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3| Ms Right

Realisation hit me harder than my mother's flip flop.

He's the one whom I kicked. I thought and started panicking.

The moment we made eye contact, I hid my face and he hid his crotch.

Taehyung's glare shifted from Jungkook to me who tried to hide behind the menu of the cafe. "Uh... Something happened between you two?"

"I might have kind of... kicked him a little bit," I caught a sneak peek of Jungkook who desperately dismissed any eye contact with him. "...in the balls."

"You... You... What? Why—" He choked on the air while looking at an angel named Jungkook who still reached out to me for the sake of his friend.

"Please don't be scared of me. I don't do that on daily basis—I have never kicked men—what the hell am I saying?" I had a private talk with myself a little too loud and his expression tensed. "I swear I'm not psycho..."

"I'm trying my best to trust you..." He trailed off, finding opportunities to attack Jungkook with sympathy but the embarrassed guy kept looking away. "Anyways, we'll get going. If you get to any decision, call me up." 

I nodded slightly at the sudden topic change. It saved me some embarrassment. I watched him holding Taehee's forearm and guiding her forward. She confusedly turned to look at me. "What about Eomma?"

"Unlike you, I'm not five years old. I don't get to do whatever I want to do..." I lost the purpose of my speech amidst the heartfelt rants. "What I mean is, I have some work so I'll stay back. Bye, girlie~"

"What's up with her, dada?" Taehee gave a disgusted look at my sight and my brain added some sweet curses after the cringey girlie.

"Let's go, Taehee." Taehyung quickly said before she could further question my originality. The trio made a beeline to the exit.

Yumi walked in right after they left. "Y/N, sorry for being late. You know what kind of bitch our boss was! Like how is he the boss? A child could handle things better than him." She started ranting about her and my former boss whilst massaging her shoulders. She can even forget to breathe while bitching and it worries me greatly. "Anyways, newsflash, my dear friend miserably failed to get employed for the tenth time... May I know the reason?" She stopped for a second after realising I was not interested in her ranting. "Y/N? Y/N! Are you dead?" She questioned while violently shaking me.

"Who said I lost a job?" A seriousness settled on my facial features which caught her off guard. "Well, I want to tell you something important."

Taehyung specifically asked me not to tell anyone about this. The next thing you know is me almost doing a stage show about everything for my best friend to know.

10 minutes later...

"It sounds so fictitious..." she folded her hands over her chest while nodding her head. "Whatever, I know my greedy friend won't deny unless she's crazy." She scoffed.

"Of course not. Like for my entire life? Think about Jin." I said the first thing that popped in my head even when I knew I didn't give two shits about his existence.

"Y/N, are you fucking kidding me? Did he think about you before fucking cheating on you? You don't have any kind of relationship with Jin. You both are separated." She was fuming with anger. Jin and Yumi had mutual hatred towards each other. She always told me that he wasn't the man I deserved but I was blindly in love with him so I never took her words seriously. "Some people are like clouds. When they leave it's a happy day again and...Jin falls in that category, Y/N."

3 months ago...

"Look, Y/N, I can explain." He grabbed my wrist with one hand while with the other one he was setting his messy dark locks, all with his usual attitude as if getting caught wasn't something big.

Our eyes met but mine shifted down to his neck. "Keep your explanations to yourself, Seokjin. You always lied and you are ready to lie once again... I hate it... I-I hate you." My screams turned into sobs as I eyed the reddish-purple, newly made mark present on his collar bone.

Just when I was about to run away, he stuck his leg out, making me fall. He rolled his eyes while laughing at my scared little figure.

After squatting down to my level, he leaned in enough to let me have the new scent he wore and it wasn't his scent. He smelled probably like that girl. "So someone's begin over smart here, huh?" He smirked at how my body was giving up as he leaned closer and closer. "Go ahead, I want to see what a clumsy cry baby like you can do. Useless shit." He muttered the last few words right next to my ears making sure that a shiver went down my spine.

"Oppa." The girl he had been caught with hesitantly walked out of our bedroom, wearing Jin's shirt. "Is everything fine?" She asked trying to pull down his shirt to cover her thighs.

"Perfectly fine." He scoffed before leaving my body with a slight jerk.

I watched him walk to our room without sparing a glance. My brain played the pictures of the scene I had witnessed. One thing I was sure of was, I had been cheated and there was no getting back to him.

Present...

I rolled my eyes while trying to push the thoughts away and focus on the current situation. "I still need some time to think about it and all the consequences..."

"Oh, please, shut your not so pretty mouth up. He's ready to pay you whatever you wish for. Do you want him to dance naked for you now?" She smacked my head with her handbag.

"Yeah, yeah, Ms Right." I overrated her existence with an adjective she didn't deserve.

30 minutes later...

After ordering some snacks and deciding on splitting the bill but eventually Yumi paid it all, we drove back home.

Yumi unlocked the door with the keys she had. "Bye, Yumi! I am going to sleep. My brain requires to take a tad bit of rest. Too much work for my poor brainie." I carelessly moved and got my leg hit with the furniture but that didn't stop me from moving to my room.

Look, that's how determined I am! These companies are run by psychos who reject me.

"Though I know you are the pure definition of hopelessness but still~." She stopped to yawn. Honestly, she looks like a hybrid of a hippo while yawning. "When will you call that... umm... What was his name, again?" She asked showing symptoms of short term memory loss.

"Taehyung." I reminded her.

"Yeah, Taehyung. When will you contact that Ta-Ta—sorry, I am bad with names. When will you call that T guy ?" She took off her heels and headed to the shoe rack to nicely place them there.

"How about... never?" She didn't reply. Maybe because my volume was quite as low as the way I felt at that moment.

All my heart wished for was to bang my head on some wall in hopes to get some direction. With this, I started banging my head on the dining table.

Yumi looked at my state and rushed to my side. "What are you doing?" She asked worriedly, thinking that I must have sold my sense on a discount or maybe for free.

"I am so confused," I said on the verge of crying because my head was aching with all the confusion or maybe because of banging it.

"Who would miss a golden opportunity like this? But yeah, I know you're brainless. Please, carry on and bang your malfunctioning head until it finally starts working." She yelled right at my face before leaving me alone. It was better than having her around.

A few hours later...

I had been thinking about my life while trying to muster all the bits of courage to contact Taehyung. I was typing his number and then pressing the backspace key.

I have done this so many times that now I have memorized his number.

After contemplating more for next half an hour and after zillion times of typing and deleting the number, I finally pressed the green dial option.

Ring... ring... call declined.

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A/N:- Hey ya!
Guys, Y/N is potrayed as the type of person who cannot deal with kids well. There will be many such instances in future too so please... Don't hate on Y/N that much. Stay healthy and happy!

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