Ona's Perspective

"Can you two please stop?" Jungkook groaned. All day he's been stuck with Taehyung and I as we walked around downtown Seoul; just enjoying the scenery and thinking of things to do. Ever since that night of the dinner and at Baekhyun's place last week, I felt as though I was happier, more confident about things. Mine and Taehyung's first kiss was a new step for us, along with my shy self to be cast aside for a more open Ona. I'm still quite reserved, but I've gotten used to holding his hand and letting him sneak a kiss here and there.

Unfortunately, Jimin has been too busy with his coffee girl to even want to hang out with Jungkook...so, he was stuck with us two. We told him he didn't have to be with us, but he said being with his Hyungs was bound to make him end up being babied or forced to watch some stupid drama.

"We're a couple, Jungkookie. Get over it." Taehyung laughed as he placed his arm around me, kissing the side of my head to make a point. I sighed, rolling my eyes before removing his arm and latching my hand with his. Taehyung gave me a small pout, but I returned it with a glare.

"He shouldn't have to deal with the PDA, though," I smiled at our dongsaeng. "I need my shield with me." I playfully shoved Jungkook, causing him to chuckle.

"Shield?" Taehyung asked, opening the door for us for a bubble tea shop. Earlier, after we acted like animals at the park, I declared I had a thirst for bubble tea and basically threatened the two if they didn't bring me.

"I use him to stop you if you get too caught up with the affection." I shrugged, ordering a Strawberry tea for me while ignoring Taehyung's dramatic gasps at my statement. Was I that mean to actually have a human shield? It seemed to work though. Especially when Taehyung tried to deepen a kiss earlier and I waved my hand at Jungkook who expertly through a rock at Taehyung and making the older boy yell at some kids he thought threw it. I felt the second hand embarrassment empower me, but I swallowed it once Jungkook told the truth, having the two chase each other around before coming back to me and panting.

"But, that's not fair." Taehyung groaned, ordering lazily as he kept looking at me.

I shrugged, smiling and crossing my arms. "Don't go overboard then." I kissed two of my fingers and touched his lips, making that silly frown turn upside down.

I was really happy with how lenient Taehyung was whenever I told him I didn't like something. Whenever he tried to be too touchy, I would give him a death glare until he knew I wasn't enjoying what he was trying to do. Usually I am more sweet in telling him "no", but most of the time, the boy likes to cross the line I made for us.

Along with that, Baekhyun wasn't a huge help. Just two days ago, Taehyung, Baekhyun, Solar, and I had a lunch in the same purple, velvet room and his cousin kept insisting we take it to the next level. I was redder than red on brick and more nervous than a singer in front of thousands. Such a Byuntae that one.

"I get paid." Jungkook shrugged as we all sat down at a table.

"Wait, what? But I'm paying you for keeping Jimin away. You can't switch jobs like that." Taehyung snapped his fingers to emphasize what he was saying.

"Well, since Jimin is preoccupied, I've been broke. Ona has been a nice Noona and made sure I was taken care of. Unlike you, Hyung." Jungkook teased but that only led him to a flick to the forehead by his dear elder.

"Sorry." I smiled, taking a sip of my drink once the waitress brought them all over.

"First my heart and now my Kookie. That's rude, love." Taehyung sighed, shaking his head like he was genuinely upset, but obviously he was playing me.

"Gross." Jungkook rolled his eyes. For an entire ten minutes the boys argued over their "funding" while I looked around at people enjoying this Saturday afternoon with the bright sun shining down and the fun of summer in the air. I loved seeing Seoul like this as it always showed a much more lively attitude than during winter.

Seeing the warm colors of summer always had my creative juices flowing as the urge to draw became greater. I remembered when I was younger and my mother always encouraged me to paint her something or when Jimin would color with me when we were little kids. Most of that was during the summer as it seemed to have been a tradition for me: creating something for those I loved.

I bit my lip as my eyes traveled to the boy in the red seat next to me. His fading blond hair was swooped in a fringe along his forehead, his large eyes were wide with excitement and passion, his full lips the color of coral with a hint of baby pink, his chiseled jawline was one that could have been touched by angels themselves, and his hands were strong and warm as one touched my knee, squeezing here and there when the conversation became too much. Drawing him would be difficult. Perfection is hard to copy onto a canvas.

"Oh no." I heard Jungkook whisper. I looked up at him to see his head lowered and his mouth against the clear rim of his bubble tea cup. I followed his line of sight to see a tousle of black hair strutting by with a girl holding onto his arm as she laughed along to something he said.

