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"So how are things going in the world of y/n and Jungkook?" Bela asks, peeking over at me.

"Great. Really great." A smile grows on my face and Bela chuckles.

"Seems like its more than great, come one spill." She playfully hits my arm before returning her attention to the rack of clothes in front of her.

"I don't know what there is to tell. He is just an amazing guy and I'm lucky enough to be with him." Bela rolls her eyes, refusing to believe that's all that was happening.

"Oh come on. That's it! That's all your gonna say?" I grab a shirt and place it in between the two of us.

"What about this?" I ask and I hear her groan from the other side.

"It looks great you should get it. Now come on, there has to be something." Bela continues to press, joining me on my side of the rack.

"Well.." I begin, biting my lip nervously. Her eyes go wide and she grabs my shoulders.

"Are you pregnant?" She asks, her face serious. My eyes go wide and I shove her hands off my shoulders.

"No! Oh god, we've only been together for three months!" I yelp, trying to keep my voice down.

"Well, what else could it be?" She asks. She begins to think, I can tell because she raises a hand to her forehead and grabs my arm. She pulls me around the store in silence, shushing me every time I speak.

"Got it!" She turns around, dropping my arm. "Oh, I got it!"

"Well come on, spit it out," I say crossing my arms, slightly annoyed. She draws closer and whispers so that just the two of us can hear.

"Do you love him?" My eyes go wide and I can feel my face heat up.

"N-no." I stammer, worsening my case.

"You do! You look like a tomato right now." Bela stands in front of me, her arms crossed. "I can read you like a book. You should just tell me now."

"Okay, maybe I do," I mutter and Bela leans forward, holding a hand to her ear.

"Sorry I couldn't hear you." I sigh before speaking up louder, in a normal voice.

"Maybe I do," I say again and she moves closer.

"Sorry, now I can't understand you." I groan and purse my lips.

"I love Jungkook. There are you happy." I say giving into the pressure, letting Bela win.

"Very." She smiles smugly at me.

"I hate you so much," I mutter.

"I love you too y/n," Bela replies, turning her attention to a pair of pants next to her.





"Just think about it. One day it could be you and Jungkook getting married. Like me and Taehyung now." Bela takes a sip from her drink.

"I still can't believe you to are getting married. Man, I owe Jimin like a hundred dollars now." I say, trying to distract her from Jungkook and me.

"Wait did you guys take bets?" Bela's eyes grow wide and I nod, biting the straw in between my teeth.

"Yeah, I bet it would take two years. I mean it took several years for Taehyung to get the courage to meet Jungkook in person! How were we to know that he carried a ring on him." Bela sighs and takes a long sip. I do the same, enjoying the perfect blend of flavors.

"Why are you guys like this?" I shrug.

"Cause it's fun," I say. "And I was thinking I could win a few bucks."

"Well, I'm not one to judge. I may or may have taken bets with Jimin on when you would move in with Jungkook." Bela says, setting her cup back on the table.

"How much?" I ask, narrowing my eyes.

"Two hundred dollars that you guys would move in after a year, Jimin said six months." I raise an eyebrow.

"What if I could make that possible?" I begin to propose, leaning back in my seat.

"I'm listening." Bela leans forward, resting her head on her hands.

"For half the money, I will make sure Jungkook and I move in together after a year." Bela nods slowly, then sticks out her hand.

"You have yourself a deal." We shake hands and return to our drinks. We finish them quickly and toss them, throwing them in a nearby garbage bin.

"Anywhere else you needed to go?" I ask, looking around the mall.

"Yeah, I want to see if the jewelry store has something for my mother." I nod and we both hop on the escalator to the bottom floor.





"May I help you?" A salesman says, bringing my attention.

"Oh no sorry. I'm just waiting for my friend to finish." The salesman nods understandings. I look back down at the case, glancing at the piece that caught my eye. The salesman sees my interest.

"That's a new one, from the 'Euphoria' collection. Would you like to see it?" I look at the piece and nod. When the salesman brings it out I nod.

"That is beautiful, how much is it." The salesman tells me the price and I nod again. We begin to talk and by the time Bela has returned to my side, a new bag in her hands. I myself have a matching bag.

"What did you get?" Bala asks, noticing the bag.

"I'll tell you later." She nods and we both exit the store.

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