#gethimback

It was a funny thought. You and your friends thought the same. Since you were 14 years old you had not been afraid or ashamed to share your thoughts and work with strangers. Something good because it managed to take you to the area in which you currently work, musical art. You never took a step back, sharing music on Soundcloud and trying to apply to any music company that would accept you to gain some experience. You had talked and begged so much for opportunities that sometimes the memory of it felt a little embarrassing but that was the reason why you were where you were so you knew you shouldn’t feel like that. Making a fool of yourself had made you reach the position of a respect producer in one of the biggest entertainment companies in Korea.

You spent years from one company to another one, producing for underground artists until you got the opportunity to travel to the USA and met Carl Falk, a producer with several contacts who apparently saw something in you as he help you meet more artists and make your list of contacts bigger. You spent some years in the USA producing and writing for artists of different levels and making your name known in the music industry. That’s why, when an offer of returning to Korea to sign a contract as a permanent producer and writer at one of the world’s biggest entertainment companies, didn’t sound like a bad idea at all.

Returning to Korea was returning home. Your career was going better than ever, with an open contract that allowed you to work with any artist you wanted and that opened the door to, if you wanted, publishing your own work yourself. It was good. All thanks to Min Yoongi, or better known as Suga or Agust D among his fans. After working with him on his third album through a mutual friend, Jang Yi-jeong, better known as El Capitxn. There was a great connection from the start. So when he made you the offer to work at HYBE and return to Korea, it didn't sound so bad at all, much less when you thought it was just a silly conversation. Yoongi apparently was serious because the next week a company auditor was contacting you with an offer too good to be rejected.

In less than a month you were already returning to Korea, after having been abroad for almost four years.

The good thing about HYBE, or at least the contract, was that you could expand your art wherever you wanted. They didn’t limit you at any time and they even helped you meet more artists or get in touch with some with whom you wanted to work or who wanted to work with you. Of course, you still had to present projects for the company or work with limit dates on tasks they gave you for artists under the company name. It wasn't bad. To be honest, it was a great job and you loved it.

It was ironic, your friends would laugh at that if they knew what had happened. How someone could be so insecure when they pretended not to be and when they had done everything to get what they wanted.

Talking about emotional baggage and negative feelings was not one of your favorite activities, much less when you knew that everything would become more real if you talk about it with your best friends. For that matter, it was easier to talk to your neighbour about delusions and revenge plans at five in the morning than to tell your friends that your boyfriend broke up with you on your birthday and face the reality that you were no longer together.

In that moment, making a plan to get back at your ex with a super famous singer who also was a bit resentful towards him was much better than talking to your friends about your feelings. Of course, all those weeks of suffering for someone who didn't deserve it made you rethink your life choices.

Less than a month ago you were on a creative streak, making music and writing like crazy and you were living with the person you thought would be someone you would share the rest of your life with. Everything seemed to be going perfect. It was funny that now, in the present, you were once again in an almost empty apartment and unable to write any words or produce a sound. Your vacation of that year had turned into three weeks of pure crying to Taylor Swift's albums Evermore and Red on repeat.

Or at least it was until a singer knocked on your door without knowing that he would put you out of your misery.

You knew Jungkook was not your friend, at least not yet. You had a friendly relationship because you shared friends and you had talked a couple of times but you were not close… which made the whole exchange easier. Even more when he also shared some resentment towards the person you were hating at that moment. Without being your friend and sharing that feeling for the same person, the situation was good to create delusions of revenge. Not so far from reality because, despite the jokes and anecdotes, there was really only pain under that resentment and anger. That's why it had been easier to listen to Taylor Swift and drink too much wine for days, because it distracted you from those feelings.

Jungkook had managed to give you another reason to distract you and focus on a bad feeling. Although it wasn't really his fault as he didn't know how fucked up in the head you are— But, hey, at least he managed to get the negative thoughts out of your mind and give you a reason to pretend you had no time to produce when you really had no creativity at all.

There were two things Jungkook was sure the day after you both talked: one, you can drink a lot of wine and not get drunk; two, you are completely crazy.

You both talked all morning before the singer had to leave for a flight to the USA— a week-long trip in which he would meet with producers to discuss his solo album— It was exactly two hours in which you had planned how to get back at your ex-boyfriend.

To be honest, Jungkook first went along with you, the plan to kill and bury a very famous and admired singer in Korea was not the best plan. However, when the anger calmed down and the resentment started to grow, the good ideas started to come out. Your plan was simple: make Hangul beg to be back with you and then break his heart. Simple in the sense that it was 5 a.m. and the delusions were starting to sound real. Of course, after thinking it through you realized it wasn't as easy as you thought for the simple fact that that was the reason he broke up with you… there was no more love. A hard pill to swallow and that you were sure it didn’t passed completely. Luckily, Jungkook gave hope to the matter, taking into account that you had history and everything had been recent, more so when it had been a fight that triggered that final decision to end the relationship.

