WRITTEN IN THE STARS

THIRTY SIX

December 3

[ Molly POV ]

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Jumping in Taehyung's arms, I wrap my arms and legs around him while he twirls me in the air. Breathing in his familiar expensive cologne, I bury my head in his neck.

"Welcome back, gorgeous." Taehyung chuckled against my ear before putting me back down.

A smiling Hoseokie approaches me, opening his arms wide to pull me into his embrace. "Hey, honey."

"I missed you." I squeeze his waist, chuckling when he placed a soft kiss on my head.

"Let my daughter go, you peasant." Jin shouts, pulling Hoseokie away from me.

I laugh when he replaces Hoseok with himself, burying his head in my neck, rocking me side to side.

"Hi." I laugh, brushing my fingers through his hair. Looking up at Taehyung who laughs.

"Have you been eating well?" Jin asks me, pulling away from me.

"Of course." I smile.

"You look thin." He frowns.

"I've been working out and eating well." I smile.

Hoseokie wraps his arms around Jin, pulling him away from me. "Come on, people are staring and taking pictures." Hoseokie says.

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December 4

The TV screen flashes in colors of white, yellows, and reds as the sound of gunfire and bombs fill the room.

Senselessly pressing the game control buttons, my eyes scan the tv as I try to focus on my avatar running around the battle field as it fires at the opposing team.

"Not there!" Jungkook shouts, nudging my arm.

"Sorry." I laugh, trying to follow along with the games objective.

My avatar moves only to be fired at and killed by the opposing team. My game control vibrates in my hand, announcing my death. The screen goes black and the words 'game over' float on the screen.

"At least you last longer than Jin-hyung." Jungkook chuckles, taking the game control away from my hands. "I normally play alone when I'm in the hotel room." 

The boys had to attend some end of the year event, so we were currently staying at a five star hotel. Since Jungkook was the only member awake or not busy, I crashed his room and we started playing video games. Appenrently, I suck.

I laugh, criss-crossing my legs on his bed. After turning the game console off and storing everything away, he falls on his bed, sitting directing in front of me.

There was a moment of silence where he stared in my eyes with his head tilted to the side. His pensive eyes searched beyond the surface, searching for unasked answers.

I just smiled, waiting for him to ask whatever was bothering him.

"How have you been?" He asked, his voice soft and soothing with concern.

I smile at him, my heart melting with his genuine concern for me. It had been a while since someone asked how I've been. People normally ask out of courtesy, but not Jungkook. He truly wanted to know.

"Good, actually." I nod, fiddling with my fingers as I subconsciously bite my lip. "Uh, actually. After you guys left, I tried avoiding everyone and kind of spend some me time."

He nods understandingly, waiting for me to continue.

"It was really hard. I felt like I didn't know who I was. I felt like everything I had done was wrong." I explain, fiddling with my fingers. He notices and holds my hand, lacing his fingers with mine. "I never really noticed, but I've been trying to please everyone before doing what's right for me. My management wants me to do this, so I do it. My parents think it's wrong to act like this or dress like this, but the media says it's what in. On top of that, I've been stuck on something that's that's just not meant to be." I purse my lips, trying to force a smile.

"You mean Jimin?" Jungkook asks. I nod softly.

"During that time, I thought a lot about the kind of person I've turned into after we broke up. Instead of moving on, I've been trying to fill in that void in my heart with meaningless sex. Which I'm not complaing about." I laugh softly and Jungkook's cheeks blush. "But I'm doing it for the wrong reasons. It's great and all, but not when I'm still stuck on Jimin. I'm so stupid."

"No. You're not." Jungkook shakes his head. "He's the one-"

"I can't force something that's not meant to happen." I smile bitterly, my heart stinging at the words that are about to come out. Why smile when my heart is being crushed? Because it's the only thing I can do after learning what's best for us.

"We've both accept it, and decided it's time to move on. If it's meant to be it'll be."

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