Desire | jjk. *ON HOLD*

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It's been a very tiring week, to be honest. Lots of homework, work and exams that I had for the whole week. But, to my luck, the weekend was coming and I finally take a breath. I'll finally see Jungkook, who's been sending me apologies over messages, and even though I already said that I had forgiven him, he still felt guilty for what happened.

I told him over and over that it wasn't his fault, that I understood that it was something really hard to talk about and to process, and that we would talk about it when he was ready.

In a certain form I understood him. I know how hard it is to lose someone, and I also knew that if I were to ever lose Jungkook, I don't know what I would do. Deep inside, however, I was a bit jealous. It was a tiny pinch on jealousy that appeared in my chest once in a while. I wanted to know who she was, and why Jungkook kept thinking about it.

He's supposed to be in love with me? Was he still in love with his dead ex girlfriend who didn't let him move on with his life?

"Honey!" My father yells from the kitchen. "Are you staying for dinner?"

I put my clothes in my backpack quickly and I close it, putting it over my shoulder and leaving my room. I walk downstairs and my father smiles at me. He's standing next to a pot on the stove, and he signals towards it cheerfully.

"You've been going out a lot, honey." He says with a bit of sadness. "I wanted to spend some time with you."

I bite my lip.

"Oh, dad, I'm sorry... it's just that-"

He makes a gesture with his hand trying to look unworried.

"You're a teenager, I know, so was I at some point."

I shake my head.

"The next weekend that comes up we can do whatever you want."

He nods.

"Yeah... it's okay."

He takes the pot on the stove and places it on the wooden table. I sigh and I walk towards him to hug him. I feel so guilty. Not only because I'm leaving him behind, but for lying about absolutely everything. Next weekend, I'm going to clear things up with him.

"I love you." I say against his chest.

I hear him laugh.

"So do I, Areum."

I smile at him and walk out of the kitchen, feeling really guilty. I try to forget about it once I start walking two blocks to get downtown, where Jungkook is waiting for me.

The lights and the people begin to multiply. I was looking everywhere for Jungkook, who wasn't anywhere to be found. I stop near a light post and I take out my phone.

"Hey."

I look up and see Yoongi. I smile at him a bit cautiously. He gets closer to me and leans his body on the light post with a relaxed attitude.

"The schedule changed, they're fighting." He says looking around. "Jungkook told me to come pick you up."

I sigh. I'm always going to be some type of package that has to be sent from one place to another.

"Thank you." I respond. "You're like my new babysitter."

He shrugs his shoulders and makes a gesture with his head, signaling for us to start walking. He has his hands in his pockets and he doesn't even look at me. The few minutes of silence makes me uncomfortable, until he finally decides to talk.

"I haven't told anyone." He lets out to my surprise.

I frown.

"About what?"

Yoongi looks at me and raises his eyebrows.

"About the kiss."

I knew what he was talking about, but I didn't want to remember it. I nod and I don't look at him, trying to avoid eye contact as much as possible. However, his eyes are on me, watching my movements.

"Jungkook will kill me if he finds out, so I'm not thinking about saying anything anytime soon."

I dare to look at him, and I find his eyes. He smiles, although he doesn't say anything else. We just walk in silence to his car, and when we get in, he turns on the music. I suppose that a subtle way of telling me he doesn't want to talk.

We ride through the streets in silence, hearing a type of cheap pop music.

We arrive at the place pretty quickly.

It's the bar we always go to, and we pass by the entrance without any problems. Once we start to pass by the tons of people next to the ring, Yoongi grabs my hand so that we can pass by a bit easier.

He knows where we have to go, I, not so much. In a certain form I feel like if being with him is wrong. I remember that talk we had in the car, and having not told Jungkook kind of made me feel weird. I don't want to repeat the story I had with Taehyung, much less when I don't have any feelings for Yoongi.

We walk up the stairs and go into the room where the locker rooms are at. When Yoongi opens a door, Jungkook appears instantly, and Yoongi lets go of my hand. The tattooed one doesn't seem to notice; he's too concentrated on wrapping his hands with the tape.

"Here she is, safe and sound." Yoongi says with a low tone of voice.

Jungkook nods.

"Good, leave."

Yoongi nods and he smiles at me before walking out through the door. I didn't like Jungkook's behavior towards him, and I frown. He seems to notice that because he gets closer to me and wraps his arms around my body.

"He works for me." He mumbles, giving me a kiss on the nose. "I'm like his boss, he has to show respect."

I nod.

"You could've thanked him, that's all."

He nods and kisses my lips. When we separate, I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him again. This time more needy, and he responds perfectly.

"If I had time, I would take you right here over this table." He mumbled against my lips.

His words take me by surprise and I smile against his lips. However, someone knocks on the door. Two seconds later, a person enters.

We both turn our head and Jimin looks at us with elevated eyebrows.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but it's time to work." He laughs.

Jungkook nods.

"I'll be down in a second."

The door closes and he looks at me again. He kisses me again and then looks at me. Instantly, the heat in the room decreases.

"After this, how about we get something to eat." He says smiling. "How does that sound?"

I nod.

"I would like that."

I can hear the sounds of the people getting louder, and he tenses. He walks a bit around the room, doing small jumps trying to relax himself.

"You'll win." I reassure him with a smile. "You're the best."

He smiles again and then walks to the door. He walks down the stairs and towards a small door. He opens it, and then turns around to look at me before going into the darkness.

I walk through the large amounts of people and look for Hyerin. I don't see one blond girl anywhere and I get frustrated. The people are pushing and they won't care who's around. I finally see her turned away towards the bar, and I walk towards her.

I touch her shoulder, and when she turns around, I hold in my breath for a few seconds. A smile spreads across her face and I make a gesture. My eyes can't believe what they see, and I feel some tension in my chest.

Amy.