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A/N

This chapter will include Jungkook's POV, and also yours. Something different just to spice things up a little.

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Jungkook's POV

I leave the room and slam the door behind me. I couldn't stand to be in there any longer, watching the hurtful scene unfurl before my eyes. I walk straight out the front door, beginning to jog down the street. I hear Y/N calling my name, but I don't even glance back. Instead, I break out into a run. My legs pump faster and faster until suddenly I'm sprinting, my breathing heavy and laboured. I run and run, not even knowing where I'm going or what exactly I'm running away from. I run until I can run no longer.

Gasping for air, I rest my forehead against the bark of a nearby tree. I need time to think. Why did I just act the way I did?

Okay, yes. I admit it. 

I like Y/N. 

But it was just a dare, and it's not like Y/N wanted to kiss Jimin, right?

But in the back of my mind, I know that it's very likely she did. What if she likes him? Although that's not something I want to even think about, deep down I know it's a possibility. 

It's not like she would ever go for someone like me anyway. I can tell that she hates playboys. Even though just lately I find myself not wanting to spend time with any other girl than Y/N, I still feel dirty because of my past. I am flawed.

But Jimin is perfect. I know it's not a good thing to feel about your friend, but I was always secretly jealous of him. He might not be the CEO of Seoul's biggest computer company as I am, but I only got this title because it was given to me. Everything I ever had was handed to me on a silver platter, and look at the despicable person it's turned me into.

Jimin on the other hand always had to work hard for what he wanted. It has resulted in him being a kind, selfless man who always put others before himself. I know Jimin would be so much better for Y/N, but even so, I still can't help but be selfish and wish she was mine. I punch the trunk of the tree in frustration.

"Why can't I stop thinking about her?" I yell into the silent darkness.

Sighing irritably, I stand at the edge of the sidewalk and hail a cab. The only way I can be sure and put my troubled mind at rest is to confess my feelings to Y/N. I know that she doesn't feel the same way as I do, but I just need to know that she doesn't like Jimin. If she does like Jimin... no, I don't want to think about that.

I will confess to her on Monday. I can't go back to their house now, not after what happened. I've already had enough humiliation for one day.

Leaning back in the car seat and resting my head against the cool glass window, I let my eyes blur out of focus as I stare at the passing trees and houses.

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Your POV

I call out his name as he speed-walks out of the front door, but he's too fast. Before I can even blink, he is gone, darting off into the night. 

Guilt washes over me. I feel crushed at the thought of hurting him. I want nothing more at this moment than to sprint after him and confess my feelings, but I think it might be too late.

I should be excited... if Jungkook really is jealous, doesn't that mean he likes me? But instead, I can't help but think that any initial feelings he may have felt for me are probably extinguished by what he just saw. 

"What have I done?" I whisper to no one at all. Sighing heavily, I walk back into my house. Along with Tae and Minji, the boys are all standing in the hallway with their belongings. They stop murmuring at once when I enter the house, almost like they were talking about me and didn't want me to hear. I give them all a weak smile despite how out of it I'm feeling.

"We're all going to hit the road now. Thanks for tonight," The eldest's voice is kind and sympathetic. I nod, trying to keep a smile on my face even though I can feel myself shattering. I must look like I really need a hug because each man gives me one on their way out. All of them except for Jimin that is, who awkwardly dodges past me.

They file out of the door until I am left standing in the silent hallway with Minji and Taehyung.

'I'm so sorry Y/N," Minji envelops me in a tight embrace. I usually consider myself as quite a strong person, but for some reason, I can't stop myself from clinging to my best friend like an infant. For some reason, I can't keep the silent tears from streaming down my face.

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I don't want to be here. 

I don't want to face either Jimin or Jungkook today. I sigh as I swing my bag onto my desk. Just as I begin taking out my things, I hear Jimin's familiar smooth voice calling out my name. Clearly nobody heard my silent prayers.

"Y/N," He grabs my wrist and pulls me along. "We need to have a little chat,"

"Uh... I just need to fini-"

"It can wait," Jimin cuts me off "This can't,"

I silently oblige, letting him drag me onto the balcony where we once stood peacefully, admiring the sunset. Letting go of my wrist, he rests his arms on the railings and stares out across the city. I follow suit, nervous and uncomfortable because I know exactly what the topic of this "little chat" is going to be.

"So Y/N... I want to talk about last night,"

There it is.

"Please Jimin, I-"

"I like you Y/N," he cuts me off for the second time today. My mouth hangs open in shock. That definitely wasn't the direction I expected this to go in. Why did everything just get so much more complicated?

"When you kissed me yesterday... I really felt something, a spark. Ever since you came here Y/N, I've slowly been falling in love with you," He looks into my eyes sincerely.

