“Goddammit,” Jimin cursed under his breath.

Hani immediately stiffened, “ogmyhodohmygod,” she chanted under her breath.

Jimin took her hand and quickly ushered her into a little snug room before shoving her out the door.

“We should really finish this next time,” he winked before shutting the door behind him.

“Wha-”

“Rap Mon hyung,” Jimin greeted.

Hani quickly turned her heel before she could stomp back into the small saloon. But she couldn’t help but a little tempted on trying to eavesdrop on their conversation, just a tiny bit.

“Did you Yoona?” The question was so blunt and straight forward Hani couldn’t help make a face.

“Yeah, of course,” came Jimin’s laid back reply.

Shameless.

“Well, just wanted to get that clear,” the angry tone in Rap Monster’s voice vanished. Hani looked at the door in disbelief, that was it? That’s all the scolding he deserves?

Rap Monster threw himself on the couch, next to Jimin, grabbing a cold beer from one of their coolers under the couch. He looked at Jimin but he declined.

“Why’d you do it anyway?”

This wasn’t the first of Jimin’s many expeditions, there was always an aftermath. A jealous lover, enraged brother, even the occasional outraged parents. After going through all those things, this was nothing. Although this was the first time Jimin hadn’t stood up, which Rap Monster found curious.

“She asked for it,” Jimin shrugged.

Hani looked at the door in disgust, as if she was looking at his face.

“Oh yeah, what’d she do?”

“No, like she literally asked for it,” Jimin looked at Rap Monster.

Rap Monster stopped midway in drinking and looked at Jimin. “You mean she asked you? Knowing this will happen?”

“Yeah, she literally asked me, she planned all this,” he waved his hands in the air.

“What?!”

Rap Monster stood upright, hearing the shrill voice.

“Did you hear that?”

Jimin smirked, “nope,” popping the p.

Hani quickly scrambled to her feet and scuffling back to the school. The little saloon was just a few blocks away from the school, it was in the middle of a deserted cars dumpsite. By the time she had arrived in school, the student’s from ISA had already gone back, leaving the school in a flurry of rumors.

“Hani-ah!” Se Mi immediately pounced on Hani even before she placed a foot into the room.

“Where were you? Did you see it? What did you hear?-”

“Down girl,” Yoo Ra patted Se Mi’s head.

They quickly reeled her back to her seat where they all gathered around her like a little secretive circle.

“So what’d you hear?” Yoo Ra nudged Se Mi.

“Well, this is a no brainer, but Jimin slept with her, that boy I swear, if he tried I personally think he can sleep with the Queen of England,” Se Mi exclaimed.

“He’s so shameless, I wonder how many STDs he has,” Hani crinkled her nose in disgust.

“Well that was predictable for Jimin but Lawrence, I mean we were neighbors for what like 10 years before he went to the US and then came back for high school, and he was still the same you know, until now, he was an absolute monster earlier, cheated on or not, that was still horrible,” Yoo Ra said.

Se Mi nodded her head, “I know! I mean when I cheated on my ex-boyfriend – no judgment – I cried and told him I was sorry, and he just held my face and told me he was sorry for not making me happy,” cue in her big sigh, Hani mused “he was so sweet about it, but when I saw him earlier my skin was crawling,” Se Mi shuddered.

Hani looked at them thoughtfully, “huh, makes you wonder how he was in their relationship.”

“I don’t even want to think about it!” Se Mi said in a horrified expression.

“I’d probably knocked his teeth out for good measure,” Yoo Ra commented.

“You’re scary you know that,” Hani pointed out, and Yoo Ra gave her a wink.

“And besides, did you notice? She wasn’t herself,” Se Mi added.

“Wasn’t herself?”

“Yeah, she’s usually haughty and bossy and so full of herself, she was one of those opinionated Queen bees, it was weird how she didn’t even say anything to make him stop,” Yoo Ra muttered.

“Huh,” was all Hani could say.

Se Mi crooked her finger at them and they both leaned in towards her.

“There’s even a rumor that he was abusive,” she whispered conspiratorially.

“No!” Yoo Ra gasped.

“Yes!”

“More!” Hani demanded.

“Well they said, their parents were setting them up for a marriage and a business merger, two big companies together like that? The stocks would go up, anyway, Yoona tried to call off the wedding because she said she didn’t want to be hurt by Lawrence, but of course the parents thought it was ridiculous, so she was basically stuck in a doomed marriage with a deranged man.”

“So… what you’re implying is that…” Hani couldn’t bear to finish the sentence.

