Yerin squeezed shut her eyes due to the morning light falling on her eyes. She slowly opened her eyes and found some weight on her stomach. She noticed a tattooed arm wrapped around her waist.

Yerin looked beside her only to find a beautiful man sleeping there, who was none other than Jeon Jungkook. She sighed as all the events from the night flashed before her eyes. She couldn't understand what was happening to her. She was the one who wanted this; she was the one who asked for it, yet she was always hit by some guilt in the morning. Some feelings lingered in her heart, making her regret the events of the previous night.

She slightly trailed her fingers along his tattooed arm before attempting to lift his arm carefully. She slowly lifted his arm upward, but her breath hitched when he wrapped his arm around her again and pulled her closer to him.

She slowly turned her face toward him and found him staring at her intensely. He brought his hand toward her face before caressing her cheek softly. He looked into her eyes and asked in his deep, husky morning voice, "Why do you always try to run away, Yerin?"

She looked into his eyes before replying, "It will not happen again. I mean, this hooking-up thing will not happen again."

He just stared at her blankly as he asked, "You say that every time we 'hook up', don't you?"

She turned her face and looked at the ceiling instead. Her silence made Jungkook sigh before he uttered, "Don't tell me, Yerin, that you feel guilty now."

She took a shaky breath and whispered, "I do. I do feel guilty about everything."

"Why, Yerin? You were the one who wanted this," he muttered before nuzzling his nose in the crook of her neck. "You needed love. I gave it to you. Isn't it simple? Why do you feel guilty?"

Tears trailed down her eyes, landing on the mattress. She looked at him slowly, their noses touching each other as she said, "Because I always forget the reality. I always forget that Eunwoo is, forced or not, my boyfriend."

The statement made Jungkook's eyes go blank. He felt a different emotion; it felt like his heart was burning. His jaw hardened as he came closer to her before whispering harshly, "He is not your boyfriend. Stop saying so."

Her eyes glistened with tears as she whispered back, "He is, Jungkook. No one can deny the fact."

Rage clouded his eyes as he venomously asked, "Then why don't you go to your boyfriend instead? Why are you using me, Yerin?"

Tears streamed down her face as the words settled in her mind. She nodded her head continuously while getting off the bed. She started dressing herself as the tears continued rolling down her face.

Jungkook sat up on the bed and rubbed his head annoyance while asking, "Where are you going now?"

She slipped into her now-ruined dress and said, "To my boyfriend."

The statement made him even more furious as the air became thicker with each passing second. He angrily uttered, "Then why did you come to me last night? Because your so-called boyfriend hurt you?"

She looked at him with red eyes as she picked up her phone. She uttered one last time before dashing out, "Yeah. He hurt me. And now you are hurting me too."

She wiped her tears on her way out, while Jungkook pulled at his own hair in frustration. He didn't know why his mind was playing all these tricks on him. What was this feeling he felt when he heard Yerin referring to Eunwoo as her boyfriend? Jealousy? Envy? He didn't know.

***

The cool breeze flowed, making her hair dance in the calm air. She looked at the sunset, standing on the rooftop of the building. She sighed at the beauty of the view and wished that maybe her life could be this beautiful too.

Last night's events and the argument that happened earlier between Jungkook and her in the morning had clouded her mind the whole day. At some point, she realized that she was actually using Jungkook for her own greed. Knowing that he was fighting within himself because of Mina's cheating, she should have offered him her shoulder, but she was weighing her problems on him too.

Suddenly, two arms wrapped around her waist from behind, and a chin rested on her shoulder. A manly scent hit her nostrils, making her realize who the person was. He nuzzled his nose into her neck, making her eyes prick with tears.

"I'm sorry."

She closed her eyes as the tears streamed down her face. She rested her hand on his hands and was able to feel his heartbeat as his chest was pressed against her back.

"I'm sorry too," she whispered before attempting to turn around to look at him, but he didn't let her.

"Believe me, Yerin. One day, a person will love you more than anything. He will give you all the love and happiness you deserve. He will stand by your side through thick and thin. Someday, you will be loved by someone. I promise."

A small smile made its way to her lips. She looked at the sunset that was lurking behind the clouds. She hoped for that one day when she would be loved too.

"I'm sorry, Jungkook, for using you. I'm such a bitch, right?"

She felt him shake his head in disagreement before he said, "No, you're not. I'm sorry for talking like that to you. It just hurts a little when you come around, fuck around and then leave me like nothing happened."

She turned around and looked at him with her teary eyes. She muttered several apologies, which resulted in Jungkook hugging her.

"And you can use me. I don't mind it. But can you use me a little more respectfully?" he jokingly said, while Yerin hit him lightly on his chest.

He pretended to be hurt while clutching his chest, making her giggle at his wonderful acting. He smiled at her before pulling her into his embrace again.

"I've got your back, Lee Yerin."