Social Butterfly + k.th ✔️

perspective

*this chapter is jungkook's pov*

The night has never been this starry before. Smiling ear to ear remembering what just happened, having her beside me again even just for a brief moments made my mood skyrocketed. I know it seemed exaggerated, but I don't care. I threw away my lighter and head to the convenience store to buy some beers for the hyungs.

Hera didn't tell me anything about why she's crying, eventhough I pretended to be oblivious, but I can tell it was because of Taehyung. I swear I will snap his head of he hurts her. Weird isn't it? This threat coming out of my mouth since I wasn't such an ideal boyfriend to her either.

Chances of us getting together was pretty slim, but at least we can be friends again. And where did love relationship stars from? Friendship.

Putting the corona six-pack carrier on the counter while taking my money out, the cashier eyed me weirdly, "Aren't you too young to buy these?"

"I'm 21", I gave her my fake id but she kept giving me looks

"I don't believe you, you seem young", she refused my money as I scoffed at her attempt of not cooperating

I leaned very closely and chanted

"Then what can I do to prove you hm? Should I show you how much of a man I am?" Her ears went red when I said it, biting my lips caused her eyes to vigorously shook. how typical.

"I-uhm-", she bit her lip hard

"I thought you're a chill person, I guess I'm wrong. Such a shame, you're cute though", I smirked and about to leave, but she stopped me

"W-wait! I'm sorry that I questioned your age, here let me scan it for you", she clumsily scanned the beers and handed it to me, her hand purposedly brushed against mine as I gave her the money

"Thanks cutie", I winked flirtatiously as she nodded shyly and wrote something on a piece of paper

"Here, in case you got lonely handsome", she placed it inside my jean pocket while trying to touch my thigh

"Sure thing", I waved the piece of paper as I walked out. When I'm sure she's out of sight, I threw the paper into the trash can

"Piece of cake", I proudly said to myself and walked lightly on the empty street.

The street was eerie at night but it didn't scare me since I can defend myself. Approaching a dark alleyway, I could hear noises coming from the darkness, making me put my guards up and zipped my hoodie.

"Your father was a nuisance and so are you, you worthless piece of shit", I overheard from afar and got to see who's there

It was three large guys beating up a wimp, who's laying on the cold street weakly. They kept beating the shit out of the other guy

Probably some dude that owed them drugs or something, I thought.

"Now give the money your father owed us, punk"

"Go to hell", My eyes went wide at the voice as I snapped my head and got a good look at who's being beaten up

It's Kim Taehyung, V hyung.

Oh no, why is he beaten up? Did Hera knew about this? He looked badly injured though

I fasten my pace and walked away from them, this is not my fight and we're not actually 'bros' anymore.

We're strangers, yeah. I don't care about him and he doesn't care about me. He took Hera from me and I should be thankful someone beat him up, but why do I feel this pathetic sympathy?