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Chapter Eleven

It was currently the following morning, and, regularly, what you'd have on your to-do list would be chill and to not give a fuck. So that's what you did, but with another person.

You were scrolling through your phone while Jungkook watched Spongebob episodes on the TV.

"Ugh, another ad?" He whined, throwing his arms backward in annoyance. "Y/N, this is getting boring. Can we do something else?"

Sighing, you knew you had no other option but to comply with his requests. You shut off your phone and faced the bunny boy.

"What do you want to do then?" You questioned, getting a shrug in return. You weren't going to get very far this way. "I have to go to the store for food. That's probably boring for you."

Jungkook tilted his head in curiosity, then vigorously shook his head no. "Not if I'm with you!"

You smiled at his comment before saying, "So you really want to come to a store and look at food you can't eat with me for an hour?"

Jungkook started to slowly regret his decision of agreeing to go with you. It wasn't a total lie, anything with you would be fun, but he didn't want to look at things he couldn't even eat.

You could see the gears shifting in his head as he thought hard and long about signing an hour of his life away.

"I can always get Yoongi to babysit you, y'know. Is that fine?"

Jungkook's PoV

It took a second for me to recollect my memories of this 'Yoongi' guy. He was nice, I guess. After all, he did understand me a little more than Y/N did.

Hesitantly, I nodded my head with a small smile plastered on my face. Her lips curved upward after seeing my response.

"Okay, do you want to go to his house or do you want me to invite him over here?" She asked and, immediately, I knew my answer. It wasn't hard, to be honest.

"Invite him," I answered, leaning toward her to look at her phone a little better. "The house smells good a-and I feel comfortable here..."

Her eyes widened a bit but they slowly narrowed into their original size.

She pressed her phone a few more times before it made a loud beeping sound. The sudden noise scared me a little bit, resulting in me clutching the pillow I was holding tightly.

"Hello?" A voice, Yoongi, said through the phone.

"Sup. So... I need you to babysit Kookie. I'll pay you!" She pleaded for him to do what she requested. Luckily, he relented to her.

"Only if you pay me with a kiss."

Those words... They felt like I was being pummeled in the stomach. Each fist I felt was packed with dynamite.

The way he wrapped himself around her was closer than cling wrap but just as transparent. Though I can practically smell his hormones through the phone, I won't say anything about it. It might ruin their friendship.

The last thing I want to do is hurt Y/N, knowing the cause is from me.

"Nah, just kidding. Pay me double and we got a deal."

Welp. Never mind, then.

"I'll pay double." She agreed, ending the phone call right there.

Even though Yoongi didn't really mean it, her refusing his proposal made the burning heat in me fade away. I'm curious as to what that was.

~

As of right now, Yoongi was sat directly next to me on the couch, flicking through the endless films on TV.

He kept nagging me, asking if I wanted to watch anything specific. I kept saying I didn't care what he'd put on. Something other than movie-watching was on my mind.

They were problems I didn't exactly know how to deal with. Things I didn't ever think about as a bunny. I'm a human now. I'm completely lost on what I should do.

But someone else in this room probably knows their way around.

I shifted my gaze over to Yoongi who didn't seem to catch onto my stare. That was until I called out, "Hey, Yoongi? I have a question."

"What do you want?" He replied, his eyes still grazing the screen of the TV.

I took a moment to gather up my thoughts so I could express them.

Apparently, I took a second too long, causing Yoongi to look over to me, saying, "Are you curious about Y/N?"

He finished my thoughts, almost as if he read me like an open book. Pushing my confusion off to the side, I nodded, wanting to get more information on her.

"How come Y/N is so nice to me?" I questioned, earning a confused Yoongi in return. "Why isn't she scared of me? I don't look like you or her. There's no reason in particular for her to feel any empathy for me."

His face morphed from puzzled to stunned. He obviously didn't expect me to say what I did, but I have no clue why not. It isn't that weird.

"For as long as I've known her, she's been a generally nice person. I guess you wouldn't know that, huh?" He suggested, turning his attention back to the endless columns of movies. "There's no need to worry. She's been nice to you so far, right? That shouldn't change."

How long has he known her for..? I'd assume awhile, considering how strong of a relationship they have with one another.

The partnership between he and I grew greatly. Within two hours, Yoongi and I were crying to the Titanic. I've never realized someone could feel such emotions over pictures on a screen.

"No! He's sinking!" The boy next to me wailed, his voice muffled as he was biting roughly into his blanket. "They both could've fit into the raft, dammit.."

I didn't mind his screaming, as I was messily sobbing as well. Well, I didn't mind until Y/N walked through the door.

I'm sure the sight of watching her ex-bunny and best friend snuggle and cry while watching a romance movie is truly a first.

"Y/N!" I cheered, wrapping my arms and legs around her leg, making her unable to move.

While I was joyful of Y/N's return, Yoongi was still placed in his spot on the couch, silent until he said, "We don't speak of this. I never cried to The Titanic, mkay?"

Raising her hands in defense, she agreed, saying, "Okay, okay. I get it. Chill."