“She planned this all,” Se Mi slammed on the desk, looking like a judge declaring this a case finished.

You’re a horrible person!

Hani paled.

“And who did you hear this from?” Yoo Ra asked Se Mi suspiciously.

“From a reliable source,” she answered evasively, but Yoo Ra kept staring her down.

“Yang Min! Fine there, happy?” Se Mi pouted.

“Yang Min?” Hani asked.

“Yoona’s younger brother who goes out with Se Mi’s younger sister,” Yoo Ra explained.

“Aaahh.”

“When you think about it, it does make sense, Yoona’s not the reckless type and Jimin’s known to give a sympathy every now and then,” Yoo Ra said.

“Language please,” Hani groaned.

She looked outside the window, her face crumpled in a ‘ohwhathaveidone’ look. She completely started to block out every other rumor that buzzed right through her and started to rewind every single word she said against Jimin. She was still partially right. He still slept around, he probably mistreated a girl or two too, therefore her words could still be applied to someone else!

Feeling marginally better, Hani walked to her locker to get her next period’s books.

Her phone dinged.

Where did you go off to earlier? –S

Instinctively she knew who it was.

None of your business –H

She pushed her phone back into her pocket and resumed walking when she finally realized something. Did he? Why would it matter if he saw her going somewhere with Jimin right? Hani stopped in her tracks again. He might think they… did something! He might just tell people! Could he? Would he?

Why? –H

That’s a good girl, nothing, I saw you in a corner and then in a blink of an eye, you vanished –S

Eeww, are you stalking me now? –H

You wish I was babe –S

Don’t call me babe –H

Would you prefer cupcake? Sugarbunch? Honeypie? Lovemuffin? –S

Before she could stop it, a laugh escaped her lips.

BARF! Go be disgusting to someone else –H

“What are you grinning about?”

The sharp voice caused Hani to falter and flatten herself against the lockers. There in front of her was a not so amused Rap Monster. She quickly regained her composure and stuffed her phone back into her pocket.

“Nothing,” she replied curtly.

Rap Monster eyed her suspiciously.

Hani cleared , “anyway, what do you want?”

“What do I want? Well, first I want a company label, second I kind of want to own a hat line probably, and thirdly, I want my damn partner to do her part! But clearly I’m not getting anything!” he boomed.

Hani winced, “not with that attitude,” she mumbled.

“What?”

“I said I’m sorry jeez, if it makes you happy I’ll cover the whole week, it’s not as if you’re playing fetch with it,” she muttered.

Rap Monster growled, she immediately looked at him, surprised. He actually growled at her.

“I’m going to jump off a cliff now,” she whispered and took the incubator from his hands.

Rap Monster quickly grabbed her ponytail and jerked her back.

5 minutes later…

“How old is little Namjoon again?”

Rap Monster’s jaw twitched.

“I didn’t agree to call him that,” he said through gritted teeth.

“Aaannddd we finally have the gender!” Hani chirped happily as she scribbled onto the fake birth certificate.

Rap Monster opened his mouth but snapped it shut instead and massaged his temples. Hani was happily breezing through the birth certificate as if it actually meant something, good thing they weren’t required to make a baby journal. The things Rap Mon would put in it.

“He’s cuurreennttllyyyy 5 days old,” Hani said perkily.

“We should really decide the last name now you know, I mean, it’s just weird looking at the blank space before Namjoon,” she tapped the pen on her chin.

“We’re not calling him-” Rap Monster curled his fists at her.

“We’re not even in a relationship, let alone married!” She remarked.

Rap Monster scoffed, “I’d rather gauge my own eyes.”

“I’d rather skin myself alive.”

“I’d rather burn myself at the stake.”

“I’d rather be poked through with a stick and be eaten alive or not by a cannibal.”

“I’d rather be bald.”

Hani whipped her head to Rap Monster’s direction. She quickly took out her phone and pointed it towards him.

“Could you say that again?” She stifled a laugh, she took her phone back before he could slap it away.

“Hold on, I think I have an app for that,” Hani quickly stood out of Rap Monster’s reach.

“Don’t you even think about it-” he hadn’t finished his sentence when Hani took a picture of him. She gave out a snort and a laugh as she looked at the wide eyed and gaping Namjoon in her phone.

“Oh looookkkkk, Namjoon with long hair, awe, now aren’t you precious?” Hani placed her hand on her chest and threw a look at him. She quickly ran to the opposite site of the room before he could tackle her.

“How aboouutt, short hair? Ooohh, sassy,” she snapped her fingers in the air and showed it to Rap Monster.

