He knew that she loved him. He could see that in her eyes when she looked at her phone after receiving texts from him, just as Bambam said. But he tried to ignore it as much as he could.

That look in her eyes when Jimin pulled her closer to him and when he...

Jungkook rolled himself so that he was lying flat on his stomach and groaned loudly into the mattress, he really hated what he saw a few hours ago.

"Minyoung..." He hissed, her name, feeling it like a soft melody coming out of his tongue so familiar yet so foreign, and it made his heart ache and his chest tightened, suffocating him.

Just at this moment, Jungkook felt his phone vibrate in his training pants pocket. Grabbing it out, he froze at the recognition of the ID showing up in front of him.

He never saw this coming.

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Minyoung's POV

I went to the kitchen to bring some snacks and coffee for us as we had just finished having dinner. My mom insisted that he would stay for dinner, which was kind of awkward between me and Jimin after what happened back in front of the school gate. We never talked about it and we walked home in a complete silence as if the cat got our tongues

I came back, not to find Jimin in the room where I found him, but I found the balcony door ajar opened. I put the tray over my desk and approached the balcony slowly, trying to play some game on Jimin and scare him for fun.

But my legs froze when I heard the harshness in his voice as he was talking to someone, probably on the phone.

"We need to talk." I heard Jimin saying and my heart was drumming against my chest, feeling bad for eavesdrop. "I need to make this clear to you."

Not taking this anymore, I pushed the door opened and I saw the way Jimin jumped in his place and how he started acting nervously as if he didn't want me to hear him. He said quickly to whoever he was talking about, "See you then." Before hanging up and putting the phone back into his pocket.

"Who were you talking to?" I asked, coming to stand next to him and leaned my back against the rail.

"No one that you know." He said and I felt my heart beat dropping a bit. I just nodded my head, respecting his privacy.

Jimin sometimes would be a mystery to me and I couldn't help but wonder how was our friendship before my accident.

Now that I think about it, what were we supposed to be? He kissed me and somehow I kissed him back in front of my classmates. But I had no known idea what that was supposed to mean or what that was supposed to make us.

And I couldn't just ask him. Just thinking about what happened, made my cheeks burn up.

"You are blushing." Jimin said with a smirk, poking my cheek.

I slapped his hands away, pressing my cold balms against my hot cheeks. "It's your fault." I whispered and saw him smirk. Stupid, Jimin.

I bit my lips, still curious about what happened today. I looked at Jimin from the edge of my eyes before looking back at the floor. Taking a deep breath, I opened my stupid mouth and said, "About what happened today--"

I didn't get to complete my sentence as I found Jimin in front of me, cadging me between his arms, his body and the rail behind me. He was too close which made my heart skip a beat and I gulped hard.

"Do you want to do it again?" He asked, leaning in close and I leaned backward, feeling the heat rushing to my cheeks.

I felt a hand pressing on my back and I saw the panicked look in Jimin's eyes. "Careful, You're going to fall."

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