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chapter 15 | Tell me pretty lies

'YOUR P.O.V'

"Koya," I giggle while shaking his favorite toy above his head, watching him jump up and down to attempt to bite or hit it. I raise the toy higher, then throw it into the grass. I watch as he runs through the yard like a playful puppy to retrieve it.

Once he catches it, he bites into it to keep the noisy toy in his mouth and runs back to me. As soon as he comes up to my level, he gets on two legs and keeps his balance on my calves to give me his item. I take it in a gentle manner and turn to the right to get ready to throw it but pretend to do it, tricking him.

He runs away for only a short distance, then stops to whirl around excitedly, staring at me with an adorable questioning look as if he understood what I just did. I laugh at his reaction and pitch the toy for him to play again.

He's the loveliest puppy ever.

As I was worrying about Jungkook, who left the house a long moment ago, someone rings the doorbell. I don't leave Koya alone as he continues to enjoy the game. When he returns to me, I pick him up and carry him into the house, then place him on the floor.

I leave him here for a minute, checking who's waiting at the front door. At first, I don't open up, recalling what Jungkook told me, how careful I should be from now on. I take a look through the peephole but see someone I didn't expect to be here so soon.

I open the door, still making sure to not do it to the full. "What are you doing here, Jaemin...?" I set my eyes on him with discontent, showing him I am not happy about seeing him anymore.

"Y/n..." he steps closer to me, pushing the door to come in. He closes it behind him without asking and takes me in his arms. Without saying a word, he sobs, his head pressed against mine, leaving me feeling uncomfortable and unsure of how to react. "Jaemin...What's wrong? What are you doing?" my heart races at the thought of Jungkook being in trouble or worse.

No answer leaves him, and he gets down on his knees before me. "Y/n...I know Jungkook told me not to talk about this with you anymore, but...I'm so sorry. This is my fault if all of this is happening to you...I'm so sorry...I should have been more careful, I sincerely apologize..."

"What are you saying?" I frown and step back, finding myself lost. He keeps his head down, his tears hitting the ground. "I shouldn't have gotten drunk on that night. She wouldn't have found the videos...I know I've made a horrible mistake, but I don't know what to do to make it up anymore. I tried everything I could, but it got out of reach since the videos were published."

My life is a mess, and this keeps on getting harder every day.

"What happened at that party?" I ask him to be clear and explain himself. He lifts his head up to look at me, his eyes puffy and red. "I...I got drunk because of a conversation I had with Jungkook that hurt me. I went to that party and just got wasted, but I remember that girl flirting with me...and I just...I didn't stop her. I can barely remember what happened afterwards, but she admitted to using my phone when I was unconscious and stealing the videos."

I nibble on my inner cheek, feeling split between anger and doubt. "What was that conversation about for you to get hurt?"

"He...He was..He used some words that hurt me by text, and I couldn't stand it," he does not tell me more, making it very difficult to believe him. "If it did happen, show me the conversation. I won't trust anyone but Jungkook from now on. I can't."

He stands up and gets his phone out, not acting suspicious. He starts scrolling through his messages to find the evidence, then hands me the phone. "Here, it happened on the same day he got to know about us. The day after I came here drunk."