There were still things to say and actions to take, that was obvious.

Jungkook spent that week in the USA receiving your texts at 2am about ways to build and improve your plan. The artist knew at first he would regret giving you his number after you talked about how to kill your ex. However, you had managed to make him laugh with a lot of stupid things you probably made up when you were drunk.

The truth was, he also wanted to teach Hangul a lesson. He knew that sometimes being the bigger person was the mature thing to do. Forgive and get over it— But he also knew that resentment and anger didn't go away overnight. Even less when it was the action of a person you thought would never hurt you. Also, he didn't think the plan was so diabolical, giving him a taste of his own medicine could perhaps bring down the idol's ego and the superiority complex he carried… humble him a bit.

Nothing can go wrong with that, right?.

"Do you think a party is the perfect meet-cute?” You asked.

"Of course not. But you guys already know each other… You just have to meet again.” He said, obvious.

"But it has to be romantic. Bells ringing and wedding music playing so he knows he's missing the love of his life."

He rolled his eyes. "Just wear a short dress and he'll come up and talk to you. Ex-girlfriend you broke up with who hates you?. The sexual tension will make him run to you in a second."

"You are so romantic.”

Jungkook would be lying if he said that the first thing he had in mind when he came back to Korea was to hangout with you, let alone let you into his apartment at 4am to eat ramen and plan revenge against your ex-boyfriend and his ex-best friend…

But he couldn't complain, it was kinda fun. Of course, he didn't expect you to be the one knocking on his door at 4am— after he finished a live he had done in the night due to jet lag— with two bags to make ramen, which had also been to cover the last bags he had last week that he gave you to comfort you.

Half an hour later, Jungkook finished preparing the noodles and you both sat on the floor of his living room to talk about the plan.

First step: Meet again.

It had to be the most obvious start. After the breakup and not facing him for four weeks, the first step was to be able to met him without any problems. Making a plan was easy, carrying it out could be… complicated. The problem was, no matter how much anger, resentment growing inside you and the thirst for revenge… there was still that fondness and longing for him. It was much easier to launch angry comments and delusional plans when you didn't have the person in front of you. You knew that love could not be gone from one day to the next, that maybe revenge could help you move on and take away some of your anger… or at least you hoped it would.

"In fact, I am.” The singer confessed. “ I also think that wedding bells will ring when I meet the person I will marry."

You chuckled, a little surprised that Jungkook would think something like that. “I was being over the top, I don't think that will happen."

"Well, I do."

"You heard bells when you met your ex-girlfriend who cheated on you?.”

It was a bad joke, you knew that. And, in the short time you had been talking to Jungkook, you knew he could handle your sense of humor.

"Nope, and that's exactly why she cheated on me."

You let out a snort before going back to eating some of the soup noodles. A short silence ensued, it wasn't awkward and you appreciated not having to fill that meal time with unnecessary conversation or banter.

"What’s her name?.”

The singer took a couple of seconds to answer, realizing that it no longer bothered him so much to talk about what happened. Jungkook decided he was open to tell the story if you wanted to hear it.

"Myung.”

"That's a lovely name,” you tried to sound kind.

"Don't be nice.”

"That’s the name of a cheating bitch.”

Jungkook giggled. “For real."

You noticed that you had already finished your ramen while he was still half meal.

"How did you find out?.”

"I came back home early from a tour we did that year, I thought I'd go to her apartment to surprise her.” He grimaced, awkward. “He opened the door with a towel around his waist and she was wearing his shirt. It was very k-drama shit. My flowers felt on the floor and she was crying."

"Why was she crying? How cynical!”

"I guess. It was very embarrassing for me."

"Nah, you were doing something cute.” You shook your head. “It’s not your fault they were both shitty.”

"I should have known when I didn't hear the bells."

You both laughed.

"What were the excuses?.”

"She was lonely because I wasn't around…”

"And she fucked your friend who is also an idol?. How clever."

"And he was confused by her and they had a lot to drink."

"What a fucker. That sucks, man.”

"I know.” The boy shrugged his shoulders. “I cried for almost a whole month, then went to a bar to get drunk, tried to flirt with a girl and ended up puking on her shirt."

"What a great way to get over it."

"Somehow it helped. Now I think more on me puking all over that girl’s shirt than that cheating scene.”

