Jisoo's POV

"You really are so stubborn, unnie," I laughed as I heard Jennie's voice over the phone.

I went out to buy a few stuff and I didn't tell the girls about it nor have anyone to accompany me.

Now Jennie realizes it probably after seeing my manager at the office. I almost forgot Jennie is recording and our individual managers stay at the office when we don't have a schedule. 

Lisa had a photoshoot and Chaeyoung was probably already home after her tv show recording.

The girls had been so busy and it was my time to get a rest after my schedule got so full the past week.

And then I decided to be a daredevil and go out.

I was simply wearing just a pair of denim shorts paired with a blue shirt that I tucked in, white sneakers, and a mask covering my face. A large spectacle was on my eyes and I didn't bother wearing a cap.

After years of being an idol, I realized you attract even more attention when you wear pure black clothes. I mean, yeah, black clothes from top to bottom, a cap, and a face mask, with your hair in purple, right. That doesn't really automatically scream idol but people check you out. 

"Don't even think about telling the girls about this. I don't wanna stress Chaeyoung," I mouthed. Jennie is such a nagger. She's like our mom, basically one of the reasons why her and Tae initially broke up. It was all because of her over-protectiveness towards us. People think it was me but it's Jennie all along. She'll probably stress herself about the fact that I am out alone.

I shouldn't have answered her call until I get home. But then again, I knew she'd be even more worried if I didn't. Also, I don't wanna stress Chaeyoung even more as the whole drama of people finding out about Ashton recently happened and it hasn't been months since they formally introduced their child to the public.

"I didn't okay, at least not to them," she answered and my brows furrowed, my free hand immediately leaving the coat I was inspecting from the racks. I was inside a clothing store when Jennie called.

"What do you mean, 'at least not to them'?" I asked though a lot of things started coming off my mind.

"Well..." she hesitated and I had a hunch on what she was talking about.

"You didn't..." I whispered. My eyes started wandering around me,  scared at the possibility of what I was thinking maybe is true nor possible.

"You didn't answer on my first call! What do you expect me to do?" she panicked and I sigh.

"Sometimes I wonder if both our groups have solid loyalty," I chuckled.

It's true though. We basically had been together for so many years, now we can't classify loyalties of each other.

Yoongi will always be loyal to his friendship with Chaeyoung and Lisa is loyal to Hoseok. I mean, we were groupmates but if it's for the sake of any of us, we rattle at the right moment. And I think this was the moment when Jennie proves her loyalty to Yoongi rather than to me.

I heard her chuckle on the other line. "Goodluck on getting scolded unnie," she managed to tease before ending the call.

No matter how much Yoongi and I deny our relationship, by this time, everyone knew not to trust our words.

According to Jimin, our words are all bullshit denying our relationship when each of them had caught us once or twice sneaking from each other's room, which I can't deny.

Plus, the last time Yoongi and I broke up, Yoongi had to beg on his knees so I would take him back, and that's in front of both our members.

Imagine how hard it was for everyone. The boys were shocked and they can't believe Yoongi would beg on both his knees. Well, neither can I.

It was a long fight. I was hurt. The fact that Yoongi always keeps the troubles concerning both of us to himself bothered me and I broke up with him, yet again.

And even after he begged, I didn't take him back, just not that time.

I'm already used to the fact of us breaking up and getting back together. It's tiring but whenever something happens, I find myself engulfed in a hug, on his arms.

I just love and though it's painful at most times, I'd rather live with the pain than slowly kill myself for it.

It's not healthy and I know there are still things that Yoongi doesn't share with me.

Lately, I been having nightmares. I wasn't sure what they were but it always starts with the two of us being happy and ends with me making him leave. It was always as if I was the one hurting him and he would always beg on his knees.

It feels so weird and when I told him that one time, he suddenly looked so pale and hugged me. He told me to stop thinking about it.

Just then, I felt my phone vibrating and like what my gut had told me earlier, it wasn't even five minutes and Yoongi is calling me.

I hate Jennie.

"You do realize what you're doing now is dangerous and you can get yourself into trouble, right?" he voiced out the moment I answered the call. I didn't know if I should laugh or what in the end, I giggled. I can clearly picture him pouting.

I knew he'd call and will scold me. Then he'd ask me to go home.

"I know. But don't worry, I'll go home really soon," I told him and I heard him sigh.

"I love you..." I whispered, in hopes to calm him down.

I bit my lower lip.

Did I make him smile?

"Gi-chi?" I whispered when I didn't hear him respond. What is he doing? I'm hearing footsteps and his slow breathing.

Just then,  I was startled when I felt a hand wrapped around my waist, I almost scream in surprise only to stop myself when I smell his all too familiar perfume. He seldom uses one but when he does, he uses the one I gave him as a gift.

I dropped the call and turned around.

"Yah! What are you doing here?" I whisper shouted. My eyes caught his attire and I almost cursed upfront. He's basically screaming idol. "And how the hell did you find me?" I asked but it didn't take long until I realized that Yoongi had probably changed my phone's setting long before so he knows my whereabouts.

Like every day, he looks so exhausted. I knew that had a shoot.

"Why are you here? Don't you have a schedule or something?" I asked as I pull him out of the clothing store. Our hands clasped together and I can't help but get nervous. There aren't a lot of people in this place but it not a guarantee that no one will recognize us.

"It's done. We just have a recording," he mumbled and I stopped from my tracks and turned towards him.

"And you still went here?" I scolded him and he raised his eyebrow.

"Says someone who just went put without a bodyguard or a manager with her. I'd say that's very brave of you but that's a suicide," he hissed and I pouted. Thank God I still have my face mask on so he can't see.

"Fine. I'll go home," I whispered. I was about to turn my heels and leave when he grabbed my wrist pulling me back and engulfing me in a hug. My heart almost leaps out of my chest in surprise.

"Yah, what are you doing? Someone might see us," I told him but he just hummed. My heart was hammering inside my chest as he rested his face at the crook of my neck, our body slowly swaying sideways.

"I love you too," he whispered and I remember uttering the words earlier when we were on the phone.

His breathing was calm but mine wasn't. What we are doing right now is so dangerous.

"Yoongi,  we need to go..." I whisper but he didn't budge.

Shit.

"You know, I haven't taken you out on a date for so long. Don't you miss the food we use to have?" he suddenly asks and I watch as he pulled away from me a little, our eyes meeting along the process.

I can't believe this. Is he really telling me that we'll go on a date?

"You're joking," I whispered. It's not possible. It's been years since we last went out on a date. He was always careful so I never thought we'd actually have a chance like this ever.

I saw his eyes formed a smile and I jumped on him in excitement.

His laughter echoed while his hands were wrapped around me for support.

"I'm not Boo bear. We're going to have a date and we'll go anywhere you want us to go. Do you like that?" he asked and I nodded vigorously.

He smiled once again before pulling me for a hug.

"Anything to make the love of my life happy," he whispered.

I fucking love my Yoongi.