Our Love Story || PJM ✔ (Completed)

20 - Genie Pub

Third's POV

"Lucky you're my friend, Ara. If not, I would have ignored your call." The girl in a ponytail, wearing skinny ripped jeans with crop top chuckled. She chew on some strawberry gums as her eyes darted on the guy beside Ara.

She looked at the guy and to Ara back and forth. Something lingered in her mind as she trailed her eyes down to their fingers and saw shiny silver metal around their ring fingers.

It finally hit her as her eyes grew wide at those rings. "Oh. My. Gosh!" She jerked off the table, standing next to Ara and studied her from head to toe as it landed on Ara's slight baby bump.

"Oh. My. God!!!" She gasped in shock once again, both hands palming her mouth. If only she could wide her eyes more, she would have done so by now. "Yah!! You are married and you are pregnant aren't you??!" She looked at Ara, eyes about to pop out of her socket.

"H-How did--"

"And this guy here is your husband??!!" She pointed directly to Jimin who was standing behind Ara.

"Y-Yeah but--"

"Wait!! Don't tell me..." She eyed Ara, squinting her eyes as she tried reading her. One thing about Ara is that she's damn too easy to read.

"No fucking way." The girl whispered yell on Ara's face. Eyes grew even wider than before followed with another loud gasp as her eyes now turned to Jimin.

"You two make out in my pub and got that little tiny minny human being in there, right?" She pointed to Ara's baby bump.

"And you two were drunk and didn't use any protection so you came here to check for yourself??! Awww... I never knew this drama-like scene is happening right in front of my eyes right now." She jumped, squealing with her hands clapping in excitement.

Meanwhile, Ara and Jimin exchanged weird glances but decided to just let the girl squealed while they looked further into those CCTV footages.

After a while of hitting those rewind, forward, pause and play keys, Ara finally caught something familiar to her eyes.

It was her in a short vibrant red pleated skirt, wearing tight black turtleneck staggered to one of the room where she thought Jiwook would be in there waiting for her.

And not long after she got in, a guy in blonde hair wearing black leather pants, with silver shirt tucked in at the front, drunk, making his way to the exact same room as her earlier.

The room was locked judging from how some people try knocking it out, trying to open the door to have some fun too couldn't get inside.

So far, within those five hours, they didn't come out from the room and Ara fast forward the whole scene until it was morning and Jimin got out first from the room, still drunk a bit as he shook his head to gain back his sense.

"Shit. That was me alright." Jimin palmed his mouth, not believing his eyes. "Lucky I married to you, Ara--"

"This is not the time, Jimin." Ara cut him as she stared at the screen in disbelief.

There was only one thing in her mind at that moment. Where the hell did Jiwook go and why didn't he asked her where she have been to the next day and act all normal like it was really him she was fucking with on that night when it isn't?

Ara clicked the mouse and rewind the footage as she eyed for someone familiar, tall like a model.

"Where are you." She mumbled under her breathe, eyes turned like an eagle, trying to catch him and her eyes finally found the guy she has been searching for.