The trip back home was normal, nothing special except for the fact that Jin's shrill voice vomiting out army was still ringing inside my head, haunting my soul.

"Goodnight." I said, exhausted while making my way towards my room.

"Goodnight and oh." He trailed off making me look back at him for him to continue.

He stepped closer and bent down matching our height. When I said that he suddenly becomes mature and takes some highly unexpected moves I meant it, I mean I can clearly smell his vanilla cologne right now.

I swear someday while pooping I'll see that my heart slipped out of my asshole because of this man.

"Just for warnings but next time you should really carry pads and not just a small matte lipstick in your huge ass suitcase." He teasingly smirked eyeing my lips before standing right up with his hand stuffed in the pocket of his suit.

I could feel hot steam coming out of my boiling cheeks.

Sherlock heard me didn't he, such a shithead. When I came out of the washroom he looked like he had no clue about the seizure I was having earlier and was simply there for me like one of those perfect protagonists of all fan fiction.

I looked down to hide the pink hue creeping on my cheeks from Jungkook's eyes.

"Just because you're counting the dust particles on the floor doesn't mean that it's not obvious that you're a blushing mess right now." He chuckled. I flinched as his index finger hooked under my chin and coaxed my chin up to meet his brightly smiling pair of ebony eyes. My heart skipped a beat. He scanned my flushed face before letting out yet another chuckle.

Can he not chuckle, it's distracting me. There's no way I'll let this turn into a K-drama scene.

"Just imagine what it would be like if men had periods." I said out of the blue resting my chin in between my thumb and index. Jungkook groaned at me for being such a buzz kill.

"What a turn-off." He mumbled under his breath so that the girl in front of him wouldn't hear him or else she would start a talk show right here.

I was still thinking about the matter when all of a sudden I almost tripped. Jungkook frowned as he watched his date stumble on what looks like air on her own in awe.

"Holy Shit! the blood's gonna shoot out like laser from the hole--" Jungkook slapped his hand on my mouth like a tape.

"Honey, I think you've had a lack of sleep, go sleep like a good girl and dream of me." Jungkook said in haste making sure that the next part I was going to say doesn't escape my mouth. Meanwhile, I was triggered 101.

I stuck my tongue out with some extra saliva in it and licked his hand clean making sure that it was slimy everywhere. This is what he gets for trying to tease me. Jungkook shrieked before jerking his hand back from my face in terror. He looked at his wet hand with wide eyes before looking at me.

"I don't like to have nightmares okay, I would rather dream about Pakalu Papito, he's the most handsome man." I glared at him and stuck my tongue out before leaving him alone in the hallway.

Jungkook's POV

What the fuck, who the fuck is Pakalu Papito. And how does Y/n know him? Maybe some famous dude.

But I'm the most handsome man in the world, I'm not even kidding right now cause I am. I thought as I took my MacBook out from my wardrobe. I switched it on. Since I was too lazy to type I activated Siri instead while laying down on my bed.

"Pakalu Papito." I said from a distance which was maybe a bit too far.

"The cycle of a beetle." Siri repeated. (this was actually what happened when I tried to search Pakalu Papito through Siri, I can't stop laughing y'all)

What the actual fuck. I sighed bringing the laptop closer to my face.

"Pakalu Papito." This would be embarrassing if someone was eavesdropping right now.

"Buckalew Papito." Siri repeated once again making me want to throw the MacBook in a manhole. (this one happened as well)

"Ughhhh fuck you Steve Jobs." I groaned out of frustration before opening Safari in defeat.

I searched Pakalu Papito and waited for the picture to load.

The title read 'Pakalu Papito the legend meme dealer.'

"What the....."

End of Jungkook's POV

I entered my room while humming a random song obviously in the joy that I beat Jungkook today.

"Oh what are you doing here?" I asked Soyeon who was sitting on my bed all alone lost in her own thoughts.

"Don't tell me.." I quickly ran and opened my wardrobe, scanning it.

"Did you steal my bra pads?" I said in horror.

"No." Soyeon sighed, her tone oddly not full of hatred towards me.

"Then? Are you putting some weird cursed paper in my pillow so that a ghost will haunt my ass till death?"

Soyeon just let out another sigh and looked at me with exhausted eyes, she tried to smile but failed. I frowned. This is not the Soyeon I know.

"Are you possessed? How come we're in the same room for more than five minutes and not arguing yet?" This was really abnormal.

"How about you go and change now?" She asked and I just nodded eyeing her.

I finished changing and entered my room only to find Soyeon lying on my bed with her eyes closed. I stopped walking. Is she sick, I felt a bit worried now. I walked near her and put the back of my hand on her forehead feeling her temperature which seemed normal. Soyeon opened her eyes and grasped my hand that was still on her forehead pulling me in the bed.

"Yah lesbian let go of me." I screamed. All my worries flew out of the window. I groaned as Soyeon flicked my forehead. Nope, this is the real Soyeon, it's confirmed.

"Bitch one more word and I'll show Jungkook all your extreme pouting selfies." She warned making me freeze. Now I feel normal.

"You won't." I gasped.