I gasped as Jimin stopped a few feet away from our window, immediately moving low in my seat to where I was basically camping out underneath the table. I could feel my heart hammering and my breath catch in my throat as though I was a criminal and I was seconds away from being pulled behind bars.

"Ona, get up." Taehyung told me, but I shook my head. I was not risking this.

"No. He'll see us." I whispered back, closing my eyes as though that would hide my whole body away from anyone's sight.

"We'll leave from the back door." Taehyung nudged me so that I would get out from under table and move aside for him to get out. I could already feel the judging eyes in the shop as I crawled out from underneath, bowing my head at customers to try and assure them. I didn't need anyone else to think I was weird.

"What if they see us?" I asked Taehyung as I held onto his arm with Jungkook leading. Every now and then I would look over my shoulder to see if he was still near the window. Sure enough, he stood there talking to the same girl from before as if she was the only girl in the world. I would think it was a sweet sight if I wasn't too busy worrying about being in trouble.

"Come on." Jungkook nodded as he opened the door to the other side of the building. Taehyung and I made it out onto the sidewalk, passerbys wondering why we look so strange and as if we were being chased. Well, I knew that if Jimin caught sight of us, we would be mere seconds from being cats running away from a scary pit bull.

"What now?" I asked them. Taehyung looked around, only to curse as he realized the sidewalk led to an unknown neighborhood and the alleys were too uncertain to even use as short cuts.

"Here." He removed his black beanie from his head and shoved it on mine, pulling at some strands of my hair so that it fell out smoothly. Then he motioned for Jungkook to remove his blue jacket to give to me. I pulled it on, Jungkook's cinnamon and vanilla scent wafting into my nose and giving a sense of comfort I needed before I was going to pass out from nervousness.

"What are you thinking?" Jungkook asked Taehyung, placing his hands on his hips as he tried to look around the store's corner.

"Ona, you go ahead of us and pass him. Make sure you cover your face, okay?" He leaned forward towards my face, pulling the collar of the large blue jacket up to my cheek so that it looked like I was sunken into it. "After a minute or so, we'll follow." He nodded.

"I feel like a spy." I giggled, causing Taehyung to give me a little smile.

"He'll probably stop us." Jungkook crossed his arms as if he was stating a simple fact.

Taehyung shrugged. "Then Ona waits until we're done talking with him. No matter what we'll get by. I just hate doing this crap." He sighed, ruffling up his hair almost like Jimin would do but more childishly to where some wisps of hair stuck out in places.

I felt bad that Taehyung didn't like us having to sneak around. Sometimes I wish that I could remove this secret and just tell everyone, but I was so afraid of the outcome. I knew Jimin would freak out, my parents might be reasonable but still judgemental, and the other boys probably wouldn't care too much if it wasn't for Jimin's persuasion. Now they see Taehyung as a bad influence on me just like my brother. There just didn't seem like an easy solution.

"I'm sorry, Taehyung," I sighed. He looked down at me once I spoke. "You shouldn't have to feel like this and I feel like such a pabo for letting this happen."

Taehyung shook his head, putting his hand on the back of my head to bring it forward and letting his soft lips touch my forehead. "It's okay. Don't blame yourself for all of this." He kissed my nose before nodding at me to start walking.

With a big breath, I turned away from the two before flipping up the collar of the jacket to cover most of my face. I just didn't seem convincing though. Who would do this during the blazing heat of a summer day? No sane person. I was already sweating from the thickness of the jacket. How did Jungkook wear this in the heat? He must not think too much about it and mainly for the style.

As I passed around the corner of the shop, I saw Jimin and the girl sitting at a table on the outside, sipping their drinks and smiling at each other. I was hoping to God that Jimin was too immersed in that conversation to even pass a glance my way.

I picked up my pace once he looked over. Oh please, lord. Let him look over me and not see his baby sister. I need your protection right now...

"Ona?" I wanted to cry on the spot from hearing his voice. I didn't stop though as I continued to walk, acting as though he didn't matter and that I was someone else. When I made it to the next building, I turned a little to see him facing the stores across the way, not even looking my way and I smiled as I felt the weight leave my shoulders.

As soon as I let out a breath, I saw Jungkook and Taehyung make their way, talking amongst each other casually as if the image of Jimin wasn't an intimidating one. I secretly applauded Taehyung's composure as he looked so relaxed. He could be an amazing actor one day, I swear.

But as soon as I felt calm, I heard Jimin call from his spot, his hand gesturing for them to come over. Jungkook predicted it. That dongsaeng is too smart for his own good sometimes. That's why I always wonder why he skips classes all of the time, even with Jin's pesturing.

