| Min Yoo Hee |

It's past 11 and I can't seem to sleep knowing this little kid might do something stupid again.

After having the late lunch; which he only had a little, he went to sleep. What an early bird.

Nevertheless, he has to be okay. Yeah, well, maybe by sleeping. I seriously had thought enough. Mi Won fucked his life up pretty hard.

That night, I thought everything is, well, went for a halt a moment while I was figuring out something about Jimin. But things happened.

Jungkook called me.

It was the first after we broke up and I honestly don't wanna have anything that have to do with him. But oh well, I'm so stupidly in love with him.

So I picked up the call.

I went to the balcony. For nothing other than some fresh air because I might get suffocated and frustrated talking to him.

["Hey."]

After everything that happened, after all hardships, all frustration and tears I had, he pretend like nothing happened. As per usual.

"Um, hey."

["I thought you're sleeping."]

"Then who are you talking to right now?"

He giggle. The sound that I miss the most. The sound that he oftentimes let out whenever we're cuddling after having sex.

["You still got the humor."]

"Yeah, I mean, it's Yoo Hee after all."

I roll my eyes as I set my elbows on the railing. How I wish I could punch the fuck outta his face right now for acting like nothing bad happened between us before.

How I wish I could just kill him instead.

Or maybe myself.

["You know,"]

That silent pause. Is what I'm afraid of.

You might said something I'm scared of, Jungkook. And I wish you didn't. I really wish for it.

["I miss you, Yoo Hee."]

And yet, you still say it.

You know I wanted to hear that. You know it so much. Pretty well from everything.

["I miss us."]

The long pause I had, you know you hit it on the spot. And you're demanding; silently demanding, the answer you wanted to hear from me.

But I wasn't going to do that.

"There... was never an us... from the beginning, Jungkook."

And I disappoint you, once again. As a person you used to love. Not a friend or a girlfriend. Well, not anymore.

["What about all the things we—"]

"Fuck you, Jungkook. Just fuck off from my life. And everything."

["But, Yoo Hee, please, let me ta—"]

"You are getting married in about 3 fucking days. And you're still begging me for... something, I don't know, maybe sex. Why? Mi Won doesn't give you the same pleasure I gave you? She doesn't suck your dick hard? Oh, or maybe she wasn't that tight?"

["Yoo Hee, listen, I'm so—"]

"Yeah, of course you're sorry. You're losing me for someone that you think were the perfect one for you. When I'm being so fucking loyal to you."

Without me knowing, I hurt you. Yes, I did. But it wasn't the main thing.

You know what's the matter?

I'm hurting myself.

["Look, I'm sorry for everthing. For cheating on you. For lying. For using you and everything."]

"You... used me?"

That's when I know, I'm just an object to you.

"You mean, used me as a sex toy?"

How could I ever not notice it? The way you act, the way you treat me, the way you talk.

How couldn't I realize that you're just using me when you left me alone every morning after getting what you want?

How couldn't I?

["I'm sorry, Yoo Hee. I should've told you the truth. I shouldn't have use you. I know it's my fault. But I think, I'm regretting. I regret leaving you."]

You are such an asshole, Jungkook. A huge asshole.

"Just..."

The pause I'm taking right now, is when I've had enough.

"Leave me alone. I'm happy that you're gone by now."

That's how fucked up I feel, Jungkook. A mess.

I got back in the house after the conversation. But once again, I fucked up everything.

He heard me.

"He wants you back?"

Lil' one doesn't deserve this. So I'm not doing it.

"I'll show you something on the wedding day."

The stressful look he gave me make me feel sick. How didn't I realize he was hurting more than I am?

Same duration of dating, same date of the start, same venue of the first date, same feelings. And yet he hurt the most.

"Come here, buddy." I pulled him into a hug.

I thought he would cry but no. He don't. He just hug me back. Silence surround us and I feel his sadness overall.

"We'll show them how does it feel to get fucked up with life."

※

I couldn't sleep that night so I made myself some ramen. I was just scrolling through Jimin's phone. Well, he trusted me that if I need something, I could just use his phone and find something.

But so far, nothing interesting.

But he has a good taste in music which I'm surprised because well, he's  a boring guy after all.

"Mi Won, Mi Won, Mi Won. Delete, delete, delete." I mutter to myself as I delete all the pictures of him and the bitch.

Even her smile make me sick. How can people like her? How can Jungkook and Jimin even fall for her?

Even if I don't know her and we walk passed by each other, I can tell that she's nothing but plainly a fucked up bitch.

Why does she even exist? Why doesn't her parents use something like protection, you know, condom, when having sex so they won't get a bitchy daughter like her?

You know that kind of annoying korean girl that goes overboard in acting cute for attention with those big eyes, making a sickly face for pictures? Yeah, she's like that.

