I'm in quite the sticky situation.

And I don't really know what to do.

I've never been caught in the act with a girl who was already attached.

Who am I going to call?

Ghostbusters!

Shut up, mind, you're so not helping.

"Jen, are you here?" Hanbin yells and I think I hear his bags hitting the floor.

That would be right beside my heart.

I can't believe this!

Why?

Why oh why did Hanbin have to return now?

Or ever for that matter.

Jennie and I haven't broken eye contact since we tore our lips away from each other.

She's frozen with her mouth open.

I probably look exactly the same way.

I can't figure out why Hanbin hasn't barged into the living room yet, but whatever the reason, I'm eternally grateful.

I'm still without my shirt.

"Yo, Jen, you here?" Hanbin calls out.

Oh my god!

I hear his footsteps approaching.

Maybe this is all some bad dream and any minute now I'll wake up.

I close my eyes.

Unfortunately, when I open them, I'm still in sitting across from Jennie.

Jennie, the girl who is sporting an incredibly shocked expression on her gorgeous and flushed face.

Clunk.

Clunk.

Clunk.

Oh my god!

He's getting closer.

Those big stupid feet of his won't stop moving.

Clunk.

Clunk.

Clunk.

I almost feel like I'm in some horror movie with the crazed killer getting ready to attack his next victim and I'm that victim.

I'm sure Hanbin isn't going to kill me.

Right?

He seems like a pretty normal guy.

Right?

Until he finds me in an incredibly compromising position with his girlfriend and he snaps. I can only imagine the cops interviewing my neighbors. I'm sure they'd say I was a nice quiet girl, who sometimes played her stereo too loud and was so good looking.

Clunk.

Clunk.

Clunk.

The last clunk is enough to snap me out of my cationic state.

"Jennie," I whisper to get her attention. "You should probably go cut him off before he gets here."

Yes, that's a marvelous idea.

And while you're at it, could you break up with him, declare your love for me and then we can run off into the sunset together.

Thanks in advance.

"Jennie!" I say a bit louder but hopefully not loud enough for Hanbin to hear. "Get up."

Jennie flinches and then her eyes go as wide as saucers. She jumps off the couch leaving me sitting on it, topless.

"Wait, wait," I call after her before she can get too far. Jennie turns around right as she's about to step out the den. "Do you know where you threw my shirt?"

If I wasn't terrified, I might find the humor in this situation.

Jennie's yes are darting all over the room and she's doing nothing to calm my nerves down.

"Behind the couch," she replies after what feels like an eternity.

Ok, ok, that is very good information to get.

My mind is whirling, my heart is beating rapidly and I'm breathing heavy.

And that's just from the hot as hell kissing and grinding session Jennie and I participated in.

Toss in the Hanbin arrival and I might pass out.

Don't worry, I'm being very dramatic, I'm too wired and my adrenalin is pumping to fast for that to happen.

I manage to wedge myself behind the couch right as Hanbin walks into the living room.

Plus, I found my shirt!

Maybe I'll get out of this alive after all.

"Jennie," Hanbin exclaims enthusiastically. "I missed you so much."

Oh god!

"Come here and give me a big hug," Hanbin continues.

Oh god!

"Show papa bear you're happy he's home," he finishes.

Oh god!

And what?

Papa bear?

That's the stupidest nickname I've ever heard.

But you know what, none of that really matters, stupid nickname or not, he's engulfing Jennie in his arms despite the lameness that is D.B.

I know that because I'm peaking my head over the back of the couch, stealthily of course, and I can see the whole scene for myself.

Hanbin is beaming and his hug is so fierce I'm almost scared he'll snap Jennie in half

That leaves me with my shirt on the ground and my heart aching.

He loves her.

I can see it all over his face.

And despite what just happened between Jennie and me, she's hugging him back.

Oh god!

I'm going to be home by myself tonight and they're...

I can't even finish that thought.

It's so fucking disturbing.

Oh god!

I have to get out of here.

I can't be around the two of them.

My stomach is one fire.

I'm trembling.

Oh god!

I throw my shirt back on and leap to my feet.

"Found it," I announce as naturally as possible. "Stupid contact lens, I can't believe it fell out of my eye."

That sounds halfway believable.

Right?

Hanbin lets go of Jennie and I hold my breath. "Jisoo, hey, nice to see you."

Ah!

He's being nice!

On the plus side though, D.B. isn't acting like anything is off.

I can't even look at Jennie.

"You too, Hanbin, welcome back," I say as I fight to keep my dinner down. "You must be tired after your flight and I have to be going, so have a good night."

"Don't leave on my account, you should stay," Hanbin replies as he rubs the back of his neck.

Seriously, can you be a bit more of a jerk, it would make hating you so much easier.

"No, really I can't." I'm looking for my purse as I continue to avoid making eye contact with Jennie. "We'll catch up later."

There it is.

Yes, now I can go home and forget all about this night.

I know that's never going to happen but I needed to say it in order to keep my composure in front of Hanbin and Jennie.