"You think I should get drunk and get over it?.”

It was the first time you questioned being the bigger person.

"I think everyone deals with their feelings the best way they can.”

Jungkook was good with his words when he wasn’t joking around, non-judgmental and knew what to say at the right time. For that reason, the momentary calmness that his presence gave you helped you think about the situation a little better.

You had been crying over Hangul for weeks because you didn't understand or knew the exact reason why he had stopped loving you. You couldn't find the answer and the self-loathing consumed you day after day as you tried to find it. And that was what made you angrier because, after crying and suffering for days, you could finally see from another perspective the relationship and the situation you had been in. Accepting and contributing to deals you never thought you would have to deal with. Situations you never thought you would get into. You had let a man walk all over you without realizing it and the worst part was that this man was someone you loved and trusted.

"I don't want to forgive, at least not now.” You shook your head. "I don't want to be.. I can't be the kind of woman who understands and lets it go. I’m not tired at all about this, I’m angry as hell.” You sighed with annoyance. “I won't be the woman who lets it go and I definitely don't plan to. I won't be the bigger person.” You smiled slightly, mischievous. “What benefits do I get for being the bigger person anyway? I’m here for being petty and holding grudges."

Jungkook watched you for a few seconds in silence and without any expression. The anxiety that maybe you were doing something wrong or stupid grew as fast as it ended when the boy let you know exactly what he thought the instant he saw the doubt on your face.

"Being petty and holding grudges will be,” he nodded. "Lets get that motherfucker back.”

1 year ago.

"I love her so much, I want to be her when I grow up."

"She literally killed hundreds of people and made them commit canibalism."

"God forbid women have hobbies."

The man laughed before closing the laptop. You both had done a marathon of the series The 100. It had been several weeks without seeing each other so, after he invited you to his house for a drink, not even two hours passed before you two ended up naked in bed watching a Netflix series you hadn't managed to finish, ordering junk food to end the night.

"I'm so tired.” You tucked in the shirt you took from him as you stretched and bounced wearily. "I was in the studio since 5am. I should delete my number from Yi Jeong’s phone, it's unbelievable that he makes me get up at that time because he has a creative idea.”

Hangul laughed lightly as he sipped on his soda. "Did you guys create something good?.”

"Nothing really useful. We ended up editing a song for Yoongi's new album. We're trying to get in touch with a singer to see if he wants to be part of the song.” You smiled, excited. "It's one of my favorite bands lately."

"You're not supposed to give out this information, you know?"

"I didn't say the name of anything."

"I know it's The Rose, you've been talking about them for weeks."

"Shut up, you can't say anything."

"You're very bad at keeping secrets. I'm sure you're just as bad at lying."

"I'm not!" You defended yourself with amusement, "I just trust you not to say anything."

"I won't.” He promised. “God, do you do the same thing when we work together? Does everyone already know about who’s featuring for my new album?.”

"Of course not" Hangul raised an eyebrow, not believing a word you were saying. “Okay, maybe Yoongi and Yi-Jong already know.”

"You're the worst.” The singer rolled his eyes. “You're lucky I'm someone trustworthy."

“That’s what I like about you.”

You smiled slightly before looking at him. A tedious silence filled the room and you realized that it was not because of the previous conversation but because of the one to come. Hangul had that neutral expression that made you anxious because you could never tell what was on his mind, you knew that sometimes he did it because he liked it. It was something you had accepted after hanging out with him several times, Hangul loved to be unread, to play mysterious, you had to admit it was attractive on one hand but ceased to be when your insecurity came out as collateral damage. Not that he knew, you didn’t told him at the time either, someone you slept with didn't need to know your insecurities, that's what you thought but to be honest, when had it been just sleeping around? He and you had stopped being just a good fuck a long time ago.

He was the first to let that reality hit you both

"I'm going to say something that will probably change the course of this thing we have.”

"Is there a problem?" You asked with confusion, your anxiety growing more and more. You really liked Hangul, you didn't want to stop at just nights out and a friendship with benefits. You actually wanted more.

"I don't think it's a problem.” He smiled with confidence. “I was thinking we can make this into something more. I don't know, I really like you and I think we can maybe take this on another level. I don't want to be just your friend— I mean, I wanna be more than your fuck buddy."

"Oh," you nodded quickly, your heart starting to beat faster, this time with another thrill of anxiety. “Yeah, I'd like to try that.”

"Good.” The boy grabbed your hand, playing with your fingers affectionately. “Are you free tomorrow afternoon? I'll take you out to for dinner.”

"Like a date?.”

"Yes, an official date."

