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one more day before Jungkook gets out of this annoying hospital, I'm tired, our parents are back, no progress with Taehyung
he's a blushing mess every fudging time
before fixing ryujin, I need to find that annoying pikachu that Yuna has mentioned. the blabber mouth of my life
Jungkook
"aren't you jealous?" He asks me again while focusing on the TV, I always sit beside him on the bed since he's fine with it
"why would I?"
he shows me his phone to display a picture of him and that witch together on her house, her annoying parents infront of them. that twit wraps her arms around his with that cute smile, why is she still cute?!
I slap his phone away "Jimin wouldn't give in to her" rolling my eyes I cross my arms and look around the place. I'm getting angry
"Jimin was open with you, why don't you tell him about us?" His hand comes to hold mine assuringly "I already thought of that but I think he's not going to be happy with it, he'll think I don't trust him enough to keep this secret longer"
He nods "you have a point. so you can't just tell him 'babe I'm married, i love you' dahyonie that would be more than wrong. you'll hurt him more" he pursuades while using a defensive tone
"I don't know what I'm doing wrong Kook, I'm just protecting him" I say while rubbing my temples from frustration, I don't know anymore
"you're lying, and that's considered as cheating"
"what do you want me to do?"
"tell him"
"tell me what?" Jungkook's hand retreats from mine as he scoots away from me to lessen his suspicion, he points to both of us "fishy, what did you two talk about, uh?" He says with an innocent smile hurting me more
"oh dahyun said we're engag-" I slam my palm on his mouth to silence him up and give him a threathening look in the eye, I turn to look at Jimin and smile
"he plans on getting engaged with Yuna after all this" I glare at the fetus one last time before running to hug him tightly, resting my head on his chest
"you're lying, and that's considered as cheating"
guilt burned my body making me push him and grab a hold of my chest, he can't know a thing about this, about us, and what's about to happen
I don't want to hurt him
"baby, are you alright?" I turn away from him when my phone vibrates from my pockets, in a rush I answer it
