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we were walking with a comfortable silent while enjoying the night view when chaeyoung suddenly chuckled by herself.

i turned to look at her.

"what's so funny?" i asked.

"it's nothing. come to think of it, you must have really high standards." she said.

huh? how random...

"think about it. kim yerim and even tzuyu...even as a woman, i can see that they're both gorgeous women. you're surrounded by women like that, but you don't even notice. it makes me wonder if you've ever found any woman to be beautiful." she added.

what kind of statement is that?

"of course, i have?" i admit.

she froze, "really? who? would i know her?"

she really had no idea who is it?

teasing her for the last time today won't hurt, right?

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i-is it me?

"she's sexy and she got high standards. you'd think she's timid, but she's also sharp and witty. she's slightly clumsy, but she doesn't even have to try and i find her absolutely charming. she looked really good in black..." jungkook described.

sexy? black clothes?

so, she is not me.

i instantly let go of his arm and speed up, leaving him behind.

"i had no idea that's the kind of woman you like." i grumbled.

he's so clueless. would it have killed him to just say it was me?

so unnecessarily honest...

i kept walking aimlessly and was about to cross the road until jungkook hugged me from behind, preventing me from crossing.

"not that way. we need to go this way." he said, showing another direction.

i quickly brushed his hand away.

he caught up with my speed and we walked side by side.

i heard him chuckling.

"why are you in such a good mood?" i asked, annoyed to see his face and his voice.

"i don't know. suddenly, i feel like i'm in a really good mood."

did he aware that he's making me fuming with anger right now?

"well, i'm not in a good mood. so please stop laughing."

"what could've put my wife in such a bad mood?" he asked.

"did you think i'd be happy to hear it? my husband said he didn't have a lot of dating experience, but he keeps on talking about some other woman...how could i be in a good mood?" i grumbled.

"i guess you feel cheated?"

"of course." who wouldn't?

jungkook suddenly grabbed my hand in his, walking hand in hand.

"well, it's too late now. you can't leave me. i can't live without you now."

i was stunned.

gosh, my heart...please calm down!

i vigorously shook my head to end this butterflies effect.

"w-well, of course not. we're responsible for doo-jool, so...yeah...i don't plan on going anywhere." i tried to release my hand from his grip, but it was unsuccessful.

"oh, i forgot that we had doo-jool."

"what? what did you forget?"

"nothing. anyway, i can't believe you ran out like that without your purse. do you know how worried i was because you left your phone, too? especially knowing that you have a poor sense of direction..." jungkook suddenly said, expressing what he have been feeling.

this makes me feel guilty.

"i'm sorry...i was feeling sick, so i didn't have time to think."

"you felt sick?" jungkook asked, worriedly.

we turned to look at each other.

"yes."

"do you still feel sick?"

"no..." i shook my head.

"is it morning sickness?"

"i'm not sure. the smell of that pasta was nauseating."

jungkook was in a deep thought before he said, "i'm sorry. i should've taken more precautions."

it's not his fault, after all.

"what do you plan to do about tzuyu?" i randomly asked, to get rid of his guilt.

"if it wasn't for my teacher, i would've taken care of this problem five years ago. i won't let her off the hook this time."

hmm...maybe we should change the subject. why did i even brought that matter up?

"let's go back to talking about that woman dressed in black. so i guess you didn't end up with that woman?" i asked.

i wonder. who she might be? so lucky.

"who says i didn't?"

huh?

"what? but you said you had only dated kim yerim. just how many lies have you told me? so who is she? another celebrity? a model?" i bombarded him with a lot of questions, furiously.

he smirked, "she's standing right by my side."

i looked at his other side, "your side? where? don't tease me."

there's definitely no one on the other side, he fell in love with some kind of ghost or what?

"don't you remember what you wore at that time? you were wearing that little black dress. from here...to here...that body line took my breath away." said jungkook, sliding his hand from under my arms to my back to describe the little black dress.

huh?

the woman is me?!

i looked at him with a flushed face. my heart once again is beating fast as he tried to remove a gap between us.

i was waiting for that lips to kiss me.

"ahem! young people these days...what is the world coming to? right in the middle of the sidewalk, too..."

we froze.

huh? who's that?

jungkook and i immediately shifted our positions, looking apologetically at the old man.

"i'm sorry, sir. it's just that my wife is so beautiful that i forgot we were standing in the middle of the sidewalk." jungkook apologised.

what is he saying? so embarrassing.

the old man also looked dumbfounded, "w-what?! enjoy your youth, kids. i should get home to my wife..." and walked away, leaving us alone.

"let's get to that hotel." jungkook said, whistling happily.

but my heart seems to have not yet moved on with what we did earlier.