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020 | I Like You, Pranpriya

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March 30th, 2017.

The day that I brought Taehyung oppa to our dorm, and introduced him as my boyfriend. Yes, my boyfriend.

The girls took it rather fine, but I was still worried for Jennie unnie, but she seemed okay.

At least she seemed to be.

I can also feel that Tae oppa was rather uncomfortable as I introduced him, maybe because he found the girls intimidating at first. Well, I don't know.

After the girls, he called all the boys to gather up in his dorm. But this certain person made me feel angry somehow. Jeon Jungkook.

He entered the room, and I felt my blood boil at the sight of him. Jungkook and I made eye contact, and I saw how his eyes softened.

What now, Jeon?

"H-hi . . ." he greeted me.

All of their eyes started to dart towards us, and I felt how Taehyung oppa held my hand for reassurance. I glanced at oppa, a soft smile evident on my lips. I didn't bother to notice Jungkook, and ignored his greeting.

However, I can feel Jungkook's eyes on us. On our hands, to be specific. The boys seemed to be puzzled as well. Namjoon oppa made Jungkook sit down besides him, wrapping an arm around his shoulder.

"Everyone, I have something to announce," Taehyung oppa started off, and I squeezed his hand, feeling a bit nervous. "Lisa and I are dating now, please acknowledge our relationship and look after us."

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"Priya--"

I halted walking when someone suddenly grabbed my hand. I turned my head, astounded to find Jungkook talking to me. What now?

"You can't be serious. Tell me that it's just an act. You're not dating Tae-hyung, right?"

He almost sounded desperate, and it bothered me. Why does it seem like he's the victim here? He left me in midair, and I gave him a chance. A chance to stay with him through thick and thin.

I can't stay with you, Jungkook. This won't do.

"Do you think I'm that kind of person?" I muttered. "Jungkook, Tae oppa and I are serious. We're dating."

"That's not true," he mumbled.

"Did you expect me to continue staying with you after everything? You basically ghosted me and left me in midair."

"Yes," he sternly said. "I did expect you to stay. I expected you to trust me, at least--"

"How can I?" I grouched at him. "You didn't even give me any forewarning or whatsoever. You just left. And now that I'm starting to be happy again, now that I'm starting to rebuild myself--"

"No. No way." His eyes started to fill up with tears. What the hell, Jungkook? Why are you acting like that? "Dammit, I didn't sacrifice that much for this."

My forehead creased, fully turning my body towards him. I looked around, just to make sure that no one will see us.

"Sacrifice? What exactly did you sacrifice?"

"Does your CEO know about you and Tae-hyung?" he immediately asked me.

I shook my head, though I was guilty of not telling Papa YG, I wanted to fight for what I felt. I like Taehyung oppa, and nothing would stop me this time.

"Lisa . . . don't do this. Please."

"I pleaded you to come, but did you hear me out?"

He was silenced, and earned a smirk from me. He seemed confused, as if what I was saying was unfamiliar to him.

"You . . . don't know me, huh?" he mumbled.

"I guess I don't." I gulped, my lips started quivering afterwards. "At least, not anymore."

"Lisa, can't you stay with me? Please, Lisa. Just wait a bit more, doll. I'll fix this. I'll fix us."

"I don't know what you're talking about, but no. I'm not--"

"I like you, Pranpriya," Jungkook sternly said, catching me off-guard. He looked at me, his eyes full of determination. "I'm sorry if I was such a coward, but I tried not to be. I didn't go through all of that just for things to spin this way."

"I'm dating your hyung, what the hell--"

He sighed, cutting me off. He bit his bottom lip, grabbing onto my hand tighter.

"Give me another chance, Priya. You won't regret a thing. I can assure you that."

"You're four days too late," I told him, removing his hand from mine. "Please forget about me, Jungkook. I like Taehyung oppa, and I'm pretty sure I won't change my mind."

"Sorry, I forgot my phone--did I miss anything?" Taehyung oppa scooted in the scene, quickly running besides me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

He looked at Jungkook, and Jungkook surprisingly didn't make it obvious that he was wiping his unshed tears.

"You okay, Kookie?" Taehyung oppa asked him.

Jungkook glared at Taehyung oppa, and I couldn't help but grit my teeth. Gosh, he's always like that. Don't tell me he's blaming him for all of this.

"Just what do you think you're doing, hyung?" Jungkook asked him. "We have to talk."

Taehyung oppa gave me a reassuring smile, I nodded in response. I turned around, planting a soft kiss on oppa's cheek, which obviously caught Jungkook of guard. I walked away, but I overheard the start of their conversation.

"Thought we made everything clear?" Jungkook asked him. "You told me that you like--"

"Change of plans," Taehyung sternly told him. "Stay out of this, Kook. I'll try . . . for her."

"Break her heart once, just fucking once and I won't have any second thoughts," Jungkook warned him.

"I won't break her heart, Jungkook."

"Let's see." Jungkook sarcastically laughed. "I'm warning you, hyung. I can be the meanest. Don't provoke me."

Taehyung oppa paused for a moment, sighing deeply before he could continue. "I . . . I'm sorry."

"It's funny how regrets come in last. Don't play with her, you know what I've been through just for her," Jungkook grumbled.

I closed my eyes, hoping that I heard that all wrong. What were they talking about? It hurts to become curious.