You: I’m here

Jungkook: balcony

Jungkook: let me know if you need help

You: are you gonna watch like a weirdo?

Jungkook: wtff?? I'm being nice and looking out for you

You: and that's why you're becoming my dude bestie

You: I'll scratch my arm if I need backup, thank youu

Jungkook: good luck!!

It wasn't exactly a party. The company had put together a small gathering with several artists, including the behind-the-scenes staff, in order to celebrate the success they were having and how the company was growing. It wasn't uncommon for HYBE to have a few of these meetings, sometimes for new releases, for new ideas or just to create more connections between employees and form a good working environment. The company was good at building relationships, most of the employees knew each other and respected each other's work, whether it was singing on stage in front of thousands of people or tidying up the studio mess.

For that reason, this event was the best place to meet Hangul, pretending that it was actually a coincidence that you both were there… much more when you skipped those kinda of events.

The meeting was in the last floor of the company. They were usually held there because, besides giving privacy to the artists, it was a large and comfortable place that everyone knew. It was a big duplex, the first floor had a large bar in the left corner, big furniture to sit on and a lot of bar games to entertain, the second floor was all open and you could see the people below, there were a couple of bathrooms, stereos and a some tables for more privacy. The balcony was on the first floor, close to the bar, it had a small pool on the right side that was surrounded by artificial grass and some chairs on the side that overlooked the landscape of the sky. And that was the place you had to go.

"Can I have two shots of tequila?" You asked the bartender before having to do your thing. “Thank you."

Jungkook: Take it easy, just remember the rageee😡😡

You chuckled as you read the singer’s message, looking around to find where he was.

Jungkook: up

Your gaze wandered to the second floor, Jungkook was leaning on the railing, a glass of alcohol in his hand while the other held his phone. You moved your head in greeting before taking a shot of tequila. You waved to a few people who approached you, trying not to create a long conversation to not forget the reason why you were there that night.

You: taking courage

Jungkook: Just remember that he broke up with you on your birthday

You sighed with annoyance at the reminder before looking up again, Jungkook chuckled amused for the reaction he got from you and raised his glass, you did the same with your shot of tequila before drinking it completely without taking your eyes off him.

You: I will break his soul

There were two things you knew perfectly about Hangul, the first was that he was smart with people, he could tell what you really felt and what you were up to if he showed you a little intimidation, he was good at reading people… the second one was that he was a man, he was the exact typical definition of one… That's why you were wearing a short black dress with straps along with long boots of the same color. The makeup being somewhat natural but with a strong red lipstick. It was the perfect outfit that he loved, short black skirts and red lipstick was his weakness and you had to be careful not to let him know why you were dressed that way so casually that day.

Your heart was pounding as you walked towards the balcony, you hadn't been able to find him with your eyes but the simple fact of knowing that he was there made you anxious, for a moment the plan went out of your mind and the only thing that was there was the situation you were in, you were going to see your ex again, the one you hadn't seen for almost two months after you both shouted hurtful things to each other before leaving and not looking back. Your breathing became heavy, what were you doing? maybe you should just take a couple of shots and get over it once and for all, maybe throw up in some girls shirt and travel a little, you didn't have to make a whole mess to get revenge on someone who didn't love you anymore, right?. God, you felt so stupid…

"Y/n.”

For a moment you thought your heart had stopped. That voice made the moment stop for an eternity, however, you quickly pulled yourself together to not give him the satisfaction that he could still caused a thrill in you. You turned to look at the person, Hangul was in front of you.

I don't love you anymore!

It was almost funny to think that for the first time you were feeling it, that pain described in the movies and books was true. How is it that feelings can cause you physical pain? you felt your chest burning with all the memories that were appearing in your mind quickly but you held on to one in particular. The time the boy standing in front of you yelled at you that he didn't love you anymore on your birthday. And that pain in your chest turned into a burning rage. How could you let that happen?. People really do get stupid in the face of love.

"Hey.”

There were two things you were good at, the first was creating music and the second was pretending that everything was okay. The problem in that moment though was that nothing was okay, even though you felt angry and wanted to kill him, you knew you had to act hurt by what had happened, it would be stupid to talk to him as if nothing had happened when everything really happened… when you couldn't even close the chapter in a good way. So there were two things you had to do, the first was to pretend you wanted to get out of there and wait for him to stop you as Hangul hated to be left with the word in his mouth and even more so not to be the one who has the last word. The second thing, finding the opportunity to find out how you could casually walk back into his life again.

"Hi— You look beautiful."

"Thank you.” You pretended to feel uncomfortable, not much because you actually were. "I think I'll go…"

"Wait, can we just… talk?" The singer looked at you, pleading ". Please."