Suddenly, a message came in.

From: Miwonnie

Okay, first of all, Miwonnie? What the fuck was— nevermind, let's just get in the text.

Do you have time? We need to talk. Let's meet.

What is this bitch want more? She got Jungkook wrapped around her fucking ugly fingers and now she want to meet Jimin? My baby brother? Oh ho, no way.

Name: Miwonnie|

Name: Miwon|

Name: Ug|

Name: Ugly bitch who broke my heart|

Save | Back

Now that's better.

I chuckle at myself for saving her name like that. I wouldn't mind getting nag at Jimin for doing so. I did what makes me happy though.

Another text come in then.

From: Ugly bitch who broke my heart

Are you ignoring me by leaving me on read? Jimin, seriously we need to talk.

I roll my eyes.

Being a kinky person that I am, I replied with something inappropriate and I, guarantee that I will get myself in trouble the next morning.

Better ready for it because...

YOLO!

To: Ugly bitch who broke my heart

I'm riding a pussy right now. Just leave me alone, bitch.

Sent!

Brb, gotta get ready for a war tomorrow.

I read the text again and seriously, that is so not Park Jimin. He's too innocent.

But who knows. Maybe he's good in bed. I don't know.

Homie might have a beast mode though.

And suddenly, a call comes in.

Bitch ain't getting my words.

I immediately pick up the phone. Ready to fight her but the first thing I heard is, a desperate voice.

["Jimin?"]

I hummed. Faking Jimin's voice out.

["I'm sorry for everything. I need you right now. C-Can you c-come for a bit?"]

"Um, to be honest, miss. Jimin is... no, he passed out after the.. um he did something pretty intense actually and he's tired. May I know why do you want to meet him?"

A loud gasp were heard at the other side of the phone. I smirked at the fact that she might be shocked.

["U-Um.. I-I'm s-sorry for i-intruding your privacy. I'll just—"]

"Oh my freaking—! Park Jimin!"

I accidentally scream out loud when I saw Jimin were, I don't know, playing hide and seek in the middle of the night, under the counter.

"Fuck right there, young man!" I cussed.

But he just chuckle out and get out from there and casually cuddling my body from the in front.

"Oh God, not now. Seriously, Jimin!"

I was gonna make something fun but he fucking ruin it and now, Miwon hang up the call.

"Did she hang up already?"

My eyes widened but after hearing that, I snickered.

"What do you expect? You fucking made the whole goddamn situation like we're having sex."

"Aren't that what you want?" He whisper onto me and buried his face on my collarbone.

"Well, you ruined the fun. I was about to make some moaning shit but you're being a little shit you are, ruined it."

A text come in then.

From: Ugly bitch who broke my heart

I'm sorry for everything, oppa. I guess you have found my replacement. Maybe if I didn't cheat on you, we're still be together, right? Nevertheless, I miss you. Call me anytime. Love you.

I regret reading that out loud for you. I should've known better than you're hurting too much.

But I put more salt into the already painful deep wound.

"Block and delete her number. Please." He mutter onto my skin as the hug getting tighter.

I did what he told me to. But I didn't do it straight away.

To: Ugly bitch who broke my heart

Nope, wasn't that what you want? Goodbye.

And delete.

I went to comfort Jimin, who was still attach on me. Patting and caressing his back.

Did I told you that he has a very masculine back that I would likely to claw on while having sex?

Yes, he had a very masculine and sexy back.

"I did what you told me too. So, aren't you gonna tell me about the pills that choke down earlier?"

Smooth, aren't I?

There is a long pause in between there and I'm getting nervous. I'm scared that I might have touch the sen—

"I was bullied when I was in my high school."

One sentence, and it already make me feel anger.

"I was a lot better when I start dating Mi Won. But, I just...."

He didn't continue. He just there, and hugging.

Guess that explain everything, right?

"Poor babyboy. I'll take care of you from now on."

"I miss her, noona."

I shut my eyes because that's the phrase I hate the most. When will this stop?

"But I can't bear losing you more."

He broke the hug. "Don't go back to him. Please."

Guess, he love me more than Jungkook did.

"Shut up, handsome kid. Go and sleep. What a sly asshole." He chuckle at me.

"Sleep with me? We can have sex if you—"

"There, right there. Oh ho, kid start to grow up, huh. Sorry but I'm not having any dick inside me. Go to bed."

"I'm not a kid." He said as he leans in.

"Well, you are to me."

Jimin is so nice to me. Very nice indeed. He's a good boy.

He sometimes act like my boyfriend which is better than Jungkook. He knows how to flirt. He knows his boundaries. He helped me in particular, everything.

He wasn't just Park Jimin.

You lost a man, Seo Mi Won.

You lost the bet basically. Fool.

To Be Continued