"This morning I may or may not have overheard a conversation." He spoke.

"Jungkook! Bad bunny! You know eavesdropping is wrong," I said to him with a light flick to his forehead.

"I know, but it's about someone I care about." He chimed.

"That still doesn't mean you can just tell people about it. Gossiping is wrong, Jungkook."

"I know it's wrong, but I'm just really worried about it." He continued, which explained why he had been acting a little standoffish this morning.

"Jungkookie, I can't tell you what to do, but just do what you think is right," I said to him with a pat on the shoulder and smiled, "and don't worry too much. Stress doesn't suit you."

After having this little heart-to-heart, he seems to have calmed down. I guess talk-therapy really does help. Freud was not kidding when he said that talking about something can help.

We continued walking to my next class and Jungkook is finally starting to become his usual self again. He was telling me about his workout regime. I broke into cold sweat just hearing about it, I can't even imagine what he must feel.

Soon, we approached the Home Economics classroom, where Mr Kim was starting to set up for out next class.

"Miss Y/n! Jungkook! Perfect timing! Come help!" He chimed when he saw us peek through the door.

"But sir! It's still lunch!" Jungkook wined.

"Just come!" He commanded but it was to no avail.

"Well, would you look at the time, I'm gonna be late for class," Jungkook spoke out quickly and suddenly left.

I mean, sure, class was about to start, I'll give him that, but the lazy bones just didn't want to help. Geez. Mr Kim and I both sighed.

"What can I help with, sir?" I asked defeatedly as he pointed out two boxes.

"The aprons. Can you put one in each desk for me?" He asked and I nodded and walked toward the box.

The room was silent. From the corner of my eye, I could see him glancing at me. This is awkward. Should I say something.... nope. Social anxiety still exists.

"How are things with you and Kim Taehyung?" He asked, breaking the ice. Well now, that was some conversation starter.

"Fairly good. Why do you ask?"

"You don't look well today. Did something happen?" He asked.

"Nothing happened..." I spoke and after long hesitation, I mumbled inaudibly, "that's the problem. He's doing nothing."

Suddenly, the bell rang. I quickly hastened myself and placed the last few aprons on the table, readying the class for our next lesson. I still don't really enjoy Home Ec. After the last ordeal with what happened with Ah Reum, this is all still burdening.

Students were walking into the class, Taehyung and Jimin soon walked in. Ah Reum trailing not too far behind with her entourage behind her. I went to my seat beside the two guys.

Mr Kim was giving his instructions to us for today's lesson. We had to mould chocolate and give it to somebody special. Of course, most of the girls are making it for Mr Kim himself. Writing cringe things like 'Seokjinnie Oppa! Saranghae!' Like he isn't our teacher.

I was making one for Taehyung. Even though he really upset me today, I still want to make one for him and show him my love and appreciation. I hope he makes one for me too.

As I was trying to pour the chocolate into the mould, out of the blue, Jimin started talking.

"Have you seen how much weight Irene lost?" He asked Tae. Well that's one heck of a conversation starter. What is it with people and random questions today?

"Now that you mention it, she had gotten a lot slimmer. I wonder." He replied.

"I know right. She's gotten hotter." Jimin chimed again.

Taehyung was silent for a long second. I was waiting for his response and the wait was agonising.

"You could say that." He spoke out.

I wasn't listening to the rest of the conversation since my thoughts went into a total frenzy. Irene is really pretty. She has such a beautiful figure and the most gorgeous features. Any man would be lucky to have a girl like that. Then there's me, still has my baby fat on my tummy, slight acne, hair that can't even compare to her luscious locks. You can see the outline of my flabby tummy with the apron tied around my waist.

It makes me wonder, if I wasn't his current girlfriend, would he go back to Irene at the first chance he got? Why was he even staying with me when there's her?

Wow. It's ironic thinking about a such things in a Home Economics class when you're dealing with chocolate to show him my love. It still makes me wonder if Taehyung is making chocolate for me. If he does, should I eat it? Wouldn't it make me chubbier?

It's time to focus on mine. I slapped both of my hands on my cheeks and gave my undivided attention to the chocolate in front of me. I shaped it into this cute heart shape with little hazelnuts outlining it. In the centre I piped tiny stars on it with colour-dyed white chocolate and wrote the words, 'you bring colour to my sky'."

When the class was finally over, i started to tidy up my station. When I was going to put all of the food dyes away, I noticed Taehyung standing at the door and waiting for me to wrap up my things. I still got a bit sad when I thought about the conversation he had with Jimin earlier as though I wasn't even there, but seeing him stand there waiting for me makes me a little bit happier.

"You seemed happy today, did you have fun making chocolate?" He asked as he let my head like a little child.

"I made this for you!" I crooned as I passed him the wrapped up chocolate that I moulded for him.

He stared at it for a good few seconds and I could see his eyes light up when he read what it said. This warms my heart. Just seeing him happy warms me up inside and fills me with adoration for him.

"Thank you so much, Love!" He hummed to me and kissed me on my temple.

I missed kisses like this. They make me feel like I'm on top of the world. Every time I see him like this or I feel his lips against my skin, I'm reminded of how much my life has changed for the better thanks to him. Nothing can go wrong as long as he is with me. That's what I believe.

"Did you make one for me?" I asked excitedly.

"I- I didn't. No. Sorry." He spoke quickly and glanced at my face.

His words once again made me a bit sad. The mere fact that I spent all of that time making this for him while he didn't do the same hurt. I was visibly upset since it showed in my facial expression, so and I think he noticed. I just nodded sadly and irritatedly.

"It's fine. We're gonna be late. Let's go?" I asked. He probably noticed the sadness in my eyes since his gaze turned soft on me.

"Yeah. Let's go." He held my hand and walked with me to the next class.

I was being a bit resistant because at this moment I wasn't sure what I was supposed to think. Or even how I was supposed to act. I saw him moulding the chocolate, so who was that for? Irene maybe? Did he make chocolate for Irene and not for his own girlfriend?

As these thoughts were rummaging through my mind, I noticed Taehyung gazing back at me whilst we were walking. He might have been able to see the visible desolation in my eyes. I didn't want to make it evident that I was hurt by this so I tried to fake a smile again at him.

You don't realise how hard it is to fake something again once you've gotten a taste of the real thing. I couldn't smile. My lips may have curved up but I couldn't find it in myself to make my eyes look happy.

"Aaahhh!" He groaned and stopped walking, having me bump into him. "I can't stand seeing you like this."

"I don't understand," I spoke confused since he stopped so suddenly. His hand was ruffling his hair and after a deep sigh,  he took out the chocolate from his bag.

"Here. This is why I said that I didn't make you one." He said as he placed the chocolate in my hand.

"Taehyung... this is..."

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