Irritated and embarrassed he went after her again but she swiftly dodged his arm and went to the other side of the room again.

“Curly, fringe, bangs!-” Hani gave a laugh “-ooohhh BALLD!”

Rap Monster reached her by then, and with his long arms swapped the phone even as she was trying to get it from his reach.

He towered over her, his hands clasped on her wrist and the other hand holding her phone. He was glowering to the point here it could have made Hani piss her pants…. If it weren’t only for his blush.

“You win I surrender oh lord,” Han whispered, raising her other hand as well.

Rap Monster’s lips twitched upwards but he stopped it and only gripped her wrists tighter. His hold was biting into her skin, she tried not to wince.

“Don’t mess with me,” he whispered menacing clear.

“Are we clear?” his face was so close that the light casted shadows on his face.

“Clear as a bell,” Hani whispered back.

“Good,” he dropped her wrists and they flopped back to her side.

For the rest of the application fill up, Hani didn’t speak. She would occasionally slide a look at the pensive leader but every time he caught her, his face would curl up into a scowl, making her quick.

“I’m finished-”

Rap Monster ripped the papers from her hands and strode out the room.

“Well you’re welcome,” Hani grumbled

She walked back to her room, as she flipped through her phone. Damn, he deleted it. Hani tsked. Good thing I have back up. She giggled evilly as she opened an app where deleted files could be recovered. She looked at his picture and held her stomach, the things she could do with this picture!

“You look like an idiot, do you always look in the beyond and giggle at yourself?”

The statement would have come from Jackson if it weren’t for the cutting tone he used, making Hani snap her head to attention.

J-Hope.

“It’s none of your business,” Hani answered curtly.

He snorted, “don’t flatter yourself.”

He went into the room as Hani threw him a look.

Minutes later the teacher came in and proceeded with the lesson. Hani would have concentrated if it weren’t for the fact that J-Hope was playing with his phone.

“Stop that and pay attention!” Hani muttered under her breath.

“The lesson’s ing boring,” he muttered right back.

He was playing a surgery simulator, and he at it, judging by the way he kept poking the eyes with scissors, he was going nowhere.

“You’re killing your patient!” Hani couldn’t help but whisper back in frustration.

“ off, this is an eye transplant, he doesn’t need these eyes anymore,” for good measure he kept stabbing at the eyes again.

“No bob, don’t die on me, we’ve got to give you them new eyes,” and then he snickered evilly as he took a drill and drilled his eyes.

“You’re killing him!”

The eye suddenly popped out.

“Psh I’m a genius,” he cackled and took the scissors to cut it. A popped the new eye ball back in but there was still the other eye. The monitor by Bob’s bedside suddenly turned flat.

“Great job, you killed him,” Hani said accusingly.

“As if you can do any better!”

“Well I can’t be as worse than you,” Hani scoffed.

“Here then if you’re so high and mighty,” J-Hope passed the phone under the table.

“I will,” she whispered, self assured.

3 minutes…

A flat line.

“What? Damn Bob, can’t take a punch,” Hani cursed.

J-Hope set his head down on the table and folded his arms so he could be covered. “You punched him with a hammer!” He laughed.

“Yeah well, people have lived through worse, damn bob,” she muttered.

“You’re worse than I am,” J-hope laughed again.

“Am not,” Hani grumbled.

“Well at least I got both his eyes out,” Hani said triumphantly.

“Before he bled to death,” J-hope laugh.

“I can think of two other people bleeding to death as well,” the dark new voice caused the both of them to stiffen in their seats.

“4 home works and a project!” Hani whined.

“That’s for playing footsie with J-hope,” Se Mi said bitterly.

“We weren’t playing footsie, we were playing a surgery simulator!”

Se Mi gaped at her.

“You were playing doctor!” She accused.

“Well not really-”

But Se Mi had already stomped away. The little smile on Hani’s lips faded as she looked at Yoo Ra dumbfounded.

“What did I do?”

“Nothing, she’s just being a brat, would it be okay if I went to her to calm her down?” She asked.

“Of course! Please!”

“Are you okay walking alone?”

“Oh sure, I’ve walked alone plenty of times,” Hani waved her hands dismissively.

Yoo Ra nodded her goodbye and went after her stomping friend. Hani looked at the both of them, dismayed. She didn’t do anything in purpose at all. It wasn’t her fault for being partnered up with J-Hope, and now she was doing punishments with him. Although, she didn’t give him her number, she did promise to add him on facebook and skype. She didn’t want to be stuck in school for extra load.

She sighed heavily.

“Noona?”

Hani immediately perked up at the voice.