I can do nothing but gape at the sudden bomb he just dropped on me, shattering my emotions into thousands of shards and denting a huge hole in my heart - a hole I knew was guilt.

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

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Jungkook's POV

Y/N should be at work by now. She's always here on time. I'll just pull her aside confess my feelings to her. That way I will know the truth.

I walk to her desk, but all I see is her bag and her things partially unpacked. Maybe she went to the bathroom? I see Hoseok walking by and I decide to ask him.

"Hobi Hyung, have you seen Y/N anywhere?"

"Ah, I think I saw her going onto the balcony," he gestures towards the open double doors at the end of the corridor. Nodding and thanking him, I make my way down the hall. My palms begin to sweat. What if she reacts badly?

But as I get nearer, I can make out a familiar voice; but it isn't Y/N. I go further down the hall until I have a clear view of the balcony through the window. Y/N is there for sure. But I was right; she's not alone.

"...Ever since you came here Y/N, I've slowly been falling in love with you,"

Shock and sadness washes over me as I watch the painful scene before me.

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

I can't do this. I have to go. I can't stand here and watch the girl I haven't stopped thinking about for weeks get taken from under my feet. I already know what her answer will be. Why wouldn't she say yes? Jimin is the perfect man.

Walking fast back to my office, I throw open the door and slam it shut. Placing my palms on the desk, I lean down onto the wooden surface and let the emotions come loose. Hot tears run down my cheeks, shocking me. I have never cried over a girl before.

This is why I was a player for so long. This is why you shouldn't fall for people. Every doubt I had about having feelings for someone has just been proved in the space of two minutes. This is how it always goes. Some way or another, love always leads to pain.

Suddenly, the door bursts open. I turn around and there stands Y/N. I feel sick just looking at her, knowing that there is no way she can ever be mine.

Her face creases in concern when she sees my state.

"Are you okay?"

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Your POV

"Will you be my girlfriend?" 

Hope is shining in Jimin's eyes. I feel confused and panicked. I had no idea that he liked me... that must have been why he was so jealous when I was in the office with Jungkook.

"Well...?" he prompts, anxiety and fear laced in his voice, the light in his eyes beginning to flicker.

I'm sorry Jimin.

"Jimin...," I start. "I like you, I really do," 

From the crestfallen expression on his face, I know he can already tell that there's going to be a 'But".

"But only as a friend," I finish, cringing slightly. Jimin's face falls completely, and all I want to do is crush him in a huge hug.

"Oh," Is all he says, turning his head to look out at the buildings of Seoul once more. "I suppose I didn't really expect you to return my feelings. You're too distracted to see me in that light. Too distracted by him," He says bitterly. My head snaps up.

"Him?" My heart starts to beat faster. He turns and looks me dead in the eyes, a sad smile forming on his face. 

"Don't play dumb, Y/N. Jungkook,"

I widen my eyes. "B-but... how did you know?"

He sighs heavily. "You think I wouldn't notice? If it wasn't already obvious to me after walking in on your little moment in the office the other day, then the way you ran after him when we kissed last night made it clear as day,"

I feel my face flushing bright pink. Am I really that obvious?

"I should never have asked you to be my girlfriend. I'm sorry Y/N," His head hangs low. I can't take this any longer. Seeing Park Jimin sad because of you is similar to the feeling you would get if you ran over a little kid's puppy. I pull him in for a hug, stroking his red hair.

"I'm sorry too, Chim Chim,"

He pulls away, his eyes slightly red. "You know he likes you, right?"

"What? No, he doesn't! he's a player," You bite your lip, still in denial that Jungkook's reaction last night meant anything.

"Yes, he does Y/N. It's obvious to everyone but you. Jungkook never gets jealous when it comes to girls that he doesn't care about,"

My stomach begins to flutter. Could he really like me?

"I hope you're very happy together," Jimin smiles at you, clearly fighting back tears. You smile at him sadly in return.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Go and confess, pabo," he pushes you lightly in the direction of the door. You give him one last tight hug.

"Thank you so much Jimin! I'm so sorry. You're the best!" I blow him a kiss and run in the direction of Jungkook's office, a new-found confidence taking over the regret I have for rejecting Jimin.

I'm going to confess.

Pushing open his office door in excitement, I stop abruptly when I see him leaning over his desk oddly. He turns around at the sound of me entering and I stop in shock when I see the tears running down his face.

"Are you okay?" I question hesitantly.

"Just go. Get out," His voice is bitter, sharp and cold and... broken.

"Jungko-" I try again, desperate to find out why he is so upset.

"YOU'RE FIRED," he shouts. He turns away from me, breathing heavily. I feel as though I have been wounded. I stand still for a moment, frozen in astonishment and utter bewilderment. My eyes beginning to sting, I slowly step out of the door and close it with a soft click.

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