Quickly looking around to see if Chanyeol was around, you grabbed your phone from your bag and opened the message, trying to type as fast as you can before they come back.

Y/N:
I went to the grocery store to get something, I'll be there soon.

His reply comes fast.

JM:
Okay, don't be too long.

Once you read the message you type a quick 'okay', and put your phone back inside your bag.

You look outside again and see Chanyeol and Jungkook trying to calm Sana down. But not long after, she seems to have enough and leaves abruptly.

Once they are back inside, Chanyeol makes his way towards you, letting out a deep breath. "Are you okay?"

You force a small smile. "Yeah."

You look at the floor, thoughts overflowing your head. Many people said that Sana moved away, or that her father heard about what she did and forced her to leave the school. There were so many rumors that you didn't know which one to believe.

But for whatever reason, she came back, maybe she never left.

Jungkook comes into your view, carrying a small hand towel to clean the spilled coffee. "I hope she didn't hurt you, Y/N."

"Did you know she was here?"

"Yeah, she's in my class, but I didn't expect her to come here. You didn't know?"

You eyes open slightly. "No, I didn't, I thought she left somewhere else."

He shrugs, standing up straight. "She just started a few days ago, but she never said where she came from or anything. I don't think she ever left."

You sigh, standing from your seat and grabbing your purse. "I think I've had enough for today, I have to go home."

"You want me to take you home?" Jungkook grips the small towel, expecting your answer.

"It's okay, Jungkook, I'll take her." Chanyeol gives him a small smile.

Jungkook purses his lips, forgetting that Chanyeol was there. "Oh, okay."
His lips curve into a smile.

"Thank you, Jungkook." That's the last thing you say before you and Chanyeol are out of the café.

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After you say goodbye to Chanyeol, you enter your apartment, letting out a sigh as you remove your shoes.

You walk through the empty hall and into the kitchen, only to be greeted by Jimin leaning on the counter, his arms crossed and his head low.

"Hey." You tell him as you walk towards him, giving him a kiss, but he doesn't return it.

"Where were you?"

"Getting groceries-"

"You don't have anything with you." He cuts you off.

You swallow, not knowing what to say.

"Tell me, Y/N."

"I-I couldn't find what I was looking for."

Jimin rolls his eyes, not believing your excuse. "Forget it, I'm going to bed."

And he walks away, leaving you standing alone.

Jimin has never walked away from you like this. It makes you worry because, yes, you have your small fights but they're always resolved within a matter of hours. And he never gives you his back.

You walk behind him in fast steps, taking his wrist, forcing him to look at you.

"Jimin, what's wrong? You've never done this before."

"Nothing is wrong." He releases himself from you, walking into your shared bedroom and closing the door.

You turn around, putting your hands on your waist, trying to figure out what just happened.

This day is not going good at all.

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