Chapter One
"Let's get a divorce," Jungkook blurred out randomly.
My whole world came tumbling right down. Was I hearing him right? I gulp and place my cup filled with clear water onto the wooden table.
"A-Are you joking?" I laugh nervously, afraid that it was true.
He sighs and takes out paperwork in front of me. They were actual divorce papers. I stare at the sheet of white with writings along the lines of shares. I bite my lips in complete shock. I didn't want to believe Jungkook would do this.
"Why? How? When?" I started questioning lifting my head up from looking at the papers.
I give a saddened look with tears brimming my eyelids. He grabs the seat across the dining table and sits down. He crosses his hands together and looked straight into my sorrowful eyes. I felt so rejected and melancholic. I've never felt this hurt before.
"I'm sorry, Jiyung, I—"
"I want to know, please, just tell me," My tears started to flow right down my pale cheeks.
My eyes start to become puffy and red. I grip onto the papers almost as if I was trying to rip them. Actually, I wanted to rip them. I wanted to rip the papers into billions of pieces. I wanted to be happy again, with Jungkook. As we used to say it, Mr. and Mrs. Jeon.
"I fell for someone else," He started with concern dripping from his tone.
"Who? How?" I continue my questioning.
"My...secretary, Lee EunAe. S-She just— I fell for her personality and everything about her," He grits his teeth while looking away since he couldn't bear to see my wet face.
He knows I'm hurt. His face is all the evidence I need to show.
"W-When do you want them?" I asked another question, but towards the divorce papers.
"Can I get them...next week?" He nonchalantly says; seeming not caring about my feelings now.
I nod and watch him get up from the seat in front of me. He walks over to his stuff and starts packing all he needs. He was softly humming to himself not giving a care to the world. His feelings for me were now strangers. He didn't seem to care that I was crying my heart out as he had his back turned back on me while he packed. How could someone be so stone cold as him? Did he even love me in the first place? Was he even sincere with his words? Were his feelings fake?
I grip my chest as I suffice more tears from peaking down my eyes. My gaze just stuck on his perfectly aligned and structured back. His footsteps hit the wooden boards of the floor once he was done with his basic items. He looked back and gave a slight smile before leaving the dining area and into...the bedroom we used to share. I look away from his disappearing body and back at the white sheets of paper. My tears slowly crawled down my face and onto the piece of paper. The droplets of my salty tears hit the thin sheet wetting the blank whiteness of the paper. What did I ever do to deserve such misery? What did I ever do to deserve this punishment? What did I ever do?
I get up and walked down the hallways leading to the backyard of the two-story house. Photos in frames were hung up on the wall. The faces of the person that loved me. The faces of the person I still love. I could never replace Jungkook's love for someone else's. He gave me so much love, affection, attention, basically everything a healthy relationship needed. But it had to be stomped and crushed by his new lover. Lee EunAe. I stop at one certain photo of Jungkook and I. We looked so happy. We looked so perfect together. We looked happy forever. Somehow that forever was never meant to last for us though.
I sigh as tears just continue to slide down my delicate skin. The more the think about it, the more I want to just turn back time and stop Lee EunAe from stealing my life away. My life with Jungkook.
Lee EunAe was my dorm roommate back in university. We went to the same school but had different courses of course. We were friends until graduation day. We departed from each other since she was planning to get hired in the United States. I had to go back to Seoul and find a job of my own. That's when I met Jungkook. That pretty boy that took my heart. He melted my heart with everything he did back then. He still does.
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"Hey, Jiyung!" I hear my friend, Kim Taehyung yell from afar.
I look away from my co-workers and turn to look at him. He comes running up to me then stops when he arrives. His hands held his knees and he bent his back in a way to slowly steady his heartbeat.
"There's this festival happening just not far from here, I was wondering if you would like to come and meet some of my best friends," He smiles with his cute box smile.
He had made my day better already. My frown turned into a smile. A big smile. I grab his shoulders making him stop his smiling. He looks on both of shoulders and then back to me. His face was just plain confusion. I understood why.
"I'd love to," I reply with a warm tone.
He heaved a sigh and pretends to be thankful that I agreed. I would agree to everything he would say though. I laugh at his joking manner and we walk out together.
"So are they males or females?" I wondered out loud.
"All males, hope you don't mind!" He mutters as he twiddled with his fingers.
I snicker at his shyness. He was shy because he never had female friends, except for me. I was the one who came up to him and asked him if he wanted to be my best friend. He agreed to jump everywhere. Best day. I smile at the memory back then.
"I don't mind at all, how many of them are there?" I continue on with my wondering.
He licks his lips and puffed his cheeks out before answering, "Six."
"You know that's not bad, I could care less even if there were seventeen of them," I pat his back reassuring him that it was okay.
He nervously laughs as we both continue our journey to our cars.
"Uhm, well, Jiyung?" He gulped as he avoided my gaze.
"Hm?"
"Well...it's today," He timidly said.
I tilt my head and thought of why he would want me to go today. Right! It's my birthday! Oh my, I almost forgot about my own birthday. I mentally slap myself and shook my head in a disapproving manner.
"Will you be able to go?"
I stop tormenting myself and nod, "I can! Don't worry, my parents would understand that I'd rather celebrate my birthday with my best friends."
He sighs a good sigh. We just let our feet lead us to our vehicles, but before that Taehyung stopped. I had my eyes closed as I continue my path.
"Jiyung?"
I stop and open my eyes. I look to my left to see Taehyung not there. This time I look behind me and see him standing there with six good looking men. I'm pretty sure they were gods. One man stood out. He hid behind all the men including Taehyung. His head popped out from between two of the men to make him noticeable.
I giggle to myself as he had a red blush dusted on his cheeks bones. His features were beyond what a normal male had. These men were everything a woman would want.
"These are my best friends, meet Bangtan!" Taehyung gave jazz hands to represent them.
"Bangtan?" I question at such a name.
"It's our gang's name," He explains.
"Who are all of them?"
"Min, meet Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, and Jeon Jungkook!" His joy was out of this world at the moment.
He was overjoyed that I got to meet his best friends for the first time. I wave and give a smile as they wave back. Though Jeon Jungkook didn't wave or even look at me. He seemed too shy.
"Is he shy?" I point to the boy that was looking at the ground.
"Oh, Jungkook! Say hello to my best friend!" Taehyung demands.
He jumps back and looks up to finally meet my doe eyes. We hadn't realized that we were staring at each other for a long time. I step back into reality and give a special wave and smile towards his way. He waves right back and smiles a cute bunny smile. His two front teeth made him seem like a bunny. It was so cute.
"Let's go go go!" Taehyung jumps as the crew and I walk beside, and behind each other.
As we were walking a light tap was placed on my touched. I looked beside me and see Jungkook staring into my soul. His eyes were gleaming. Beautiful.
"I'm sorry about earlier," He scratches his back with his eyes avoiding mine once again.
"It's fine, I understand why—"
"W-We went to the same university," He interrupts.
I give a confused look and tilt my head. Then the realization hit me. He did go to university.
"I-I was wondering if...if you would like to be my girlfriend?"
I was for sure shocked. I let a few seconds of silence run by before I answered his confession.
"For sure, Mr. Shy Boy," I winked.
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