My fourth mistake, accepting a friend's favor.

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It hadn't been a bothersome day at all. 

I was so wrong. 

It was a bothersome week.

Somewhere along the course of days, the group of boys had decided to officially stay and eat in our table, much to my demise. I'd been satisfied with Taehyung's voice rambling non stop during lunch, but to think that now I had to deal with six of them, I wanted quits. 

The idiot had to go and befriend them so easily too.

I see the precious smile on Taehyung's face and I halt. Okay, I kind of appreciate their presence. At least, Taehyung now has some proper guy friends of his own. He shouldn't be stuck with me alone. I guess I won't be his best friend anymore, any of the five could now vie for the position.

Jin slams his hands on the table and all of the boys heave a sigh before simultaneously turning their heads his way. I follow a moment later. "Hey, hey!" he quirks his brows, a wide crazy smile painted on his face. "What time did the man go to the dentist?" Jin asks.

A second later he answers his own question, "Tooth hurt-y" he laughs. "Get it?" 

I purse my lips. Should I laugh or what? How am I supposed to react? I notice Yoongi's raised brow and take it the other way.

"Sorry, it's just that I've kind of forgotten how normal humor is supposed to be after spending 5 days a week with Taehyung." 

Taehyung faces me with a pout.

"Oh, don't worry," Hoseok bobs his head at me. "This isn't normal at all. You're not missing out on anything."

"Glad to hear that," I snort. Jin only glares at us before giggling at his previous joke again.

I overhear Namjoon's subdued conversation with Jimin.

"He's still not coming?"

"He's too stubborn for his own good. You know him already. Give it probably a few days and he'll get by."

I stare at the direction of their gazes. I had forgotten all about the incident with the boy. Jungkook was sitting at a corner table all alone, eating his lunch. He grows wary of the increasing number of females in the tables near his and shuffles his feet anxiously against the floor.

"But this is already the last day of the week, Jimin."

"Then-"

"It's because of me," I interrupt and look at the two boys one by one. "Right?"

I don't wait for their reply and stand up, walking calmly towards Jungkook. I glare at the girl who was about to approach him and she scurries away. 

"Sit at our table," I demand as I plop on the seat in front of him. Jungkook noticeably tenses up, head down. "I-I don't think I should," he sputters.

"Those are your friends, not mine," I cross my legs and lean back. "You're the one who should be sitting with them. Well, unless you like the possibility of sitting with other people from the growing attention you're getting," I gesture to the wolves ready to pounce on the boy around his table.

He gulps. 

I sigh. "Come sit with us," I say. Jungkook still doesn't show a sign of acceptance and refuses to meet my eyes.

I threaten, "or else I'll kiss you."

Jungkook's wide eyes dart to my lips while cupping a mouth over his