Jennie's POV "Jennie, I am not Jimin. Why are you venting out your anger with him on me?" for the umpteenth time, I heard Taehyung sighing on the other line. He sounded so exhausted but the angry me can't see that because of what happened. Chaeyoung had been crying after reading an article about Jimin and Seulgi dating. And it kills me. Chaeyoung may be a crybaby but it's different if she's crying not because she was too happy. "I told you. I told you a million times to keep your ing friend on a leash before I kill him. I specifically told you that I am ready to kill once Chaeyoung gets hurt!" I growled. Not only did she saw the article but she and Lisa saw them on a date. Chaeyoung saw her with her own eyes. "You know what, if you didn't keep me awake until dawn, I should have gone with them. And from there, I swear I don't care if we're outside but I will make sure he'll be begging on his knees once my hands take a hold of him. And Seu. I can't believe her. We're friends!" I exclaimed and Taehyung kept listening on the other line which what normally happens everytime I vent out my frustrations to him. The day Chaeyoung went home with her eyes swollen from all the tears, it took me an hour to calm down and stop sending out curses to Taehyung and that is me asking him to deliver every ing word I say to that jerk. "I know, GUCCI. Trust me. Jimin isn't all that giddy about everything that's happening. I can't tell you anything but trust me, he loves your friend more than anything," he stated and my breath hitch at the sound of his voice. I gulped. "Tae..." I called for his name as I turned from my bed. And I mentally scolded myself when I heard him humming in response from the other line. He sounded so tired and the sound of his breathing tells me he's just trying to keep up with me. I have been talking for an hour and I forgot that he may be exhausted. From what I know, they have a tight schedule and I'm taking his very little time to rest. "Have you eaten?" I asked, suddenly concerned at his wellbeing. Ever since that rooftop incident, my views on him had a hundred eighty degrees. I still hate his guts sometimes but talking with him on the rooftop made me realize that no matter what I do, he might be staying for God knows how long in my life. Whether for good or not, I don't know but my guts tell me he will. "Ow, is my sweet GUCCI concern about her Taehyungie?" the sound of his low voice while chuckling gave me goosebumps. Good Lord, he sounded amazing. But of course, I tried to mask the smile slowly creeping on my face when I heard him chuckle. "You wish. But you sounded so tired. I'm sorry for throwing everything at you," I pouted. I may be mean but I know I'm crossing the line. Looking closely, I may have overboard a bit. Or not just a bit but I sure did. "Sorry, I'm taking too much of your time," I added and I'm surprised he didn't answer. Did I vent out too much? In nervousness, I started biting my index finger while I wait for his answer. "It's fine Jennie. You know I'll always listen to whatever you say. And besides, I understand. I know why you're fuming. But give my friend a chance too," he mumbled and I can't help but sigh. Should I? It's not your relationship Jennie. You can't meddle in their lives. My conscience started bugging me. And then I remember what he just said. "Why?" The question in my head getting out of my lips. He sounded surprised a bit or maybe that was just my imagination but he then I heard his laughter from the other line. "Because you're my GUCCI? Honestly, Jennie, I