Taehyung came to pick up Jungkook about ten minutes ago, leaving you at the club by yourself. You're sitting at the bar, eyeing the empty shot glasses.

And it hits you.

Where's Joy?

You get up from your seat and start to quickly and frantically search the establishment as you search for your friend that had tried to keep you from making any mistakes with Jungkook.

C'mon, Joy. Don't tell me you ditched me because I was stubborn earlier.

After searching every inch of the inside of the establishment, you let out a frustrated sigh before starting to walk towards the exit of the club. You decide to wait here for Joy, knowing that she surely wouldn't leave you here by yourself with a drunk Jungkook.

Right?

Standing to the side of the exit, your eyes examine every person that enters and exits the place, shoulders slumping as you don't see her after about fifteen minutes.

When you're about to give up, you see a pair of broad shoulders exiting the club with a woman in his arms.

Jin.

Your eyes widen as you start to approach the man without thinking, your hand extending out to touch the elbow of his arm that's wrapped around the woman's waist.

"Seokjin-" your mouth stays open as your jaw drops to the floor as he turns to face you, causing the woman to turn to you as well. "Joy?" you question.

She's smiling drunkenly as she allows her body to lean up against the tall build of the man. Seokjin smiles over at you as he notices it's you.

"Ah! Y/N! I haven't seen you in a while. How are you?" he asks while he keeps his arm wrapped around Joy's waist. His thumb gently starts rubbing up and down her side, causing her to flinch into him as she lets out a loud laugh.

"Seokjinnie! You're tickling me!" she exclaims as she laughs loudly, clearly too drunk to realize how loud she's being.

"I've been... good..." you trail off, the end of your sentence almost sounding like a question as you insinuate your confusion of this situation. You eye his arm around her waist before looking up at Seokjin. His eyes widen for a moment.

"Oh! You're the friend she was supposed to be helping?" he asks before face palming himself with his other hand. "Sorry, I kinda swept her away from you there, huh?" he says while letting out a nervous laugh.

Joy stares up at the man, happiness present in her eyes.

Huh, so when I was teasing her about having a crush on Seokjin, I was right?

You turn to Seokjin, who's nervously removing his arm from around her waist.

"Um... I'm really drunk, so I apologize for not being able to talk longer, Y/N," he states before leading Joy over to you as she stares up at the man, her smile turning into a frown as she sees the distance between the two of them. "I should get a cab and head to my place. It was nice seeing you, Joy," he states before bowing politely to you. "Y/N." he finishes before giving the two of you a wave as he makes his way out of the exit of the building.

"Joy?" you slowly let out, causing her to turn to you. Her smile comes back a little as she sees your face. She moves towards you, embracing you into a tight hug.

"Y/N," she drags out while resting her head onto your breasts. Her eyes start to close as she mumbles while everyone around you is oblivious to her drunk state, except for the people entering the club. "I like him." She says before letting out a happy sigh, attempting to smile up at you with her eyes still closed.

You let out a soft laugh as you stare down at her smile, which hardly looks like a smile at all. It looks like she's merely gritting her teeth, only exposing her teeth but not curving the corners of her mouth outward.

"I know." You sigh before removing her head from your breasts, making her stand up a little. Joy leans her full body weight against you as you make your way out of the club with her.

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After getting home from dropping Joy off at her hotel room, you're driving the rental car to your home, which you'll gladly return for her tomorrow morning.

She'll be returning home soon to get back to work, which leaves an empty feeling in your body.

You'll be all alone again, with no one to comfort you or eat ice cream with you.

Sighing, you stop by the nearest drive through coffee shop and decide to order a coffee to keep you awake long enough to make the drive home.

While in line, you hear your phone go off.

Unknown: Thanks for calling me when Jungkook was drunk. This is Taehyung.

You softly nod your head before responding as you wait in line behind the other cars in the drive through.

Y/N: No problem, make sure he doesn't have a hangover tomorrow.

Taehyung: I'll try my best.

Setting your phone down, you pull forward, get your coffee and start to drive home again.

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Upon arriving home, you still have half of the coffee left. Shutting the car door, you lock it before starting to walk up the front steps of your porch as you make your way towards the door.

It's about 2 in the morning and you're barely able to see anything as you walk up the steps.

Slowly and carefully trudging up the stairs, you freeze when your foot kicks something. Your breath catches in your throat as you feel the object starting to move.

Please don't be a murderer.

Reaching into your coat pocket, you start to fiddle with the pepper spray bottle. A familiar smooth voice lets out a soft "ouch" as you move your foot back away from the person.

"Jimin?" you question while furrowing your eyebrows. Shuffling with your hands in your pocket, you grab ahold of your cell phone and shine the flashlight feature on him. His arm reaches up to shield his eyes from the bright light as he squints his eyes. He's lying down on the second step closest to your front door.

"Ah," he lets out a soft yawn as he stretches his arms up, closing his eyes. "I guess I fell asleep waiting for you to get back." He states before sitting up straight on the step. Slowly lowering yourself, you start to plop down next to him.

