Again [Jennie x Yoongi]

29 || I'm sorry I lied to you

"What are you doing here?" I asked Yoongi, standing there with a blank face. 

"I, uh. Not much, you know. I'm just hanging with my friends here... Annually..." He answered, but I obviously can see through him. He's lying.

"I thought the bangtan was your only friends-"

"Hey! Who says I don't have other friends than them!" He low-key got offended. I can see why. I just nodded, but that just left us in a 15 second loud and awkward silence, with people around us talking. 

"I'm lying to you right now." He finally admitted it.

"Oh yeah? About the part with friends?" I smiled and teased him.

"No no... About all of it." He sighed and scratched the back of his head, looking around. "I thought you were kind of, uh, cheating on me..." He quickly put his hands down his pockets, looking down at his shoes, sometimes taking a glance of my reaction.

"Wait what?" I tried to progress where he could get that kind of idea... But then it hit me, it must've been back at my apartment, with the text messages my dad sent...

"Yoongi, did you see the text messages? The ones that I got, sent by someone under the name of K.JM?" I asked, my eyes became big. He nodded at my questions.

"It's not like I was stalking you at all! I just wanted to make sure you weren't actually cheating on me..." Yoongi said, giving me questionable eyes. 

I was about to answer him, until I saw Yubi coming towards us. My eyes only concentrated on her and not Yoongi's. 

Great.

Now I have to introduce him to her.

"Oh, and what do we have here?" Yubi said from behind, obviously startling Yoongi, because of her horrendously voice.  My dad and the two little shitheads finally came, surrounding Yubi. 

"Oh!" Something finally hit Yoongi and he suddenly broke his back, bowing down to Yubi and my dad, showing respect. "I'm Yoongi. Min Yoongi." He stretched out his hand, hoping to get a handshake from one of them at least...

"Hello Yoongi, I'm kim Jaemyung." My dad said, taking Yoongi's hand to shake. "It's nice to meet you."

I looked at Yoongi, whom gave my dad an awkward smile. I could see he finally realized what K.JM stood for.  He turned his head back to me, with the same smile he was giving to my dad, widening his eyes. I just smiled at him.

"Why are you so thin and tall?" Yoorae asked, holding hands with Yubi.

"Hey, have you ever heard of genes?" I said, giving laser eyes to Yoorae, signaling not to even talk to Yoongi. 

At. All.

"Well, we were about to have dinner, do you wanna join us?" Yubi asked Yoongi, with a very long neck. 

"Yeah sure, why not!" He gave Yubi a small nice smile, following Yubi and my dad. I was still standing there, knowing that this is gonna be awkward.

***

"So, Yoongi. What do you do in your freetime?" Yubi had a lot of questions, waiting to be asked for Yoongi.

"Uhh, I... Ummm-"

"He plays the piano. And he's really good at it!" I said out loud. I was so sure, that he was gonna say he likes to take a nap, in his freetime.

"Oh really? You must be talented then." My dad said, and I could already feel he had expectations from Yoongi. Yoongi just smiled at my dad and went back to eating his food.

We ate a lot and and our conversations with Yoongi kept going, but they were kind of awkward with him. But Dalpo wasn't really anticipating in the conversations. He just sat there, with his little iPhone 5 and headphones on, bouncing his head up and down, whilst eating. 

"Lee Dalpo! You've been sitting with that phone and headphones all the time, take them off!" Yubi waved to Dalpo to get his attention, and took one of the earbuds off. "What are you even listening to?", Yubi was starting to raise her voice.

"Yubi, lower your voice, honey." My dad said, gesturing for her to calm down.

"Mom, I'm listening to Agust D!" Dalpo said proudly and I choked.

I took a glance at Yoongi and he also glanced at me in shock.

"You what? Give me that!" Yubi snatched his phone to see, and he was right.

"Lee Dalpo! You're not old enough to listen to this kind of music yet! You should listen to music like IU or Twice at least!" Dalpo snatched his phone back. 

"Yubi, he doesn't even understand the lyrics, I'm sure the music won't affect him too much." My dad tried to reassure Yubi.

"What does 'turned on by my tonque technology' mean?" Dalpo asked, and I think Yubi's soul left her body. 

***

Me and Yoongi walked down the beach, near the restaurant. We just finished eating.

"I'm sorry for the chaotic mess back there..." I apologized to Yoongi. It obviously didn't go too well, with the questions Dalpo asked about his lyrics to my dad and Yubi, and also just the weird and uncomfortable conversations they started with him.

"It's fine, at least we survived." 

I stopped up and sat on a bench, he sat too, beside me.

"I'm sorry I lied to you about my dad... Just, don't tell anyone that he's alive..." I said to him, eye to eye.

"Yeah sure, but... Can I ask why?" Yoongi leaned in closer to me, holding my hand.

"I'll tell you. Just, don't tell anyone else, you swear?" I put out my pinky finger and so did he.

"I swear."

I sighed, before telling him the story.

"I... I came home before my mom and my dad. My mom was at work and my dad was also at work. Or so I thought... But when I came home, I find my two dogs barking loudly at the door, running back and forth. I didn't really know what was going on, so I ignored them. I thought they were just barking because I was home... I went to the kitchen, to eat something, but instead I found my dad unconscious, with a needle in his arm..."

I stopped for a while, taking a look at the beach. 

"I'm sorry, that you had to see that..." Yoongi said, leaning more in, and laying his hand on my head, making it rest on his shoulder.

"I mean he survived it, which was good but..." Tears were rolling down my eyes.

"He left us, as soon as he relapsed and right then and there, the 13 year old me, decided that he was dead." I said with a shaking voice. 

Yoongi didn't say anything, he just... He just cuddled with me, making me feel safe and not alone anymore...

"I feel stuffed in this dress..." I said.

"Let's go back to the motel."