“Cookieee~” she cooed.

Old habits kicking in, she threw herself into Jung kook’s arms. He, on the other hand, was surprised, in a good way and returned the hug.

“Are you alright?”

“I hate school,” Hani grumbled.

“I’ve yet to hear anybody say otherwise,” he smiled.

Hani pulled away so suddenly.

“Cookie-ah, are you going to a gym?”

Jung Kook stared at her, surprised and then slowly shook his head. Hani frowned, even though they’ve met a few times now, it was only now that she noticed how much he had changed. For one, he was a lot taller than she was now, and second, he got buff.

“Huh,” was all she said.

Nothing says I’m a man than muscles. J-Hope hyung’s a freaking genius!

For a moment there Jung Kook considered in taking his clothes off, but then he shook his head. The night was too cold and it’d be too sudden he’d look stupid. But that didn’t stop the blush going to his cheeks.

“Well, look at you with pecks and muscles and everything,” Hani smiled.

“It’s nothing,” was all he could muster up.

“I feel safe already,” she looped her arms around his.

“Where are we going?” Jung Kook’s heart hammered loudly in his chest.

“You’re taking me home of course, you’re not letting little ol’ me to be walking the night alone right?” Hani pouted playfully.

“Of course, you need a big strong man to protect you,” he puffed out his chest.

Hani slapped his arm, “hey I resent that, women can just as easily protect themselves too.”

“Uh-huh,” Jung Kook answered disbelievingly.

“Tch,” Hani slid him a look before leaning against his arms.

He looked down at her softly, “tired?”

She closed her eyes and continued walking, “hhmmm, school takes too much energy.”

“Are you feeling sick? Are you hurt anywhere?” Jung Kook suddenly became alert.

Hani laughed, “no you worry wart, I’m fine, I’m just saying.”

They walked in silence, it wasn’t an awkward silence but a comfortable silence. This was nice, Hani though, walking the streets leisurely without worrying what she’ll do if she collapses. It had happen quite a few times now, even when she was just walking down to her class, she would feel her knees give out on her. She was running out of medicine, instead of training her body to stand without medicine, she was getting more and more dependent on it.

“You know, my piggyback rides are still free.”

Hani beamed as she looked at Jung Kook, “but if I get a piggyback ride now, they’d think I was drunk, a high schooler getting drunk!”

“What do you care what they say?”

“Hmmm, should I act drunk?” Hani smiled slyly causing Jung Kook to laugh.

Hani hopped on Jung Kook’s back and started on talking about random things in a loud voice. Jung Kook would have lowered his head in embarrassment if it weren’t so funny.

“Ooohhh lookie that tree cookie, ah! That rhymed, I’m such a genius, oohhhhhhhh, we should give it a hug, oohhhh what are those fast boxes cookie? It’s faster than the carriages we have back in our time- ah youngsters these days with their PDA, in my time- YOU AJHUMMA-” Hani pointed at a rather well dressed lady who gave a start “-he’s following you” Hani whispered.

There was a look of horror on her face.

Jung Kook walked faster and then let out the laugh he was holding in.

“He’s following you?” he repeated, still laughing.

“Did you see her face? Ohmygod that was priceless!” Hani giggled.

A pair of old ladies passed them with a look of disapproval on their faces.

“Kids these days, no proper conduct and manners!”

Hani tsked after the old ladies but they didn’t dampen her spirit.

“Don’t listen to them,” Jung Kook said as Hani laid her head on his shoulder.

“I won’t, because I have the bestest friend in the world,” she murmured before falling asleep.

In another time, Jung Kook would have ecstatic by her words. But the word ‘friend’ just seemed to stand out even more. Bestest friend. It felt like he went up into another level in the world of best friends, he mentally slapped himself. Just when he thought he took one step closer into making her see him as a man, he took 3 steps back.

He wallowed in his thoughts all throughout the walk.

“Noona, noona,” he gently shook her and then tweaked her nose.

“Hhhmmmm,” she complained before opening her eyes.

“Cookie?”

“We’re here,” he told her softly as she rubbed her eyes.

“We’re home,” she remarked and then yawned.

Jung Kook gently slid her back down onto the ground. Sleep was still in her eyes as she smiled at him dopily. He chuckled at her cuteness.

“Tell aunt that I said hi and go immediately to sleep okay? You rest,” Jung Kook instructed.

She nodded her head like an obedient little kid.

“Good,” he ruffled her hair and bent down to kiss her forehead.

“Goodnight.”

Hani looked at Jung Kook’s retreating figure with her heart on her chest.

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