Jaehwa's POV

His face was scarlet, but there was no way that he was more embarrassed than I was. I bit the inside of my mouth and took a step back from the stairs, almost missing a step and falling back down.

"Woah!" Jungkook grabbed me by the wrist and helped me stabilize myself. "Be careful."

I gulped loudly and shook his arm off.

"Thanks." I muttered bitterly. "What are you doing here?"

His eyes missed mine. "I- I was just going down to the cafeteria."

I raised an eyebrow but didn't question it. I wasn't interested in what he wanted to say, more so that I was too embarrassed to hear what he had to say. With a small sniff, I nodded and pushed past him to go up the stairs.

"Jaehwa," He stopped me before I reached the top of the stairs. "You like Yoongi?"

I wanted to faint. My chest tightened from embarrassment as his words echoed in my brain.

"It's none of your business." I crossed my arm and continued on my way.

"I'll tell him." He yelled after me and I froze on the spot. "I'll tell Yoongi your feelings for him!"

I turned to him in a mixture of anger and confusion. "Why would you do that?"

He shrugged. "You were going to tell him anyway."

I tried to understand his thought process, but I couldn't. Nothing could explain why he thought this was a good idea.

"Just stay away from Taehyung won't you?" He continued. "If you don't-"

"Are you blackmailing me?" I asked in disbelief. "Are you being serious right now?"

He bit his lip and gave a light nod of his head. "I just-"

I scoffed at him, cutting him off. I have never felt so insulted by someone, especially not by someone like Jungkook. I straightened up and crossed my arms over my chest and looked questionably at the guy.

"You're disgusting." I blurted out.

His face twisted into shock and he took a step towards me in anger. "What did you say?"

I stood my ground. "I said the truth."

He opened his mouth to say something but didn't follow through. I stood there, staring at him as his eyes locked with mine in fury. I had insulted him in a way that no one has ever done before, and it felt good.

"You heard what I said though right?" His words were hard. "I'll tell him if you don't-"

"Are you in love with him?" I spat. "Why are you so controlling?"

He said nothing and kept his mouth shut. I examined his expression but couldn't find even the slightest remorse in his eyes.

"You know what, whatever, fine." I muttered and turned away. "Just don't tell Yoongi."

But before I could get anywhere else, he stopped me again with his voice. "Hey, Jaehwa?"

I turned on him, not in the mood for any more of his games. "What."

"What are the chances that you might," he paused, collecting himself. "You might, like me?"

My eyes widened in surprise at his question. Was that a genuine question or was that just an attempt to make me more miserable? I blinked and furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"Never." I spat at him before leaving quickly so he wouldn't stop me again.

Jungkook didn't follow after me and I was somewhat thankful. I was certain that there was something wrong with the maknae, and I have had enough of his mood swings. Nonetheless, his last question still kept me confused out of my mind. What was he trying to ask? Did he have feelings for-

I flushed bright red and shut my eyes tight to try and calm my racing heart. "No, Jae, no."

"No what?"

Almost falling to my knees, I swiveled around to see Yoongi standing behind me with two cups of coffees. He handed one to me before letting a small chuckle escape his lips.

"Are you alright?"

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Yoongi's POV

Jaehwa looked flustered as I handed her the coffee. Her eyes looked uncertainly at me and couldn't quite focus on me.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." Her voice was quivering.

I beamed at her and motioned for her to follow me into my studio. She followed without a word which made me uneasy. I had quite a lot to say to her as we walked but, feeling her presence behind me, no words would come out.

I let her go into the studio before I did so I could shut the door behind us. The faintest sound of my latest track was blasting through my headphones almost like a murder of rumors. It made me uncomfortable but I didn't bother to turn it off.

"What are we doing here?" She asked me when she settled down in a chair. "I have to get back to work."

I waved her away and pointed a finger at her coffee. "Drink that first. I want to talk about what I said in the stairwell the other-"

Before I could even finish my words, she waved her hands in the air and shook her head violently. "No! No, that was my mistake, I was just being immature."

"No," I sighed and moved to sit next to her, our shoulders bumping into each other. "I was being inconsiderate. I just didn't want the drama with you and Taehyung to continue anymore that's why I-"

"Oppa." She said suddenly, catching me off guard. "It's really okay."

I couldn't meet her eyes and could only nod pathetically at her. "You'll tell me, though, right? If something's bothering you?"

She bit her lips and nodded at me. I could see her eyes shifting uneasily away from me and couldn't help but press her further.

"Is there something you wanted to tell me? Anything, at all?"

Jaehwa stood up without warning. She blinked anxiously at me before turning for the door without a single word.

"Wait, where are you going?" I followed after her.

"I have to work, I can't just converse with you when you have time." She muttered under her breath. I could see her red ears poking out from her hair and held back a smile.

Before I could say anything else, Jaehwa scurried down the hall and turned a corner, disappearing from my sight.

I gave a light chuckle as I returned to my place at the studio, in front of my computer. With a shake of my head, I pressed my fingers to the keyboard and hit a few chords. The sound of the harmony rang in my ears as I remembered Jae's voice in the staircase. Her small footsteps clicking as she went higher and higher in the stairwell.

'Yoongi, I like y-'

I grinned to myself again and let my hands drop to my lap. What would've happened if it was me instead of Jungkook before her? What would've happened if she had managed to get her feelings across to me?

"I would say no," I answered myself. "I would definitely-"

But would I?

Would I really?

Yes I would, because that is what I signed up for.

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