I got a call from my best friend Park JinYoung him yelling on the phone for twenty minutes straight, ok maybe that's an exaggeration but whatever. So this is how the entire conversation went.

*flashback*

My phone rings as I sat in the audience of mnet performances, I instantly pick the call as the name tag read 'big ears' meaning it was JinYoung.

"Hello" I start but am interrupted within seconds.

"[Y/N]!! QUICKLY COME BACKSTAGE! YOUNGJAE SUDDENLY WHEEZED AND COLLAPSED AND HES NOT EVEN WAKING UP HURRY UP HURRY UP HURRY UP!!"

"I'm coming" I voiced panicking and starting to make my way away from the crowd I was waiting in for my boyfriend and his friends to perform.

Yes THE Choi YoungJae is my boyfriend.

*end of flashback*

I regret coming to help him but what else could I have done? I notice as the girl he was supposed to perform with next,Park JiMin, was hunched over while performing CPR on YoungJae.

As her mouth wrapped around his i clenched my fists, bit my inner cheek and looked away. I kept gnawing at my bottom lip to hide me tears. If only I'd come sooner.

After a minute or two of JiMin continuing to perform CPR we all heard a loud gasp and a few coughs in the voice we anticipated the most. YoungJae suddenly sat up and put a hand to his chest still coughing.

One of his staff members quickly handed him an ice cold water bottle that he immediately gulped down. He wipes off the sweat on his forehead and looks around.

Soon my unnoticed body was on focus as YoungJae said, "Oh [Y/N] why are you here?" I looked away still remembering how it should've been me instead of JiMin. I mean I know it was a critical situation and she was nice enough to help but I guess I was just being selfish.

JinYoung quickly covered up explaining how he had suddenly started to wheeze and collapsed all while looking extremely pained. I felt worse at that JiMin helped him out of his pain while I was completely useless.

JiMin grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the 7 boys looking at me worriedly because they knew I saw what happened.

"I'm really sorry he- he was just lying and I wanted to wait for medical team to arrive but they were taking too long. I didn't mean anything I promise." She explained, I smiled caressing her hand with mine whispering a low "it's ok"

"All the best for your performance!" I smile at her, unintentionally turning into a sad smile. She looks at me, hugs me and promises she didn't mean anything than to help me. I feel thankful to her beautiful nature and hug her once again.

I walk back into the audience and stand at the far back since my front place had quickly been occupied by the passionate fans. JiMin and YoungJae soon appear on stage and sing the song both of them made together for an anti-suicide campaign.

Their voices go together very well and there's that fit in feeling with the two. As the two look at each other and intensely make eye contact while singing, all the fans cheer loudly.

The fans love the two together then why is he dating me. Why? Ugh why am I making such a big deal out of something that was medically appropriate. Maybe that's why JiMin is better. Wow! There I go again.

I look at them one last time, smile and leave the mnet hall. Without informing anyone I went back home. Our shared home.

I sat myself on the couch after changing into some loose comfortable clothes and scrolled through my phone. After what seemed like hours YoungJae came back home. He looked exhausted as hell as he took his shoes off at the entrance.

For some reason it was really difficult to make eye contact with him so I just kept looking down at my phone and mumbled a small 'welcome back'.

He sighed and quickly occupied the empty space beside her. "Why'd you leave without informing me? Do you know how worried I was?" He asked in a tone harsher than he intended.

"You just seemed busy so I thought..." she trailed off. Youngjae let out another annoyed sigh and continued with "I'm going to go take a shower." He got up throwing is coat on the couch.

Clearly he was pissed. But even [Y/N] didn't know why. She just let it be. She carried YoungJae's coat folding it neatly and placing it in the closet. As she did so YoungJae came out of the washroom a towel around his waist and a small towel on his head.

Steam rose from his skin and he looked up to notice her looking at him. He smirked pushing his towel further down on his waist knowing she was staring. She quickly turned away closing the closet door behind her, and trying to leave after tidying the room up a little.

"I'll get you some food ready." She said by the time YoungJae had dressed up in his boxers and loose shorts.

As she was still trying to avoid him he grabbed onto her wrist pulling her towards himself. He snakes his arms around her waist tightly while her hand instinctively landed on his naked chest.

"Why're you avoiding me?" He sternly asked. "I-I'm not" she croaked out. This didn't satisfy YoungJae he frowned and pulled her even closer holding her tighter than before.

He placed a finger under her chin forcing her to look up "lie to me once again and I'll make sure you'll get punished darling" He threatened.

[Y/N] however did the wrong thing and once again denied that she was avoiding him. YoungJae's last nerve snapped and he pushed her along with himself against the nearest wall.

"Wrong move kitten"

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