"Oh watch me." She said leaving the bed in a challenging tone.

"YOU" I pulled her in the bed this time making her gasp.

"People will get the wrong idea when they hear these bed creaking noises and our voice coming from this room." Soyeon said panting.

"Nope, this is not the states, people here are not that upgraded they'll probably think we're playing tea party." I said panting as well from the pillow fight.

We were both lying on the bed now. I was looking at the ceiling.

Soyeon was looking at you.

"So you're sleeping here today?" I asked her closing my eyes, still facing the ceiling.

"Yeah I'm too lazy to go to my bed right now besides your room my room, you know Micasa?" She chuckled at her awful remark but that laugh faded away when she hear soft snores coming from beside her.

You were already sound asleep.

Soyeon smiled softly looking at your sleeping face but soon that smile was replaced by a pained expression. She kept on looking at your face as memories of both of you started flashing in front of her eyes starting from the day when Mrs. Jeon first brought in a little pale girl with twinkling eyes in the Jeon residence. How they became close and started living like sisters.

Soyeon sighed as she wrapped her hand around your sleeping form, hugging you close, feeling your warmth.

"I love you Y/n. I'm so sorry." Her voice cracked in pain as a tear rolled down her cheek.

Next morning.

I stretched while wiggling on the bed not caring if I kicked Soyeon down in the process. I groaned before sitting up. Soyeon wasn't there, probably started working already. I sat in there for a minute before climbing down the bed.

I yawned walking past Soyeon's room going to the kitchen. I stopped and took some steps back stopping in front of Soyeon's room. I frowned at the sight. Soyeon's wardrobe was empty with the doors hanging open. I walked closer to see what was going on. It was actually vacant, not even a single bobby pin.

Did she get a new wardrobe? wait no she is broke. Then, did she shift all her clothes into the refrigerator?

I kept on thinking the about most random possible reasons, literally fooling around but I can't deny the fact that my heart was beating faster. In the blink of an eye, involuntarily I started running towards the living room.

I could hear a faint voice and I could say that it was Soyeon but I still kept on running. I entered the living room only to meet Soyeon's back that was bending down bowing to someone

"I will leave today as you wish. Thank you for having me." She said in a formal tone.

Mrs. Jeon.

She's back.

She just nodded, expressionless before her gaze fixed on me. A small but dangerous smile appeared on her lips as she slowly stepped back, breaking the eye contact and climbed up the stairs.

I was panting when Soyeon turned back.

My heart fell.

She was holding a suitcase.

"S-Soyeon..." I whispered desperately as warm tears rolled down my cheeks. My heart clenched as reality hit me hard.

Soyeon was leaving me.

N-no, this can't be She can't leave me. My hands started shaking as I felt like throwing up.

"I'm sorry Y/n." She closed her eyes as tears escaped her eyes.

From a distance, we both kept on sobbing wishing that it was just a nightmare.

"P-please..." I begged her taking small shaky steps towards her. I stood in front of her for a brief second before crashing into her chest bursting out into endless tears. I really don't want her to leave, not now, not ever. She is one of the most important person in my life, I can't let her fade away just like that.

She wrapped her hands around me and wept at the crook of my neck.

We were pouring our hearts out when Soyeon gently pushed me away breaking my heart, I knew that it was time. She looked at me with puffed eyes and smiled. But I failed to return it.

"It was a long great journey with you, guess every journey has its own end whether it's good or bad and this was the end of our journey. Y/n I want you to keep on going even though I won't be there to whoop your ass." Her voice cracked as another tear fell down.

"P-please don't go, take me with you, please." I held on to her tightly, not wanting to let go.

"Aishh..pabo you're making it so hard for me to leave. For once let me go, I have to go home drink milk and grow tall or else my prince charming has to lay down to kiss me remember?" She forced a smile while I sobbed harder.

She slowly held my hands, freeing herself from my grip.

"No no no no." I cried like there was no tomorrow because there wasn't one anyways without Soyeon. Soyeon stepped back from me before slowly making her way towards the staircase where Jungkook stood frozen all this time.

"Jeon Jungkook." She cleared her throat.

"You're like a miracle in Y/n's life, please take care of her. Now that I'm leaving it's your responsibility to keep her smiling even in her darkest days. Remember, she is one precious soul, never stop loving her like you do today, never hurt her." She glanced at me.

"I love her a lot and I'm trusting you on this, never let go of her hand." She bowed after finishing and held her luggage and slowly walked towards the entrance with her head hanging low. Jungkook only kept silent.

"I love you unnie" I whispered clenching my fist as more tears threatened to fall but I didn't want them to blur my vision for I wanted to see Soyeon with all my heart for the very last time.

"I love you too Y/n." Was the last thing I heard from Soyeon before she faded away.

I crashed on the floor immediately and broke into tears. My world was falling apart.

Jungkook's eyes went wide as he immediately ran towards Y/n and quickly embraced her in a tight hug bringing her closer to him. He took a deep breath closing his eyes as he rested his chin on top of Y/n's head. Her broken form made him feel terrible but guess no one's life is perfect.

Mrs. Jeon, what have you done.