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This was the first time to go to her house. It made him excited as well as nervous from what she said about having a lot of things to talk about. No words were spoken by either of them and the ride was all about silence.

Those two hopped off the car and walked into the small gate and towards the door. "This is my house, " Jihyun started awkwardly since no other words could be found to fit in.

A lot of things were going on her mind but she put them all aside for a while and welcomed him inside. It was already pretty late, so she initially assumed him to already had dinner but, soon enough, decided to ask him to make sure.

"Did you eat?" but Jungkook asked first. "Yes, did you?" she asked back. "Yeah, but I'm sure you didn't invite me to your place to ask this, right?" he showed off his sly smile.

His one hand went to her cheek and thumb began to stroke her lips softly. "I made them look sexy, " he commented, implying to her slightly swollen lips.

It made her pull back and detach herself from his touch. "Actually, yes. I didn't invite you to ask you that question, but it definitely is not because of the thing you're thinking right now, " she tried to clear things up.

"Oh, so what am I think-"

"Let's get straight. I'll be honest with the way I feel now, " she gulped, having him nervous instead.

Almost a whole minute was what she took before letting out everything she had been suppressing inside her. "It's been a month since I assumed that we are together. Just answer me with yes or no. Are we?" she asked, leaving him in complete shock.

"What kind of question is that? Of course, we are together. At least from my side, " he lowered his voice at the last sentence.

It was getting harder for her every other second to let those words come out of her mouth. "I've never asked for your whole 24 hours in a day. I know you're a busy person and so am I, " her words somehow started to scare him.

"My Jih."

"Just five minutes to reply my text would have been way better than ignoring me for days and suddenly hitting back with 'i miss you'," she kept on throwing those words with no courage to make eye contact with him.

And he just listened to her quietly.

Every single word she spoke got accompanied by tiny teardrops. "You lied to me about having a meeting in the middle of the night, but you covered up with another possible lie, " she went on without any hint of stopping any time sooner.

Soon, her hiccups replaced those teardrops, disturbing her speech. "You got mad at me when I missed your calls but when I asked if I could call you, you told me not to as if someone else was there with you, " her voice cracked but she cared less.

"And about Samuel. This name was always there in almost every conversation we had. What's your problem with him? Are you insecure or is it because you don't trust me?" she had already broken down by now and was in his arms after he pulled her into a hug.

No conditions required for him to accept all those statements of dissatisfaction from her. "Thank you for being honest. I'll answer all of your questions in the morning. You must be tired, so go to sleep, " he tried to convince her and initiated a kiss.

Surely, she wanted answers to those questions, not a kiss, so she rejected him. "Why not now? Is it because you have no answers at the moment and have to come up with some?" she asked as she stepped back.

The latter got frozen in his position, unable to believe the words she just spoke. "If you're bored with me, just tell me. I'll leave silently and you don't even have to answer any of the questions, " she almost begged now.

"BORED? WHO? AND WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING ABOUT? Just know that it's definitely not what you assumed it to be. I thought playfully using some flirty words would be normal between us, but little did I know that it would make you think that whatever I've done till now to win your heart is ONLY TO SLEEP WITH YOU, " of course, he lost his shit to even think that the words were not needed and could make things worse.

Right at the moment when he began to shout, she gave up on try and clear misunderstandings. "Can I not tell how I feel? And that's exactly how I feel now, " she sighed.

"I give up."

This was definitely not what she wanted after waiting for a month to meet him again and expected him to give honest answers to her questions, no matter what it would lead to.

The fight brought him back to a month ago when he was leaving for Korea. "Why did you accept me when I was ready to move on? Why did you stop me when you weren't even sure about your own feelings? WHY DID YOU DO THAT TO ME? Well, Congratulations. You've just succeeded to play with my feelings, again, " he clapped in front of her face.

"Thank you for this. You've played better than me. But I have to admit that I deserve this, " he wiped off her tears first and then his own. "Stay happy, " he wished her and turned back to walk away from her again.

"I DID NOT PLAY WITH YOUR FEELINGS. AND ARE YOU REALLY LEAVING? OKAY, FINE! I'LL JUST ASSUME THAT YOU WERE BORED WITH ME, " but those words stopped him, yet again, just like that day.

"CAN YOU JUST NOT START THIS ASSUMING GAME?" he spilled his anger on his hair by forcefully grabbing palmful of it to feel the pain.

It was her who started this, which turned into something worse, and she should be the one to end, so she did. "Just leave, " and she showed him the way to the door.

Something about her still kept on calling him back to her over again, and he followed the sound of the flute which might be a little dangerous but very sweet. "Sorry, " he apologized. "Leave, " but she stayed stubborn.

"I AM SORRY."

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