House of Cards

3

"Leah?" Shreya was beyond confused.

"What's up, chungalitis?" She asked, before sitting down on the foot of Jimin's bed.

"Um, when were you going to tell me you had a boyfriend?" Shreya narrowed her eyes. It was her turn to be the overprotective best friend.

"Chill out, chungus. We met, like, a week and a half ago. I didn't tell you because the staff isn't supposed to date the patients."

Shreya rolled her eyes. "We're volunteers, springis. We're barely part of the staff." Leah shrugged and leaned back to sit closer to her apparent boyfriend.

"Oh, I almost forgot," Jimin said, "I got you some coffee." He grabbed the drink out of Jungkook's hand and handed it to Leah. Shreya watched in disbelief.

"You mean I got you some coffee," Jungkook muttered, annoyed. Leah shot him a glare.

"Did you know about this?" Shreya asked him.

"What? No! He told me he had a girlfriend, but I thought he was just being stupid because of the pain meds. And I definitely didn't know it was this-" Leah gave him a warning look before he finished his sentence. "This... very lovely friend of yours." Leah nodded and sat back calmly.

"How old are you?" Shreya sprung into questioning mode, doing to Jimin what Leah would do to every guy that had shown interest in Shreya.

"Woah, ok. I'll be eighteen next week," he told her. Shreya sighed. Leah had an unfortunate history of showing interest in older guys. She was only sixteen, and had been for just a few months. Shreya gave her an annoyed look, to which she just shrugged.

"Do you have a criminal record? How tall are you? What's your IQ? Do you like the color gray?" Shreya continued with her frantic questions.

"Shrey, calm down," Leah put her hands up. "This is a good thing. Now we can go on double dates," she said cheerfully.

She's right, Shreya told herself, and looked over at Jungkook, who was smiling at her. This is a good thing, and no matter how this goes, it won't be a repeat of last time.