A/N: Sorry guys. I've been sick the whole day and couldn't leave the bed. I wanted to post this last night too, but I felt terrible. A little late, but I hope you'll enjoy it!
Jungkook
I shift uncomfortably from one leg to another as the jacket screams on my chest to toss it away. I loathe these damn events where we need to be dressed formally, wrapping ourselves like gift boxes.
So fucking useless.
I can't wait to come back home and get rid of all these clothes. No, correction. I can't wait to come back home and let Faye get rid of all these clothes. I am not good with romantic stuff. It has never been my strong point, but I am confident she will be in seventh heaven once she sees what I prepared for her.
Just a few more hours. All I need to do is enjoy the party, try to breathe in this tight suit, and I'm free.
"With or without a tie?" Yoongi enters my studio, holding a hideous tie in his hand.
"Since when do you care about that?" I question him, trying to understand if he's serious or not.
"Fuck, you're right." he throws it on my couch, admiring himself in the mirror, "Damn, I look good."
"Always, hyung. I can be your date tonight if you don't have one."
"Speaking of which," he turns around to face me, "I was thinking maybe you can be chaperoning Jessi tonight."
I bury my head in my hands, hoping he won't ask me that.
"Hyung, you know I can't do that anymore."
"Is it because of your new sexcapade?" he levels me with his eyes.
"She's not a sexcapade," I muffle my words out, "I have feelings for her."
He stares at me without saying anything. This conversation has now hit an all-time high in awkwardness. Not only that I don't talk about my feelings, but it's weird to talk about my feelings for Faye with him before I do with her.
Yoongi knows me as well as the back of his hand, and I expect him not to ask further questions and understand me when I say it's serious. Mostly because I never said it about anyone else.
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