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41 • Missing You

I've heard about pride fall and to let you guys know I'm not going to unpublish this book, I'm just going to get rid of the hashtags such as #lgbtq+ and #gay so my stories won't be found by those homophobic fuckers. ╭∩╮(• ◡•)╭∩╮

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"I know you were the one who posted that video Irene," Lisa lowly spoke, pure anger vexed into her language.

"Well I was going to use it for blackmail, but I know that brother of yours is really stubborn," the other girl scoffed.

"That doesn't mean you should've taken the video!" The blonde ground her teeth together.

Irene rolled her eyes. "Why are you against this? This is perfect revenge!"

Lisa face palmed, desperate to knock away the stupidity. "I never wanted revenge!"

"What do you mean you never wanted revenge? Taehyung stole Jungkook from you!"

"No he didn't! Jungkook never liked me more than a friend, he liked Taehyung and that's that!" Lisa argued, her voice strained due to the endless amounts of yelling. "Besides, I don't even like Jungkook as much as Taehyung does."

"What do you mean you don't like Jungkook as much as Taehyung," Irene crossed her arms over her chest while leaning her hip to aside.

"It means it was only puppy love," Lisa murmured.

"You were crying, in tears just an hour ago!"

"It was from shock, I just wasn't expecting it at all," Lisa said as she took steps out of the gymnasium. "I'm going to do everything I can to fix this mess you made, but you're apologizing for posting that private video."

"I'm not apologizing for shit!" Irene spit venom, laced tightly into her words.

"If you don't," The blonde's gaze turned violent— potentially scaring anyone in the area. "I will make you life a living hell for being such a fucking brat, and you know thats not an empty threat."

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The car ride was silent, only the sounds of the decent bumps hitting against the tires. Jungkook desperately wanted to talk with his mom about the situation, however his anxiety was reaching a certain level— unable to speak any vowels. She has yet to talk as well, gripping at the steering wheel while looking straight to the road.

Ms. Jeon parked the car at their drive way, turning the vehicle off before stepping out and into the house. It was a house, but felt far from home— the atmosphere was just too thick. Without speaking a single word the raven made his way upstairs while he heard his mother elsewhere.

He shut the door behind him before taking shaken breaths, struggling to keep calm. He untied his tuxedo and practically ripped off the clothing, he only wanted to get rid of this horrid night! He wanted to keep the pretty ones of course, where Taehyung offered him as his date, their private dance and perfect smiles, the night could've gone the best— but all good comes with bad.

Jungkook paced around his room, still grasping the thought of the night vanishing— but a knock at his window interrupted him. Perking his head at the sudden noise, he carefully walked to the window, opening it slightly only to see chubby fingers curl around the end and lift the thick piece of glass up fully.

"Fuck!" Jungkook stumbled backwards, almost falling over.

"Shut up or your mom will hear!" Jimin whispery scolded before making his way inside the room (struggling of course, but they don't mention that).

"What are you doing here?" The younger asked.

Jimin used his palms to dust off his outfit before opening his mouth to speak. "I was worried about you," Jimin looked up to lock eye contact with Jungkook. "I'm worried about the both of you."