In my haste to get my purse, my feet get tangled together, and wouldn't you know it, I send myself sprawling to the ground.

Oh god!

Could this get any worse?

Actually, I don't even care that I fell and I don't care that I feel in front of Jennie, I care more about the reason why I'm acting like a spazz.

"Are you ok?" Jennie asks but I refuse to give into my desire to seek solace in her eyes.

I spring back to my feet and snatch my purse up in one move. "Oh yeah, totally fine, see you both later."

I walk rapidly to the door in hopes that I can make it to my car in one piece.

My heart feels like it's in a vice.

One more squeeze and it might burst.

"Jisoo, wait," Jennie yells just as I get into my car.

I don't acknowledge her though.

Fleeing the scene of the crime is the only item on my agenda.

I'm not quick enough because right as I turn my car on, Jennie is by my window.

"I'm sorry," Jennie starts as she tries to catch her breath. "I never..."

I don't want her to finish that sentence.

I can't imagine it ending well for me.

"It's fine, I'm fine, you have a good rest of the night," I cut in before I put my car in reverse.

Jennie steps away back and her eyes look sad. "Good night," she says as she hugs her arms around her body.

The body that minutes ago I was pressed against.

I tear my eyes away from Jennie's as I back out the driveway because frankly I can't stand to look at her.

Not now.

Not after what happened.

Not after I saw Hanbin rushing over to greet his girlfriend.

It's just too much.

My hands grip the steering wheel on the ride back to my place so tightly, my knuckles turn white.

When I arrive home I have so much nervous energy in me that I can't sit still.

The first thing I do is get rid of my clothes because I smell Jennie on them.

Her scent is intoxicating and I don't want to have it around me while I'm in this state.

I contemplate taking a shower but I end up just flopping on my bed without putting any other clothes on.

Too bad I'm alone.

Too bad Jennie's not with me.

Too fucking bad she's with him tonight.

They're probably celebrating his return as we speak.

Oh god!

Why does my mind have to go there?

I'm never going to get any sleep now.

Not with that horrifying thought running through my head.

I decide to wash my face and after I turn my bathroom light on, I freeze.

I have a rather large hickey on my neck.

A love bite from Jennie.

A love bite she had no right giving me when she's with Hanbin.

I recognize that I'm all over the place, but really, can anyone blame me?

I run my fingers over the mark and it's still warm.

Warm from her lips.

Her lips that were kissing me.

Her lips that drove me to heights of passion I didn't know I could reach with my clothes on.

Her lips that not so long ago convinced me we were meant to be.

Her lips that kissed me so passionately, that I don't understand how that's possible if she loves Hanbin.

Fuck!

I hate feeling this way.

I hate feeling so conflicted.

And I hate feeling torn up inside.

I thought I imagined all the possible obstacles that I would face in my pursuit of Jennie, but I never took into account how much I could possibly get hurt.

I was confident.

I was sure.

I was fucking naïve.

That's what I was.

Ugh.

It's the hard-knock life for us, it's the hard-knock life for us, instead of treated, we get...

Jennie

That's her customized ring tone.

Should I answer it?

Ok, ok, I won't be childish.

"Hey, Jen," I try to sound sleepy so she doesn't realize how wide awake and going mental I really am. "What's up?"

That's right, keep it light and casual.

"I just uh wanted to say..." Jennie sounds reluctant to say whatever she called me to say. "I just, I'm..."

"I'm gonna shower before bed, is that ok?" Hanbin asks in the background.

So, I totally could have lived without overhearing that.

I squeeze my eyes shut to hopefully stop myself from crying.

"It's fine, I'm on the phone," Jennie tells him like she's pissed off. "Sorry about that..."

"No worries," I say even though I'm struggling to breathe.

"Anyways, I wanted to call to make sure you're ok." Jennie eventually tells me.

Ok?

Ok?

I'm anything but ok right now.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I sarcastically ask.

I can't stop myself from sounding cold.

I really can't.

"No uhm, no reason," Jennie stammers out. "I'll still see you tomorrow, right?"

Is she for real?

"Yeah, sure, I'll call you later to confirm everything," I assure her.

I should have said no, but for whatever reason I didn't.

I rush her off the phone before I am privy to any more information about Hanbin and his nighttime rituals.

I lie in bed for hours without going to sleep.

I think about calling Rosé but she's on a date and I'm not that selfish a friend to ruin her night.

I don't call my brother because, well, because I run the risk of him turning my hurt into his own issues about Hanbin and his crush.

Eventually I fall asleep but I wake up numerous times during the night.

My thoughts won't let me get a restful night's slumber.

I toss and turn for hours as I try not to lose it completely.

When I think it's not too early, I text Rosé and ask her to come over.

I receive a message minutes later that lets me know she's on her way.

I stay under my covers while I wait.

I try very hard to clear my mind with little success.

I replay everything from last night on a continuous loop.

"Jis, I'm here," Rosé yells after she lets herself into my place.

