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CHAPTER 18

Jungkook

The night out with the 97 liners finally ended. No one is drunk. Just full from too much Boba.

"Hey, Chae. Do you want a ride?" I nudged Chaeyoung when we're all standing outside the café.

The others were waiting for their ride but Rosé looks empty through out the whole night.

"I'm fine. Manager is picking me up." Rosé said.

I nodded, "Okay... Um, noona?"

She turned to me, "What?"

"Did you and Jimin hyung fought again?" I asked out of plain curiosity.

Rosé scoffed, "Am I that obvious?"

Yeah, you were. You were totally quiet and eating slowly in the corner for the whole night. That's very unlikely of you., my subconsciousness wanted to tell her.

"No. I just noticed you were a little quiet today." I lied.

"Well you can just ask your hyung and when you do, tell him to shave his head bald." Rosé spat.

I almost snorted but held it in, "Why? What did he do?"

"I told him to keep the peach hair but he didn't listen and dyed his hair back to black! We haven't taken a picture together with his peach hair yet and he already got rid of it! What kind of shit is that?! What kind of boyfriend does that?!" Rosé stomped her feet.

I looked at her in disbelief, "So you fought... because of his hair?"

"It's not just hair, Kook. It's peach. PEACH! Peaches are what I simp for and also my favorite color! But that bitch just dyed it back to black before I could even take a picture of us together or smell it or touch it or eat it." Rosé ranted.

Eat what? Rosé noona eats hair?

I forced a smile at her, "Oh look, it's getting late. I better get going now, noona. Jin hyung will prolly let me sleep outside if I talk to you any longer." I lied.

How did Jimin handled her?!

I didn't wait for her response and immediately ran back to my car. I hopped inside and buckled my seatbelt.

I was about to start my engine when I remembered Bambam.

He hasn't come out of the comfort room since earlier. Also, Mingyu. What are they doing in the cr that long?

Don't tell me...

I was about to burst into laughter but shook my head to erase that kind of thought in my mind.

I rummaged through my pocket and got my phone out. I went to my contacts and dialed Bambam's number.

I still have to thank the sponsor for tonight's night out.

Double B 💩
ringing...

"Why aren't you answering, dumbass?" I put my phone back in my pocket and decided to go back to the café.