Y/N's POV
I made sure to always stand or sit next to someone, except if it's Jungkook. We were celebrating Jimin's birthday on one of the tea shops he owned. It was closed for today as we were using it for his birthday. "You're so funny Y/N," Taehyung could not stop laughing as we sat on an empty table, not too far from the rest. But far enough from Jungkook's presence.
"I admit it Taehyung. I get nervous when see him," I looked at my hand clasped on the table in front of me. My hands entwined tighter. "Chill Y/N," Taehyung patted my shoulder. "Did you see how he looked awhile ago?" A mischievous smile formed on his lips. "No," I shook my head. "Man, he looked so jealous," he could not contain his laughter. He even slapped his thigh then hugged his stomach. "So, why did you take me with you?" He asked as his eyes met mine. I blankly stared at him and said, "I don't know."
"Y/N, Jungkook looked like he was about to rip my throat," he dramatically motioned with his hands. "Stop it, I don't want to talk about him. Or even see him," my voice trailed off as I stared on an empty space. "Why Y/N?" Taehyung asked as he looked at me straight into the eyes. "Maybe because I still can't forget about how he chose that girl over me," I confessed.
"But you still like him, right?" He spoke as he stared on the lamp above us, enough to give light on the table we were occupying. "Yeah," I nodded my head. "Then, why are you running away?" He asked again. "Maybe I'm scared," I admitted. "Scared of what Y/N?"
"I'm scared of being hurt again," I lowered my head and at the same time a tear slipped my eye. "I'm not sure if I could still trust him," I added.
"I get you Y/N. In the end, it will still be your decision." He nodded slowly while his eyes travelled back to me. He looked worried and sad.
Jungkook's POV
My eyes never left Y/N and Taehyung who were chatting and sitting comfortably across me. I could not hear the words they were saying but I could feel how serious and fully engaged they were to their conversation. "Don't worry, Taehyung won't harm Y/N." Seokjin spoke as he took the seat opposite of me.
"I'm so sure about that," I gritted my teeth. "Then, why do you look so mad?" Jimin asked as he handed me a glass of wine. "Because I know Taehyung likes Y/N."
"We all know," Hoseok said taking the seat beside me. "What?!" I turned around to face the rest of the guys who were surrounding me. "Taehyung even asked her out several times. But your girl truly loves you," Jimin spoke as he sat beside Seokjin. "What did you say?!" I was getting furious.
"Calm down Jungkook," Seokjin gently tapped my shoulder as he stood up from where he was sitting. He walked away to get another glass of wine. "How can I calm down when they are together? And you all saying that Taehyung likes her," I said trying to keep my voice low.
"First of all, you left Y/N," this time Yoongi chimed in. He was standing in front of me with his arms crossed in front of him. Then continued, "after that you told us that you were so sure of Ari." He took another step towards me. "The next thing we knew, you were getting a divorce. Now you wanted Y/N back. Have you ever thought what of she's going to feel?"
I was taken aback, "No." I slowly shook my head. Yoongi's words hit me.
"You know, Y/N has become a precious friend of ours," Namjoon spoke as he walked towards my direction. Then continued, "I know you've introduced her to us. But we've become close like siblings. What you did to her before was wrong. So, you better think before you act now that you want her back."
I lowered my head and thought of all the things they said. They were all right. "So, what do I do now?"
"How did you win her heart before?" Jimin asked as he laid his back comfortably from where he was sitting.
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That Should Be Me (Jeon Jungkook x Reader)
Fiksi PenggemarHello There Beautiful Reader, Thanks for dropping by! :) This is purely based on the writer's (oh, that's me!) imagination. PLEASE DON'T COPY, PASTE, AND RE-UPLOAD. Let's respect each other's INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY. By the way, English is not my firs...