I watched as the two walked over, the both looking cool and collected as ever. If I was there, I would be a huge, blubbering mess. The three boys seemed reserved, probably because of the girl's presence. Jimin wasn't one for fighting much (except for that time with Taehyung) so I knew he was avoiding that.

They seemed to be friendly, especially since they all smiled and nodded their heads just fine. Jimin even fist bumped Taehyung which made me question my whole life right now. As soon as I thought I was in the clear, Jungkook pointed towards my direction, making me want to blend into the white wall right as I am sure my skin was a twin of the color. All eyes turned towards me as if I was the strange creeper watching them from afar.

When Jimin waved me over, I sighed and removed myself. What happened to our plan? Why weren't we sneaking like before?

"Hi." I smiled at Jimin and the girl, bowing slightly towards her since I still barely know her and I wanted to keep my respected image alive.

"Are you okay?" Jimin asked. I did note that his eyes moved between me and Taehyung once I stopped next to him. I'm not sure what the matter is but I didn't know if I was prepared for it.

"Yes," I smiled. "Wae?"

"You seem tense." He shrugged, slowly drinking from his straw as he watched my every move. It reminded me of the time back in grade school when I lied about not stealing a smelly eraser from a classmate and the teacher scrutinized my every fidget. Jimin reminded me of that memory so much.

"Well, you are staring at me weirdly." I laughed, pushing back hair that moved in front of my eyes.

"It's fine," He nodded, shrugging. When I gave him a blank look he chuckled. "Taehyung and I are on good terms. You can hang out with him."

"When was this?" I asked.

"Just now. I apologized to him for everything. We're back to our friendship. But he owes me money for making you skip class." Jimin grinned, causing Taehyung to wave him off but even he was smiling. How do boys do it? They had a month or two of glares, avoiding, and just pure hatred and now they were best friends again as if nothing happened. Someone grab me an ice bag before a migraine comes.

"Oh, that's good," I smiled. I didn't know how far I could go. Did he know about me dating Taehyung or was he blind on this subject? My brother was smart, but when it came to deduction, he wasn't the brightest. "I thought you were mad."

"I can't control you. I realize that now. You're my sister, not my daughter," He laughed, shrugging his shoulders. I didn't know how to react to such a thing. I was in shock in this moment. "I've come to that conclusion a little while ago." I saw the girl nod, smiling as if to herself and I felt as though she had a part in this.

I went up to Jimin, hugging him as a happy smile painted my face, but secretly I looked at the girl, mouthing a "thank you" only to see her nod again and give me a thumbs up. I knew she was going to be a very important person in this group, which I was happy to see.

"Thank you, ChimChim." I giggled as he pushed me away from calling him that. It was something I called him when we were kids. I had struggled so much with his name that that nickname went on until I reached the age of 9. Poor boy was teased all because of that nickname from me. Even the rest of the boys use it whenever they make fun of him or call him.

"Just don't date her and I won't break your limbs." He chuckled, pointing at Taehyung. That made my blood turn to the coldest temperature that could be possible from such a dark comment. Jimin was only okay with us being friends. As for in a relationship, he was still against it. Oh joy for all of us.

"Ah, I was really hoping for her to be mine," Taehyung tried to joke. "Maybe even become part of the family. Remember?" I thought back to when Taehyung joked about marrying me back on the beach when we had that bonfire. Man, time as certainly flown by and now we were together. If you went back to talk to past Ona, she would laugh in your face about this.

"In your dreams." Jimin rolled his eyes again.

"Dreams seem to be a reality nowadays." Jungkook laughed, but when I nudged him, he shut his mouth immediately. The space between us was once again awkward and the silence so dense I could cut it with a knife. This situation seems to be good yet it still makes me feel as though I was hooked a ball and chain, dragged by Jimin's commandment. I didn't think I would be able to feel closure at all.

"Have fun on your date." Taehyung smiled before grabbing both mine and Jungkook's arm, dragging us away like two bad kids that just had major tantrums. I caught a glimpse of Jimin's face going red from Taehyung's remark.

Once in the clear, we all let out a deep sigh as we began walking in a slow pace, moving as though weights were attached to our ankles. I knew we were all thinking of the comment Jimin made and knew he was serious. I will say, I am tired of keeping this a secret like Taehyung, but dealing with my brother seemed like a scary situation I didn't want to put into.

"That was...something." Jungkook finally broke the silence.

"It's a step," I shrugged, grabbing Taehyung's hand as I saw him furrowing his brows and staring hard at the ground as if it was an unusual thing to see. "Tae, what's going on?" I asked him because, honestly, that face wasn't something I don't see often.

