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Chapter 17

"I can't believe after everything I've done-"

"Yoongi. All I'm asking you is what you think of me as a person," you said, slumping back into your chair. The blonde man sitting in front, groaned.

"These questions are so difficult, why the hell are you asking me?" Yoongi asked.

"Because Mr. Min Yoongi, I've been invited to a party with top piano masters, and even though I can't play, they've somehow heard about me, and I need to submit a paragraph about my personality, and you're the most honest," you said.

You don't know how you got invited. The past weeks, you slumped around, hanging out with Hoseok every day (which you didn't complain about), as well as the others sometimes (which you did complain about).

"You? A party?" Yoongi asked.

"Oh my god, shut up, I met Hoseok at a party, I have some class. Plus it's a classy party, and that's where I fit in," you said, slightly pushing Yoongi's shoulder.

"Whatever. Are you taking Hoseok as your plus one?" Yoongi asked, flipping through the invitation you showed him.

"Of course I am?" you asked. Yoongi rolled his eyes.

"Whatever, when's the party?" Yoongi asked, setting the invitation down on your table.

"Tonight, that's why all you need to do is- ANSWER THE GOD DAMN QUESTION," you hollered.

"Geez! Can I say a crazy and scary human being?" Yoongi asked.

"I'm so done with this. I'm never inviting you here for food-"

"Fucking give me the computer," Yoongi said.

•••

You tucked your feet into navy-blue heels. You stood in front of the mirror, waiting for your boyfriend. You wore a long, navy blue colored dress with a simple diamond necklace he had surprised for you the day you came back from the hospital.

"Hoseok! I love it!" you chanted out of pure joy.

"He always has to one up us," Jimin muttered.

"He won't one up us, that's for sure," Soyeon stated, looking at the girls. The girls giggled at them and nodded in agreement with Soyeon's statement.

"Correction. Everyone always has to one up us. Hoseok and the girls make us feel bad," Jimin muttered again. You smiled with your friends.

"Jimin, I really like the ramen cooker, I can use it everyday. In fact, it might be even better than the necklace," you stated in a full grin.

"What!?" Hoseok yelled. You kept a stupid grin on your face as the other males were hyping each other up.

"Sorry Hoseok," you said, with a straight face. "Food is superior then men."

You smiled at the flashback, and headed downstairs. Fixing your hair that was just straightened, and last minute checking on makeup, the door opened, and Hoseok stood there.

"Ready?" he asked, coming inside, closing the door.

"As ready as I could be. I'm about to go meet Japanese masters in piano as well as other masters. It's always been my dream to train with them," you said, putting on expensive, diamond earrings.

"And leave me?" Hoseok asked, wrapping his arms around you.

"It's not my dream anymore, because you're my life. My job here is my everything. Of course I'd love to be offered, but I don't have the qualifications to train with them," you said.