Bingo

You nodded slightly as you let him lead you to a corner of the balcony, somewhat more private and far from other people. The boy stood in front of you and you cursed in your mind as you gave him a quick glance, Hangul was hot which made the situation worse. Jungkook was right that seeing the ex you hated could cause the sexual tension to be at its peak.

"I don't know what you want me to say…"

"Everything. The last time we talked we just yelled hurtful things and you never called me back."

"I was hurt, I am hurt Hangul…what do you want to do now? We’re done, there's nothing more to say."

The boy looked at you without any expression in his face before nodding slightly, "I understand why you're upset, I shouldn't have told you that in the way I did. I should have thought in a better way to say it but the situation escalate so quickly, I just needed to tell you in that moment.”

You clenched your fist furiously behind your back before scratching your arm. I just needed to tell you in that moment? No, he should have told you before or after that special day for you, he should have told you calmly because of the respect that existed in the relationship and as a person, it should have been at another time, not when you were arguing because you needed him to give you emotional maturity in the relationship, basic things that you should not have to discuss or teach him.

"I guess it did".

"Look, I don't want things to end badly between us, let’s do better. This year with you was the best thing that ever happened to me— I just, I don't want to lose you completely.”

It must have been cute, in another moment you would have made an adorable face at the idea that he wanted to keep his relationships healthy and without fights because it was important to him. At that moment, the only thing you could think was how selfish he was being for just thinking about his peace of mind and the fact that he hadn't even said sorry to you, not even once… in any fight in the relationship. . The realization hit you like a bucket of cold water, he had never asked you for forgiveness, he always thought he was right, even now.

You didn't want him to feel sorry for you, you didn't want him to ask for forgiveness because he didn't love you anymore, you wanted him to ask for forgiveness because he had made you feel shit on a special day, because he had no respect for your mental health or feelings at any time. You wanted forgiveness as a person and as a girlfriend, but he didn't even care about what he had done wrong because in his eyes all that was probably small mistakes and collateral damage that happens in relationships. You can't please everyone, right?.

"Yes, you're right” You nodded slightly. How were you going to get back into his life? "I wish I had known earlier, maybe we could have done something…"

"It wasn't your fault, it's just life.” He shrugged. "Sometimes people need something better, you know?.”

Oh my god.

You were going to break his face. You scratched your arm harder as you nodded, taking a step closer to him and smiling like a crazy person.

"You know what? It's funny you say that because..."

"Hey! I've been looking for you everywhere.” Grabbing your shoulders and forcing you to face him, Jungkook gave you a cute smile before looking at Hangul with a neutral expression and shaking his head in greeting. He returned his gaze to you in a second with the same cute smile. “I bought a bottle of tequila, we should do some shots before we go home.”

"Home?. What— Do you guys know each other…?”

"A few shots would be nice” You nodded as you pulled him by his shirt and ignored the boy behind you. “I'll see you around, Hangul."

You dragged Jungkook out of the balcony, struggling hard not to go back and break the other boy's face. You began to curse him in a whisper as the singer led you to the second floor where his friends and a bottle of tequila were waiting for you both.

"Didn't you see what happened?" Jungkook stopped you before you reached his table, putting his hands on your shoulders.

"Yes, I made a fucking fool of myself by agreeing with him and not punching his face because now I know there is no way to get back with him. You know what? I'll just go back and break his legs…"

“No!— Hey, look at me.” The singer stopped you, making sure he had your full attention before telling you what had happened. “He was jealous.”

You frowned. "What are you talking about?.”

"Hangul was jealous.”

"No, he was…"

"Jealous. He doesn't know how we know each other, the comment I made about going home…" Jungkook chuckled. "You should have seen his face."

You watched Jungkook in silence, thinking about the situation. It was true, Hangul was not insecure but he was possessive and jealous, his ego and superiority complex did not allow him to let go of things easily even if he had ruined them. He loves to know that everything is his, that he could get anything at anytime he wanted, that there was no way anyone could get or be better off without him, that no one could really get what was his regardless of what he threw away. He didn't like that someone could be better off without him... that someone could get someone much better than him... someone more famous and more desired by the crowd.

"Do you think..?"

"Look back, be subtle."

You leaned on the balcony next to the singer before subtly passing your gaze around the first floor until you reached the balcony. Hangul quickly took his gaze off Jungkook and you when you locked eyes with him. You chuckled before looking at the singer with a mischievous gaze.

"Huh.”

“We found a way” Jungkook smiled slightly, and this was the first time you couldn't decode the look he was giving you.

“Yeah, we found a way.”

Second step: make him jealous.

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