Taehyung came to a stop, pulling me back and having Jungkook stop as well to stare at him, trying to understand what his Hyung is thinking once more.

"I can't do this anymore." He shook his head, removing his hand from mine to run both hands down his face.

"What do you mean?" I asked. Oh God, what was he implying, I was feeling so nervous from how quick Taehyung's mood seemed to change and I was not a fan of it.

"Keeping us a secret," He looked at me, desperation in his tired eyes. "I thought I was but now...I'm tired of it. I think we should just tell him."

I wanted to agree with that suggestion since it's something I have been dying to do, but reminding myself of Jimin's fury was more of a push to keep this hidden. "I-I don't know. He'll be mad, Taehyung." I rubbed my arm as he sighed.

"We can't do this forever. I mean, some day this will have to come out. It's going to be weird when he gets a "Save The Date" card from us or when he becomes an uncle or something," I actually have no words for something like this. Taehyung just mentioned us getting married and having children and I don't even think he realized that. Sometimes his rants are endless or don't have meaning. I feel like it's both mixed in one. "I think he should know I am in love with his sister."

"He might get angry." Jungkook told him. Like I said, he was smart.

"I know that," Taehyung slumped his body against the store near us. I pursed my lips, removing his beanie from my head, feeling the warmth the sun inserted into the fabric, as I placed it lightly on his head. I fixed it to make sure it was evenly sat to make his fringe smooth and perfect as I knew that's how he liked it. From that gesture, he looked up at me, almost as if a kid would to their elders when they wanted something badly. "I want everyone to know how much I love you instead of keeping this between the three of us."

"You're not nervous about what my brother might say?" I asked him. Heck knows I am. I loved my brother, with all of my heart, and we always had this bond that was unbreakable, but his anger was something that terrified me. I always thought it was scarier than earthquakes or storms as it seemed to come with it's own destruction. His anger was a chaotic mess on its own.

"If it means expressing my love for you, no." He shook his head, one of his hands placing itself on my cheek and I could feel my heart slowing down to become calmer.

I was expecting Jungkook to make some sort of disgusted gag, but he remained quiet, looking at passing cars or the clear sky to keep him away from the conversation.

"Why must you be cheesy even in serious moments?" I smiled a little, making a chain reaction as he did one too.

"It's what you do to me." He leaned forward, slowly kissing my lips, making me feel as though I was in heaven yet when I remembered that Jungkook was still with us, I could feel my face heating and I pushed Taehyung back to create enough space.

"Do you think Baekhyun could help?" I asked him. I knew Taehyung trusted his cousin and maybe even with something like this. Maybe we could settle this with some help from him, not saying I knew what would happen.

"The only thing he would suggest would be to say it right to Jimin's face which is actually tempting." He shrugged.

"Say what?" We all froze in our spots: Jungkook looking at cars, me leaning near Taehyung, and Taehyung with his hand on my cheek. Oh God, what a sight. I bet this wasn't something he was expecting to see.

I looked over to see Jimin standing there, his eyes narrowed at the two of us as the girl next to him was looking just as nervous as Taehyung, Jungkook, and I. It was like we were caught red handed, about to be lectured about why this is bad.

"Jimin, it's none of our business." The girl said, trying to bring him with her, but he stayed put as if the concrete was stuck to his shoes.

"She's my sister. I have a right to know." Jimin looked between Taehyung and I once more.

"Exactly. Like you said, I am your sister," I moved back, facing my brother with any ounce of confidence I could muster up. "Not your daughter, remember? I'm also an adult. I can make my own decisions."

"I know that. But I don't know if I follow you exactly?" Jimin raised an eyebrow, tempting me to just spill the beans on everything like my life depended on it.

Silence engulfed us like a tsunami. We were drowning in our own tension. I didn't know where to start or how to begin with such a thing like this. Today was going so well with Tae and mine's flirty remarks, Jungkook's annoyed comments like usual, and the bubble tea I craved. Now, it seems like a street intervention for the brutally in love and insanely in denial patients. I was sure this would make tv more interesting for everyone.

"I-It's nothing." I gave him a small smile as I shrunk under his stare, feeling the confidence I let build up become grain-sized.

"We're dating."

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Sorry for not updating in so long! I have been dealing with personal things but hopefully this makes up! This chapter was an uncertainty for me as the climax of it was basically a "winging it" lay out for me. I didn't know how I would lead up to the moment at the end, but I think I did well.

Oh man, Jimin is going to be furious...or maybe not? Maybe it will become better?