. Really??" Yoongi's eyes widened.

"What? You want to go home and if I can help you in that by playing to be your girlfriend I will do it." I pushed my hair back. "But I'll firstly talk with Taehyung's parents."

Everyone nodded. I smiled at them. They looked really happy at this moment. I'll find some way to get through everything. I'll just stay here when they go home. As long as they're happy...

"Thanks a lot Hyoju!" Taehyung ran up to me and tackled me in a hug. I patted his back.

"It's fine." I buried my face into his chest. "Everything for my friends."

"You're so cute~" he giggled, picked me up a bit and spun us around.

"Yah! Pabo! Stop it!" I laughed. "It's not like I've achieved anything yet."

He let me down and smiled at me brightly. I ruffled his hair playfully.

'go back to your boyfriend, he's jealous.' Is what I mouthed to him before he turned around and walked to Jungkook.

Everyone just chuckled at Taehyung's outbreak except for one, Yoongi.

"Hey Hyoju." He started and I looked over to him. "Thanks for willing to do this."

"It's fine." I smiled at him. He smiled back.

Everyone went on and talked about how I should act in front of Yoongi's parents or what we should do to make it more believable.
I just sat there and listened to them, or something like that.

I actually just sat there and wasn't present, I just nodded from time to time and everyone thought I was listening to them.

The time passed by and it was already the next day, a Saturday.

(A/N: I actually have no idea what day it is in this story, rip me. I don't even know what day it is IRL. What am I even doing? Not studying that's for sure.)

I stood up before everyone and went to change my clothes.

I put on wine red ripped jeans and a black tank-top, over it I threw a white blouse that I left unbuttoned.

I sat down on a bench and took my phone into my hands. I haven't turned it on after I got kicked out.
I pushed the power button and my phone lit up.
I bet they didn't text or call me...

I got a lot of notifications from all my social media but one notification caught my attention.

Grace. She send me one text, yesterday evening...

I hesitated but I opened it.

Mom:
Hey sweetie... if I'm allowed to call you that. I don't expect any messages back or anything I just wanted to let you know that Fred and I are getting a divorce.
I wanted to let you know since you're still my daughter and you should know what happens even when you don't want to see us anymore...
I love you.

I felt a tear roll down my face.
Divorce?
Is it because of me? Of what happened the day I was kicked out?

Grace... Mom... I love you too...