No 🍋.

A little break and catch up till the next chapter—which 🍋 will be present.

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A year passed and then time continued to move, never stopping for me nor anytime.

Dollface and I continued to have photoshoots together. Our time together more natural as time went by. Soon, our chemistry became the talk of the entertainment world. They kept gossiping about whether or not we were dating or fucking.

They were wrong. We did neither together.

It was so much more than that. We did so much. We were so much more together.

In the end, I was only glad that Our little thing didn't burden Hoseok Hyung. If it had I knew at least three people who would have happily made me into a delicious filet. Angel especially had threatened me more than once...and Dollface had st first enjoyed seeing me pressured by someone young, but she soon had gotten annoyed. The two women had fought, but found common ground somewhere—I don't know what—and had made up.

Either way, my close relationship with Dollface had taken the attention away from Hyung and Angel's relationship more than a few times. I can proclaim that proudly.

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During the passed time, many things had happened. One was Yoongi Hyung had his cub. He was growing really quickly. The little rascal was now past two—running and talking. He was incredibly smart and playful.

Jungkook? He couldn't stop gushing about his Bunny and how they deserved lots of smaller bunnies running around their house. He wanted more even though he had not even had his first one. She was half way into the pregnancy, her stomach finally showing.

With her physically showing, Jungkook had forced me to go with him to go shopping. He needed to choose clothing, carriage, toys and etc. Three hours of shopping, yet he still needed to go shopping. It was endless. He had endless amount of stuff he wanted to buy his progeny.

Namjoon Hyung and Baby, was happily married—at least by law and on paper. It had been recent, only a couple of months ago. His wife had not wanted a large wedding, or a wedding at all, but at the convincing of her husband's mother and her own father, they were going to have a little ceremony in a few weeks.

Hoseok Hyung and Angel was keeping it hush-hush, as usual. They kept their distance and tried to keep their professionalism at all time, but it was a little hard for the both of them.

Not long after I found out about them, Dollface also found out. At that tome, I happened to be there, we came upon them either when they were done or were beginning their touchy-touchy. Angel was all hands, and even now, poor Hoseok Hyung was trying to keep himself and her from not going overboard. Truthfully, I honestly did not want to know what they did alone.

Not my business. Not anyone else's.

Anyway, Angel was good for him though. She was the little pill that hyung needed. It kept him healthy, sleeping and eating. Nothing more I could ask for...

Surprisingly, Dollface and Angel got along very well, all the women did. It was kind of weird. They were banded together by something...I wasn't sure what but I didn't pry too much into it. As long as Dollface was accepted and treated well, I did not feel the need to get involved.

Taehyung...Taehyung was Taehyung. He had changed a little bit and he was withdrawn, and I couldn't seem to crack him up to open up to me. I was so frustrated at that. Knowing him, he was trying to resolve everything by himself. He was trying to keep everything inside bottled up, or make himself from detached from the world, but what he was doing wasn't to achieve enlightenment. This was only hurting him.

Lastly, Doll and I...we've progressed but we also haven't.

Officially, we were not together.

Yes...

You heard me correctly. We were not together.

We were in the in-between, the gray area, and I had been perfectly fine with that.

Until of course...that damn Hyungshik. Ugh, she had a scandal with the actor and I was disgusted by that.

Not at Dollface of course, at Hyungshik and that freaking reporter, who had twisted rumors and nonexistent facts into something more.

Anyway, I was never the type to have to define anything. Since Dollface did not want to name us, I was fine with that. Anyone who needed to be in the know knew that Dollface was mine and I was happy with that. I was content

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Besides...I guess I wanted Dollface to crumble, for her to completely give in to me, out of her own volition, because she wanted it.

Yet...there was constant throbbing for something more.