"I'm still in bed," I yell back without moving.

"Good morning," Rosé says with more enthusiasm than I can handle. "How did it go last night?" she asks as she walks over to my bed. "Whoa, is that a hickey I see?" She's so giddy with excitement that I almost don't want to tell her what happened. "And yet, you look miserable, why is that?"

Rosé gets rid of her shoes and lies beside me.

"Hey, what's wrong?" she gently asks as her hand brushes lightly against my cheek.

I let it all out.

Everything.

No detail is spared.

Thankfully I manage to get through the whole sordid tale without crying.

I'm surprised I haven't cried yet.

I'm not sure why I haven't.

"Wow," Rosé exclaims. "I'm really sorry, Jisoo."

I smile half-heartedly. "Thanks, I know you are."

Rosé is giving me such a sympathetic look. "What are you going to do?"

I sigh. "I'm not sure."

"You know what to do," Rosé says with a small smile. "You still need to talk to Jennie, now more than ever."

"You're right," I reply. "But I'm not sure I can. I never expected this to get so complicated."

"That's love I suppose," Rosé states. "It wouldn't hurt if it wasn't."

"Preaching to the choir here." I lamely joke. "Have you ever had feelings for someone who didn't return them?"

Pain flashes through Rosé's eyes but she starts talking before I can question her.

"Yeah, I do," she whispers and it seems like she's debating on whether or not to tell me her story. "I felt that way about you."

Uhm.

What?

"I uh..." I have absolutely no idea what to say right now.

Her confession has caught me completely by surprise.

"It's ok, Jis," Rosé says as I struggle to come up with a suitable reply. "When you told me you wanted to be friends I agreed at first because I thought I could change your mind."

She's talking so softly and I feel really bad.

I had no clue she felt that way.

"It wasn't easy being around you when you clearly weren't interested in more than friendship," Rosé continues.

"I am so sorry," I apologize.

"You have nothing to be sorry for. You never led me on, you never did anything wrong, so please don't feel bad," Rosé's eyes are a bit moist. "Look, I got over it and I'm happy that we're so close but at the time it hurt a lot."

"Are you sure you're ok?" I ask, my own pain temporarily forgotten.

Rosé nods. "I don't want you thinking that I have these deep seeded feelings for you because I don't. I just thought it might help if you knew I understood where you were coming from."

"Thanks," I whisper as I process what Rose's told me. "I'm still sorry you know."

"And that's why I love you as friend, nothing more," Rosé replies with a smile. "Because you're one of the most caring and sweetest people I've met."

I lean over and hug her because I am certain without Rosé, I'd be very lost.

"But there is a difference between our situation and your situation with Jennie," Rosé declares once we're back on separate pillows.

I prop my head up on my hand. "What's that?"

"I don't think she's in love with Hanbin. I'm almost certain she has feelings for you," Rosé replies with a lot of conviction. "We were a lost cause; you and Jennie aren't."

"I wish I had your confidence," I ruefully tell her. "I don't know how I'm going to face her tonight."

"What about the jealousy plan I suggested yesterday?" Rosé inquires.

"I'm not sure I'm comfortable with that idea. It's like I would be playing games with Jennie and I don't know that I want to do that." I never wanted to play any type of game with her. "But I'm not sure I'm quite up to talking to her either."

"I understand, this is all very fresh for you," Rosé replies. "If you don't want to make her jealous, just look hot enough for her not to be able to keep her hands off of you."

I let out the first genuine laugh since leaving Jennie's the night before. "Easier said than done."

Rosé slaps my arm. "You know you're hot, Kim, so don't act all modest."

"You only think that because you're secretly in love with me," I tease her back.

"I can't believe you just said that!" Rosé screeches right before she whacks me in the face with a pillow. "You're never giong to let me live that down, are you?"

Trust Rosé to get rid of my bad mood.

I'm giggling as I try to avoid getting hit with any more pillow shots.

"Can I still change in front of you, or are you going to jump me when you see my smoking body?" I further tease earning me even more smacks in the face.

"Get bent," Rosé shoots back.

She gets rid of the pillow and ends up tickling me until I can't breathe.

Eventually Rosé stops her assault and I have tears streaming down my face.

But not because I'm sad, they're because I've been laughing so much.

"You earned that," Rosé says as she tries to get her breathing under control.

"I know," I pant, but we're both smiling. "Thanks for cheering me up."

Rosé rolls her eyes. "I'm glad my pain could do that for you."

Once we're done bantering, I give Rosé a very heartfelt hug because I love her and I couldn't ask for a better friend.

Our impromptu fight tires me out so I decide to take a nap before I really have to think about what might happen when I see Jennie later.

Rosé is sleeping before me and I'm still not sure what to do.

Should I bring Sexy Jisoo out to play?

She hasn't really done me any good so far.

But whatever I decide, my gut tells me that tonight will not go according to plan.

Whether that's a good thing, or a bad thing, remains to be seen.