"Hey babe, what time is the wedding planner coming?" Junhyung yelled from the bathroom.

"She said she'll be here in-- Oh wait, someone's at the door. I think that's her. Hurry up and get dressed!" Dara yelled back before answering the door. When she opened it, there stood a woman in a business suit, holding wedding magazines.

"Good afternoon, Miss Park. My name is Nam Chohee. We talked to each other on the phone last week about your wedding." She smiled and Dara couldn't help but notice how pretty she is. She looked like she was about the same age as her and if Dara didn't know that she's a wedding planner, she would've thought that she was a model.

"Yes, I remember. Please come in. Junhyung will be out in a minute." Dara opened the door wider so that Chohee could enter. She looked around and kept quiet while waiting for Junhyung. Dara thought that she was probably a little bit shy, so she just let her be. They both sat on the couch and occasionally, they would smile at each other. When Junhyung walked out of the bedroom though, it was like her mood completely changed to happy and excited. She got up and rushed to him, extending her hand.

"Hello, Mr. Yong. It's such an honour to meet you! I'm a big fan of B2ST!" Dara couldn't help but feel a little bit hurt because she did not get that kind of greeting from Chohee. Junhyung thanked her for her compliments and shook her hand.

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Dara's POV

Okay, I don't know how wedding planners are supposed to act with their clients, but I'm pretty sure they're not supposed to flirt with them. Seriously, if this girl wasn't the best wedding planner in Seoul, I would've told her to leave hours ago. Her ideas are great and all, but I feel like I don't freaking exist because all her attention is on Junhyung! To make it worse, this guy is so oblivious that he just lets her get away with it. You want to know what she's been doing? Well, let me tell you.

Firstly, of all the space on the couch, she had to squeeze herself between Junhyung and I. I was kind of peeved that she just wiggled her way in the middle of us, but I let it go, thinking that she probably only did it because she wanted both of us to see her magazines and samples, without having to reach across one of us if she had sat on the other side. Yeah, that's the reason right? Wrong. The whole time we were sitting there, her body was turned towards Junhyung while she showed him wedding pictures of her past clients. I looked like a complete fool trying to look over her shoulder for 30 minutes.

What. The. ?

Oh, but that isn't all that happened. At one point, she asked him what kind of flowers and centrepieces he would like and he told her to ask me because he's not good with choosing those kinds of things. I expected her to turn to me and ask, but that didn't happen. Why am I not surprised? Do you know what she did? She put her HAND on JUNHYUNG'S THIGH and said, "Oh, I'm sure whatever you pick will be great!" Right now, I don't really give a about what she's saying. Her ing hand is on my fianceé's thigh. On. His. Thigh. How the hell did this Chohee girl become the best wedding planner in Seoul? I swear, if she doesn't take her hand off him, someone's going to die today! Why did he not do anything about it? I don't ing know!

Am I overreacting? I don't know either, but I'm pretty sure that there's something wrong with her.

"I'll go get us some drinks and check up on Mirae," Junhyung said, bringing me back to reality.

"Okay," she chirped. Really? How professional.

As he was out of the room, Chohee turned to me. Wow, now you look at me?

"You know what I wonder?" she asked. Woah, is that hate laced in her voice? Am I imagining things?

"What?" I replied coldly. If she's going to talk to me like that, I might as well do the same.

"I wonder how Junhyung ended up with someone like...you." , what did you just say?

"Excuse me?"

"I'm just saying that an attractive man like him should be with someone who is eqaully as attractive, not someone who's..." the looked me up and down, "...average looking. I don't even know why you're an idol."

Oh no, this ing has to go!

She turned back to her cheery, happy, fake self when Junhyung returned to the living room.

"What were you guys talking about?" he asked as he set down the tray of drinks.

"Not much. I was just telling her that she's so pretty and that you two look absolutely perfect together, right Miss Park?" Oh, hell no! I am not going to help out with this girl's lies!

"I'm sorry Miss Nam, but I'm afraid we won't be needing your assistance with our wedding. You may leave," I said calmly.

"What? Why?" they both asked in unison.

"Oh don't play innocent with me, Chohee. You know exactly why," I hissed. "Now get out, before I drag you to the lobby myself."

All Junhyung could do was look at her apologetically while she gathered her things and ran out, tears in her eyes. If I wasn't fuming at the moment, I might have actually felt sorry for her. Actually, scratch that. Why should I feel sorry for someone who just insulted me like that and tried to flirt with the man I'm going to get married to?

"What in the hell was that?" Junhyung growled.

