Kiss and Make Up

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a/n: ew stop don't @ me with the title i couldn't think of anything better D":
this chapter is so jumbled and messy im sorry


"I really need to talk to you."

Jisoo blinked, staring in mock confusion at Jin.

"I—uh...what is it?"

He sighed. "Don't act like you don't feel it either!"

"F-Feel what?"

"That we're drifting apart? Jisoo, don't lie to me. I know that's exactly the reason you haven't been straightforward!"

Jisoo was silent, but part of her felt strangely at ease. Was she happy that they were fighting? Was she seriously being sadistic like that?

At least he was upfront about it.

"C-Can you at least say something please?"

"Sorry." Jisoo sighed. "I've felt like this ever since you introduced me to your college friends. I-I swear, I'm not being jealous...but this, it doesn't feel the same anymore. I should've said something earlier, I'm sorry."

Jin lowered his eyes.

"Jisoo are you saying—"

"No!" Jisoo let out an exhale. "No! Of course not."

She watched his tense shoulders relax.

"Give me a second chance, Jisoo. I promise I won't make you feel like this again."

She bit her lip, resting her head against his chest.

A lot of words carried through with this action. They hadn't said much to each other through the conversation, but his face, his eyes, everyone about it spoke far more of a distance than he managed to utter to Jisoo.

She felt better, but why didn't Jin?

I've got my eyes on you Seokjin, no more lying...
💋A

🌟

Hoseok sighed.

(a/n: YEHET THATS RIGHT HOSEOKS POV IS FINALLY HERE)

Fifth time watching the stupid movie of 'Love, Avery' the beautiful story of a French girl falling in love with an older Chinese man.

What were they even trying to imply with this? Be straight?

It's the only way?

This place was a goddamn prison, Hoseok didn't know how anyone sitting in here was managing. Dark rooms, hardly any light, small rooms.

If they answered that they liked females, they were allowed to eat.

If not, they had to do more chores. Meaning, they hauled these heavy mill bags back and forth as a sign of drilling and discipline.

How much longer would he be here?

"I hate this movie. I hate Avery for marrying Clyde." The man next to him gritted. "I hate Clyde for looking so hot all the time. It's not fucking realistic. What if you like someone who's scrawny and short? Why do they have to be y'all and muscular?"

Hoseok looked away.

He missed Yoongi. Too much.

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