things are happening people, things are happening !!
song for this chapter: Nirvana by ELLIANA

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JOY

It was around three in the afternoon when I finally arrived at the library to meet up with Jungkook.

I was still too nervous to show up at Namjoon's dorm. Before even that, I was anxious to text or call him. To tell the truth, I was hoping he'd come to me first. Technically, I didn't do anything to offend him last night which meant it was his fault.

He'd never mention it, but I knew Jungkook had talked to my boyfriend about it. After I'd gone home and Taegan shortly after, she told me she'd seen Jungkook back at the party talking to a drunk Namjoon and causing a pretty big scene — nothing to top me vomiting, though.

But it was sweet having him stick up for me. It was like he said when he labeled himself my "guy friend".

"First order of business, as your official guy friend. We have to be there for each other. No matter what."

I remember telling him it was cringe. But now that he actually stuck to his words ...

"Joy!" Jungkook waved me down when I entered the library. He stood next to the front desk where the young librarian was. It looked like they were talking prior to my arrival.

Why am I not surprised that Jungkook is buddies with the librarian?

"Meet Seokjin. Or Jin." Jungkook shrugged. "The librarian."

His face was flawless. Like actually stunning. I almost couldn't take my eyes off of him.

"Yeah, I know, but quit staring." Seokjin swat his hands in front of my face and I blinked then smiled.

Jungkook laughed and I glanced at his smile. The lighthearted noise that came out of his mouth warmed my heart.

"So you're the girl friend?"

"Oh hell no—Wait I mean yes but it's not like—" I was a babbling mess and I don't even know where these flutters came from when I saw Jungkook staring at me.

He rolled his eyes before saying, "Yeah this is her but you forgot to add the spoiled brat part."

"Cut that shit out! I'm not spoiled." I hit his arm but ended up hurting my own hand (didn't expect any muscle to be there).

"You call me a spoiled brat one more time and it's your fucking neck." I whined and sucked on my injured pinky.

"Sucking on wounds don't help anything."

"Know-it-all." I grimaced and took a step as to try and threaten him.

"She-devil." Jungkook retaliated by taking one too.

"Loser."

"Dork."

"Freak!" I covered my mouth realizing what I had just called him.

But he didn't seem to care when he smirked and took the last step between us. "Spoiled. Brat." He smiled wickedly, towering over me and I didn't realize how close our faces were until he exhaled and I felt it on my lips.

I pushed Jungkook away and I swear I heard Jin let out a breath he'd been holding for me.

I turned away. "Asshole, where's my lunch?"

Jungkook laughed. "We're going to go get it right now."

"I want a brownie." I turned to Seokjin, resting my chin on my hand with a smile as I asked in a sweet tone, "Want anything? Jungkook's paying."

Seokjin mirrored my pose but stared at Jungkook instead.

"Make it two brownies."

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"I shouldn't have eaten all those brownies." I whined as I held my stomach on the way to the entrance.

Seokjin ended up joining Jungkook and I for lunch outside the library. We chatted and I understood why Jungkook was so fond of the librarian. He was charming and funny and an overall great guy. It was starting to make me wonder if Swan Academy only enrolled people with good looks and great charm.

I mean, come on, they enrolled me.

After lunch, Seokjin said goodbye and went back to his shift at the library while Jungkook and I finished some homework together. Then once the sun set, we decided it was time to head back.

Jungkook pushed open the tall doors of the building and the fresh breeze of autumn kissed our faces. I soaked in the nice weather of the evening before facing Jungkook.

"Have you said anything to Namjoon yet?" Jungkook put his hands in his pockets.

I shook my head. "I'm not apologizing until he comes to me." I crossed my arms. "Actually, I have nothing to apologize for."

Jungkook chuckled. "You guys will figure it out."

I frowned and before I knew it I was clinging onto him with my arms.

"Thanks for being by me through this," I said.

He put his arms around me, hugging me back. Jungkook started to sway back and forth and I smiled against his chest. He pulled his arms away and grabbed onto my hand, twirling me as an attempt to make me laugh.

And I did.

Jungkook let go of my hand and shrugged. "What are best guy friends for?"

I giggled. "That has such a weird ring to it." I turned around to start walking but paused in my tracks.

He was here.

He was right there.

Did he see Jungkook and I? Why do I feel guilty it's not like I cheated.

"Namjoon!"

He turned the corner and I shook my head, turning around. "Jungkook, I—"

"Go." Jungkook nodded, his face seemed to force a smile.

That was all I needed to hear before taking off. I turned the corner and ran after Namjoon, calling out his name. A raindrop fell on my nose and I looked up at the sky while a few more drops fell on my face.

He stopped at the crosswalk, turning around to lock eyes with me. His face was full of unbelief. I ran up to where he was and caught my breath.

The rain was coming down now.

"I mess up once and all of a sudden my best friend is your whole world?" Namjoon semi-shouted over the sound of rushing cars. "I was waiting for you at your dorm then your roomie told me you were out with him!" He threw his hand forward.

"I get it. You're upset. I'm sorry," I said firmly. "But am I the only one who needs to apologize here?"

"Oh gee, let me think. Does it have to do with anything from last night?"

I scoffed. "Really, Namjoon? You're going to do that? Don't be a smart ass right now."

The light turned red and Namjoon turned around, beginning to walk through the crosswalk. "I wasn't the one spending the whole day with my boyfriend's best friend!"

I followed him. "At least he cared to check up on me after last night!"

"Oh right, cause you throwing up is my fault."

"If you had just been with me!—"

"You were the one who walked away!" He threw his hands back in my direction. We were both drenched at this point. 

I turned around as a car rushed by, parallel to Namjoon and I. "Because you have shitty friends but you're too damn blind to see it."

"Oh my—" Namjoon took a breath. "I'm sorry okay? Is that what you want?"

Tears burned the brim of my eyes and I turned around. I said softly, "Yes, Namjoon. I wanted an apology. And," I paused as I tried to collect myself. "And I want you, Namjoon. I want us. I want this to work. But you keep making me feel like it won't."

I hugged myself as a tear rolled down my face and I turned around to face him again. His head was turned down.

"I love you," I stated and he looked up, our eyes  locking. "And I'm scared because I do. I'm scared to lose you now, even more than I was when we first started dating."

I heard Namjoon take a step forward before I felt his hands on my arms. "I'm sorry. With everything in me I'm apologizing right now for my behavior last night. I have no excuse for it." He shook his head, then his finger met my chin and lifted my head.

He kissed my forehead then my nose and I let out a sob. Then he kissed my cheek where a tear fell, trailing his lips down to where my lips were. Namjoon hesitated before gently touching his lips to mine. Just a small peck before pulling away.

But I needed more.

I pulled him by the collar of his shirt and kissed him with full force. The rain flew in between our faces, trickling down our bodies. He grabbed my waist, pushing me against him.

Our emotions were put on display as our lips danced in the rain, never letting go of each other.

A car honked and I pulled away, gasping when I saw the green light. But Namjoon had already grabbed my hand and raced to the other side of the street.

"I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry. Everything I said last night, the way I was," Namjoon shook his head. "I was the shitty one. And I..." Namjoon gulped and took a breath in. "I love you. I love you more than anything. I never want to see you hurt or-or broken. I never want to be the cause of that, either."

I hit his chest but laughed. "You're a terrible boyfriend."

Namjoon smiled and I realized how beautiful he was. "I know. I'm working on becoming better." He kissed my cheek. "For you. Because I love you."

I smiled, hard, and pulled him close, kissing him once more.

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