"Were you that unaware of what was going on around you during this whole meeting?" I shouted.

"What are you talking about?"

"The whole time she was here, all she did was talk to you, acting like I wasn't even there. She even put her hand on your thigh for God's sake. How could you not notice that? Oh and when you were gone, she started talking about me, saying that I'm average looking and that I don't deserve to be with someone as attractive as you!" I snapped. I could feel tears going down my cheeks. Damn, her words actually hurt me more than I thought.

"You probably just misunderstood what she said. She probably didn't mean it that way. Look, she's probably still in the lobby, waiting for her taxi to come. I'm going to go down and apologize for your behaviour. You stay here and think about what happens when you let jealousy take over you," Junhyung said.

"Are you ing kidding me? You think this is all because of jealousy? You think that I was so jealous, I completely misunderstood all of her actions and words? Is that what you ing think? What would it take for you to actually believe me? Should I have recorded it? Set up a video camera?" I shot back.

"Stop. We'll talk about this when I get back." Junhyung walked out and left me there. I screamed at the top of my lungs because I am so frustrated right now. I thought that he would be on my side, but he does the complete opposite and goes to apologize to that girl. Why is this happening to me?

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I paced around the living room, waiting for Junhyung to return. He's been gone for at least 10 minutes and I don't trust him being alone with Chohee. Who knows what kind of things that girl can do. I don't care if Junhyung gets mad at me, I'm going down there and I'm dragging Junhyung back here.

Before, I headed downstairs, I needed someone to look after Mirae, so I ran next door to ask Mrs. Choi. Thankfully, she happily said yes and quickly rushed over to our apartment.

We only lived on the second floor, so I didn't bother using the elevator and just used the stairs. I walked down the hallway, towards the entrance to the lobby, but noticed someone blocking the way.

"Excuse me, you're blocking the way," I said, trying to be as polite as I can at such an angry state. When the person turned around, I was surprised to see that it was Doojoon. He seemed to be equally as shocked upon seeing me. "Doojoon? Why are you here?"

"N-Noona, I-I don't think you should g-go to the l-lobby," he stammered, blocking me everytime I tried to look past him, to where Junhyung and Chohee are.

"Let me through!" I demanded. I tried to push him out of the way, but he stood firm and held me back. "What the ? I said let me through!"

After several hard pushes and some kicking, I finally squeezed my way through the entrance and saw Junhyung and Chohee talking. None of them seemed to notice my presence as they were absorbed in their conversation. I stayed behind one of the pillars in the lobby and watched as they talked. She was saying something to him and then he just nodded and sighed.

Then, he leaned in..

No..

..closer and closer to her face..

He wouldn't...

..until their lips met.

He did.

I feel like the whole world just came crashing down on me. I let the tears fall down my face, but clasped my hand over my mouth to muffle my sobs. I feel like someone had just stabbed me through my chest as I watched him kiss another woman. The fact that he initiated it broke my heart even more.

I stood there, frozen, until someone whirled me around and hugged me. His scent smells familiar..

"Doojoon..h-he.." I hiccupped.

"I know noona, I saw," Doojoon whispered as he rubbed my back. I started hyperventilating because of all the pain that I was feeling at the moment. He just let me bury my face in his chest as I cried.

All of a sudden, I felt Doojoon's arms tighten around me. I looked up at him and saw that he was glaring at someone.

"Dara...I-I can e-explain-" the person behind me started, but his sentence was cut off when my palm connected with his face. I slapped him so hard that he stumbled back a bit and his cheek instantly turned red.

"I hope that kiss was worth it because.." I looked him straight in the eye, holding back more tears that were threatening to spill. "..I'm breaking up with you."

"No, no, no, no. Don't say that! Please let me explain!" He started sobbing and took a step towards me, hand holding his cheek.

No, I will not fall for this again.

"I'm taking Mirae and we're going to live in 2NE1's dorm from now on." I choked back tears as he grabbed my hand.

"You can't leave! Please! I love you so much! I can explain!" He hugged me and begged for me not to leave him. I wanted to move on, forgive him and forget that this ever happened, but I can't. This is not something that I can just get over that easily. I'm afraid that if I let myself fall back into his arms, the image of him kissing Chohee would replay in my head over and over again.

I can't do this anymore.

"Please let go of me." He did the opposite and tightened his hold.

"We're supposed to get m-married. You, Mirae and I are s-supposed to be a family. P-Please." he stuttered.

"I can't..I..Let go, Jun," I struggled out of his grip and stepped back before he could pull me back into his arms.

"P-Please."

"We're done."

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