It's this moment where you start to examine his outfit.

He's dressed in his realtor clothes. A navy-blue suit with loafers on. His hair is slicked back with gel, something that you've only seen once on him.

"Did you just get back from work?" you ask. Slowly, he nods his head before starting to rub his eyes. Turning the flashlight of your phone off, you look at the man.

"Yeah around," he looks down at his watch before realizing it's too dark to even be able to see the time. He softly laughs at himself before covering his face with one hand as he grows embarrassed. "I want to say I got home around forty-five minutes ago?" he ends his sentence with a question to show his uncertainty. "But I fell asleep probably like twenty minutes ago."

"Oh." You say quietly before looking away from his faint silhouette in the moonlight to look down at your shoes. "Why'd you wait for me to get home?"

"Wanted to make sure you made it home safely." you hear his voice say delicately. You can hear the hesitation at the end of his sentence, like he wanted to mention something else. Another reason why he sat here for about an hour waiting for you.

He's holding back.

"Was there another reason?" you softly question while starting to pick at a hangnail on one of your fingers.

He's quiet for a minute.

"I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to start coming back into the office next week. I didn't want you to be surprised by it." He states before softly sighing.

And here I was, being an idiot, thinking you'd try asking me to get back together.

You bite onto your lower lip to prevent yourself from letting out any sound of disappointment. Nodding your head slowly, you turn to the man.

The silhouette that the moon casts on his body only shows the outline of him. You can't see the look on his face, but you can see the way his nose softly slopes before dipping back up, accentuating his cute button nose. You can see the outline of his plump lips in the moonlight which makes you become nervous while speaking to him.

He looks good.

His outline looks good.

Who are you kidding? He looks fucking handsome.

You watch as Jimin slowly stands up, holding his hand out to you to help you stand up too. Placing your hand gently in his hands, you can't ignore the feeling of the sparks running through your body again.

It's like lightning striking from your palm where Jimin's hand is on your skin, trailing all the way up to your heart. Once the spark reaches your heart, you feel a momentary surge of butterflies spreading through your stomach before your heart drops after realizing that he isn't your boyfriend anymore. And it's your fault.

"So, you're okay with me going back to the office again?" he questions. You can see the faint sight of Jimin furrowing his eyebrows underneath the moonlight as he shows his concern for you and your mental health.

"Yeah, I'm okay with it," you say before giving Jimin a soft smile. "Thank you for coming to talk to me about it."

"Anytime, it's the mature thing to do, right?" he says before softly smiling as he releases your hand. You begin to walk up the steps towards your front door while Jimin stays on the second step. "Anyways, I'm going to head to bed now, it was a long day at work." You slowly nod your head and give him a soft wave as you watch him making his way down the porch steps, making a turn at the bottom of the steps as he makes his way towards his home.

"Goodnight, Jimin." You softly state, thinking he wouldn't hear you.

As you unlock the door and enter your home, Jimin pauses on the sidewalk, between your homes. He slowly places one foot behind the other, doing a spin to face your home as you turn the light of your home on. He has an eyebrow arched for a moment as the greeting escapes your lips.

A small smile is on his face as he stuffs his hands into his pockets.

Unlike you, he isn't nervous to say goodnight.

"Goodnight, Y/N." he says louder than you said it to make sure that you hear it. You pause, hand on the doorknob as you were ready to shut the front door and lock it. You softly grin to yourself and nod your head before waving at Jimin.

A soft blush is creeping onto your face as he turns back around and finishes his walk towards his house, opening and closing the door behind him.

Even when the two of you aren't together anymore, there's still this unspoken attraction to one another. Jimin still finds a way to subtly flirt with you.

Even while you're still regretting your decision of ending things with him.

Even while you're healing.

He finds a way.

***
My summer class isn't too bad. I have plenty of time to do the assignments and there's only 2 exams.

I've heard some... things... about Wayfair. I know that Wayfair said that these things are just rumors but...... that's a little sus.

For those of you who don't know what I'm talking about, there's rumors that there are these furniture items being sold on Wayfair named women's names like for example one would say "Jennifer" or something. It's been rumored that these pieces of furniture (cabinets I think?) are named after women because it's a sex trafficking thing. People believe this because the prices for these furniture items are ridiculously overpriced for just a cabinet. Although Wayfair has said there's no such things going on with those pieces of furniture... be careful.

Protests are still going on for the BLM movement. The news isn't broadcasting them but I check multiple different media sources to get news because I don't trust the news is showing me everything. I saw a picture of a black woman being put in a headlock at a protest by a cop, yet again. I don't know anything about this woman or if she suffered serious injuries but seeing the image was heartbreaking.

I've been seeing that Breonna Taylor's murderers still haven't been arrested. If you couldn't tell, this irritates me quite a bit.

I've been having a little bit of writers block on Chef's Kiss. However, it's okay because we still have a lot of chapters to upload for this story and I have like 30 written for Chef's Kiss, so there's time for me to get that flow back.

I love all of you. Be safe, stay healthy, wear a mask and wash your hands.

Kim 💗