The Definition Of Forever (Inked Hearts 1)

Fifty-one

Diana first person pov:

It's very late when Jimin and I get back to the boy's dorm. I tried to tell him that I should go home but he insisted that I come in at least just for a little bit. Most of the boys are in there own rooms except for Jin Oppa and Kate, who are in the kitchen making bread and are covered in flour, smiling and laughing at each other like felines.

"Do you want to watch something?" Jimin asks me, shaking his head at his Hyung and soulmate.

"Actually I need to talk to Jungkook," I say biting the inside of my cheek. "Do you know where he is?"

"Probably in his room." I start to leave but Jimin calls me back, "Noona, thank you for tonight."

"Any time," I say and give him a hug before going upstairs in search of Jungkook. But when I get to his room, I find it empty. I'm about to text him when I hear talking in the room next door. I can't make out who's talking but I can hear some of what's being said:

"You should just - er- how you feel."

"But I don't - how I feel. What if I just - things worse?"

"She's - good person, - talk to her."

Not wanting to hear any more of this conversation, which is clearly private, I knock on the door. The voices immediately stop talking and footsteps march to the door, revealing Jungkook and Yoongi Oppa, both looking quite stunned and slightly sweaty.

"Uhh... If this is a bad time I can stop by later," I say, my eyes moving back and forth from their faces.

"No, this is fine. Is there something you needed?" Yoongi asks, getting up from his swivel chair.

"Well, actually I was looking for you," I say to Jungkook.

"Oh?" he asks and I nod. "Let's go to my room." He says and we leave Yoongi staring after us.

"What is it?" He asks plopping down on his bed.

"It's nothing really, but you mentioned that you were having trouble getting your hands on the next books, so I asked my cousins, and here," I say and pull the two books out of my bag and hand them over.

"Oh, thanks."

"Sure. Just be careful with them."

"Right. I won't let Namjoon Hyung anywhere near them." He says with utmost seriousness and I chuckle.

"So how was your date?" He asks, his voice taking on a more intense tone, and his eyebrows lower.

I feel a sharp pang in my chest and suddenly I feel the urge to wrap my arms around him in a close hug. But I brush it off and reply. "We had a nice time."

He mindlessly nods and I feel shy sharp sting again. Without thinking clearly, I immediately add in "he's a good friend!"

At this, his eyes shoot up to mine with a certain glow in them. They make his whole face light up with a relieved smile.

I feel my cheeks getting warmer and suddenly I want to move the conversation far far from here.

"So who's the girl?" I ask nodding back to Yoongi Oppa's room. The effect my words have is almost movie-like. His face drains of color, and I can see his eyes dilate with fear.

"Huh?" his voice is so small, it's more of a squeak than a word.

"Who's the girl that Yoongi Oppa likes?" I say and something like confusion mixes in his eyes.

"What?" he squeaks out again.

"Sorry, I overheard you and Yoongi Oppa talking about some girl he likes," I say and lean against his desk.