➪ꏳꀍꍏᖘ 011

Seated next to Bang Chan,slurping a warm cup of ramen wasn't something I've ever pictured myself doing.
Life's full of surprises they say,but how far can a suprise go when Jungkook was sat next to me,cross legged as he listened tentatively how Chan described a boy named Jeongin?

I could only stare in fascination.
The raise of his brows, elegant and colored sleek black.The pink tint to his stuffed cheeks after a couple soju shots,to the glistening against his pink lips.Lips that I imagine we're as soft and tasteful as they looked. Tilted up into a relaxed smile as he and Chan went on discussing the perks and benefits of his relationship.

When I said they'd become new found friends,I didn't expect them to take it to this level,nor as quick as they'd had.
It being the last night we would spend in the hotel before moving it the apartment,and assistant and boss seemed as if they'd been childhood best friends.

Bickering over the simplest things, which was what I had walked into after being invited via text for ramen.
When Chan invited me though,I thought it would just be me and him,as it seemed we had the common disliking towards to his boss.
It seemed I've lost him to the wolf's though,with how he'd grown so comfortable as to where he responded with a casual Jungkook (not yet kook) when conversing with my nemesis.

And now,why did I feel the epitome of excluded from bro time?
Was this even bro time?
Was I seen as a bro, even though I had no cock to whore around?
(What I assume men discuss amongst other bro's in there ugly,stuffed man caves.)

"So what,you've been in a relationship with him for nearly a year then?"
Jungkook asked,and he seemed genuinely curious for someone who could never seem as if he was paying attention more than five minutes.

"Yeah, couldn't have been happier actually."
Sighed Chan dreamily.

"Wait,but what is actually so good about being commited to someone though?
Aren't you scared of being disappointed?"
As soon as the words leave my mouth, exposing my distrust of relationships and the value of what they could actually hold,I'm filled with regret because it seemed I soured the sappy mood of talking about being in love.

"No,not when you've been committed to said person as long as I have.
When you've occured in the most vulnerable situations and toughed it out togheter.
When you've learned to trust and adapt to not caring only for yourself,but one another as well.
I can't explain it accurately enough, I guess,but it feels nice."
I found his explanation quite jarring,and spying Jungkook gaze on me,I couldn't exactly showcase my confusion.

I would not portray the art of me not being able to understand the quality of being committed,of being able to trust someone that much to be okay with  showing vulnerability,nor trying to trust not getting hurt.

"What? You scared of something as little as commitment, Darling?"
Jungkook asks,and although it's assumed to taunt and traitor me,there's this curiousity etched fairly underneath,and I didn't know why.
I didn't want to know why.

"No,just never occurred in a situation worthy of my commitment.
If we're talking about romance that is."

"Would you ever be willing to try if the right person shows up?"
He asks,Chan becoming awfully silent,not having uttered a word as of yet.

"Do I have to answer that?"
I ask panicked,eyes darting between them while wishing I could be anywhere else than in this conversation.

"No.
Was just a question."
He says.

"I-
I don't know,but most probably not."
I answer him,not bothering to look up from my cup of ramen. Instead just opting remove myself from the floor and making my way back to the kitchen.

I'm not aware of being followed,but when throwing the left overs of my dinner (which had been much by the way) there's a tap to my shoulder,and I turn around to meet the curiosity that was etched in Chan eyes.

"Commitment issues?"

"You followed me in here just for that?"
I asked,brows knitted into a frown.

"Yes,and no.
Yes because,well damn.
No, because Jungkook's mood just flattened to a zero,I think he's mouth is going to be settled into that pout for the rest of the evening.
You just had to be blunt as you've been, didn't you?"
He says.

"How come it's me, didn't you trigger him with yo shit talk about love or some?"
I ask, leaning against the counter ,as he went about in the kitchen.

"I don't know.
Gathering when you joined in, something must've happened."

"You saying it's my fault?"

"No."
At that I narrow my eyes,it definitely seeming as if he did.

"Okay maybe, but didn't you notice the way his face fell at the exposure if you're distrust in relationships?"

"Huh?"

"I feel sorry for you two."
He chuckled before making his way back out of the kitchen,and leaving me staring confused at his backside.
Man had an ass,one that couldn't go without noticing.

But I'm still troubled by his so called sympathy for me and Jeon,for some reason.
Just what in the hell had he been talking about?

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Third one for the week!
I'm legit so hyped and excited for Arielle and Jungkook's rewritten journey.

𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓.
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