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i've never blushed harder in my whole life, and i have a pretty pale complexion, meaning when i blush, oh boy. crimson. jungkook puts his head down, probably embarrassed. how do you think i'd feel?? hUH, jungkook?? uncomfortable, silence falls across the whole. 

"don't be embarrassed, if anything i should be the one embarrassed. i was the one who moaned like i was having the time of my life." i said as i broke the uncomfortable silence. he laughs at what i said, and a small smile forms on my lips. 

"still, i just said that, sorry sana." i blush harder at that. i've gained a new appreciation for my name because of jungkook.

"it's fine." 

"hey sana, can i ask you a question?"

"fire away."

"what were you getting, when you trying to get up, i mean." i've been caught. i was actually trying to tease him, and just make him blush, but now i need an excuse.

"uh, well i was looking for my," diary, "diary, actually."

"oh, you have an diary?"

"yeah, it's cool."

"cool."

"cool."

"cool."

"coo-"

"can we stop this now?" i smile at jungkook. 

"no thanks." he rolls his eyes. i sigh, and he mimics me. we then just sit there, staring at whatever. his phone rings, and he goes to pick it up, while he tries to get up, i notice his strong back muscles, and thighs. fucking god. he answers, and long conversation occurs, me, being the intellectual that i am, hears none of the conversation. it wasn't until jungkook goes back into the pool, that i notice tears forming at the edge of his eyes. oh fuck no. questions go through my head at lightning speed, and i decide on the easiest most-open ended question ever.

"what's wrong?" he hides his face by titling, his beautiful neck exposed to me.

"just tell me." i pressure him.

"it's my mom..." i'm surprised he actually answered, and i decide to juice more answers out of him.

"what happened with you and your mom?" i question him. i feel like a police officer interrogating a criminal.

"she..she's just been more strict about the way i'm living, and just so happened, my girlfriend, or ex-girlfriend told my mom about disobeying, and not going to classes, so she's acting like someone shoved a football up her ass." i almost laugh at the end, hah. i take about 3 seconds to process the information, until i conclude my final answer.

"well, fuck her, and your ex-girlfriend. they don't control your life, so fuck 'em." i answer him simply.

"yeah, but it's not that easy." he continues, making the situation more difficult than it actually is.

"yeah, but it can be that easy." i respond, sharply, i know i'm making him angry, but i'm taking my advice, and saying, fuck him.

"no, it isn't. saying 'fuck off', won't solve anything, they'll just come back. in fact, saying 'fuck off', is saying you're vulnerable, and want people to think you're strong, when in reality you are pretending, sticking to the challenge, is better and more efficient." i've never felt more betrayed in my whole life. weak? me? no, i'm anything but that. he is wrong.

"hey, junk cock, i am not weak. saying 'fuck off' is perfectly fine, and you are being sensitive, this situation could be much more easier! but, you are making it difficult! just leave them, and restart! if you are saying it's such a hellhole, then don't hesitate to leave those fuckers! easy."

"uh huh, thanks for being mature! i've been the good boy my whole fucking life, labeled as someone i never wanted to be! and unlike you, i want to have security! i want to have an assured place to go to sleep, each night! for all i know, your parents give flying shit about you! my parents want the best from me, even though i might hate them, they know how to raise a decent child." you fucking did not.

"do not bring my parents into this, you fucker. you have no fucking idea. you are just so fucking stubborn, and scared to leave your little life behind, will it be your happiness or others? from what, you've told me so far, this is the first day you've defied orders, and your label. and can we stop using the word, label, we are not fucking cans. i pity you, and your sad life, so scared that you would sacrifice your happiness for others satisfaction, and i thought you were smart."

"fine! look, you fucking mistake! i am not a coward! i will prove it to you-"

"see, you need approval from others! that is only what a coward, would want." 

"fuck you, and your entire family tree." i only grin. am i a psychopath for actually liking these fights?

"wow, i think i have fucking fallen in love with you."

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