I wiped my tears away and stood up. So far, nobody has entered the elevator on me so I was thankful. I left and started walking around the lobby until someone called my name.

"Hoseok!" I turned around and my eyes widened. I instantly smiled.

"Jordan, hello." I said.

"Hello again." He said, smiling widely at me. "Where's your friend?"

"Don't know and I don't care."

"Oh, did you fight?"

"M-maybe." I mumbled. "I want forget about it. How-how are you?"

"I'm great." He said. "So, what are you doing in France?"

"School trip." I said. "Two weeks."

"That's awesome!" He exclaimed. "I'm actually here for some work."

"Not live here? Because you have a french, french uh, accent." I tilted my head, trying my best to speak English with him.

"I grew up here." He shrugged. "Anyways, will your teachers allow you to leave the hotel?"

"No."

"Oh, that's sad. Well, there's an arcade under this floor. Wanna go have fun?"

"Arcade, yes!" I smiled.

Little did I know, someone was watching me from far away.

**

"I win, again!" I laughed. "I'm more awesome!"

"Basketball is a stupid game, anyways." He crossed his arms, rolling his eyes at me.

"Yes, because you loser!" I pointed at him. I took the winning tickets that sprouted out of the basketball machine and compared them to Jordan's. "I have more tickets than you. I get cool present!"

"The gap is just a hundred tickets, that's nothing."

"Sure." I smirked. "You play hoop game?"

"No more basketball."

"Not basketball, promise."

"Alright."

We walked to the game where we had to throw a little hoop around the glass bottle. It was only one bottle and it was far away. This was going to be hard.

"Let's make a bet." Jordan declared.

"What?" I asked, interested.

"If I win this, I get to keep my tickets and take yours. If you win, you take mine and keep yours."

"Ok!" I smirked.

We started playing and we've missed many times yet we still wasted our money on this game. I wanted the tickets and so did Jordan. The worker even told us in French that we were wasting our money. Of course I didn't understand, Jordan translated for me. He told him one of us will win no matter what.

I was about to throw my hoop but someone spoke up and I missed the bottle. I turned to the person in anger but it all died away when I saw Yoongi standing there.

"I see you're having fun."

"I am." I crossed my arms. "And you made me miss the bottle."

"Good."

"Hello again." Jordan said, smiling at Yoongi.

"Hi." He scoffed. "Come on."

"No, I'm staying here. Who are you to tell me to leave? Not my dad, that's for sure." I said as I turned away from him.

"We're leaving and that's the end of it."

"I said no."

"Fine. I'll go but don't think about coming back and talking to me because I'm going to ignore you."

It took me so much not to break down and cry right in front of him. I put on a blank face and shrugged my shoulders. "Fine. Leave, see if I care." I turned away as he walked off.

"You don't have to stay with me. I don't want you to lose your friendship because of me." Jordan frowned.

"My boyfriend." I said, pointing at Yoongi as he left.

"Boyfriend?!" His eyes widened. "Oh my god, I am so sorry."

"Why?"

"I feel so stupid now."

"What do you mean?"

"Damn it." He sighed. "I thought you were friends so when I pulled you, it was an act of kindness. I didn't know he'd get mad at that."

"Oh."

It was like something hit me in the head and I started laughing so hard. He looked at me like I was insane. I wiped away a tear and calmed down.

"I don't get why you were laughing."

"Yoongi was jealous because he thought you were flirting with me."

Now it was his turn to burst out laughing. "No! I was just being nice! I'm straight! I guess I shouldn't try that with strangers but I do that with my friends."

"This is funny." I said. "We need to go tell him."

"Yeah, we better explain so that your relationship doesn't get ruined because of a stranger in France." He laughed.

We left the arcade but not before getting our prizes from the prize stand. Because of Yoongi, Jordan ended up winning my tickets. He got a huge teddy bear and gave it to me for Yoongi. He said it's so I can win him back. It was adorable, really.

We used the elevator and went up to the fifth floor. I walked towards Yoongi and Jimin's room with Jordan by my side.

"Go on, knock and take back your man." He whispered, giving me a thumbs up.

I giggled and knocked on the door. I waited for a whole minute before the door opened, revealing Jimin.

"Hoseok? What are you doing here?"

"Is Yoongi here?"

"No!" I heard someone yell. I rolled my eyes.

"Can I talk to him alone?" I asked. Jimin nodded and left, probably to go to Jungkook.

"Good luck." Jordan said.

"You brought him with you?" Yoongi said, walking towards the door. "Even better."

I smiled at him and stepped inside. He just glared at me. "Hi."

"What are you doing here? I told you I won't talk to you."

"Yet here you are." I laughed.

"I'll leave you two alone." Jordan said, walking off.

"What do you want? And why are you laughing?"

"First of all, we need to talk."

"No, we don't."

"Yes, we do. Because you misunderstood everything." I pulled him to the bed and sat next to him.

"Everything was clear."

"No, it wasn't." I shook my head. "First off, I found out something."

"What?"

"Jordan is straight." I burst out laughing. "He doesn't like me and he wasn't flirting with me, Yoongi. He's straight." He stayed silent as I continued laughing. "You were jealous over a guy that was acting normal." That made me laugh even harder.

"He's not straight."

"He is! He told me today." I smiled. "Are you still mad?"

"No." He mumbled.

"Do you feel bad?"

"Yeah, a lot." He looked up at me.

"Good, because you made me cry." I joked. His eyes widened.

"I made you c-cry?" He stuttered. I nodded, smiling. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"It's okay." I shyly smiled back at him. "And I got you a little something. It's from Jordan and I."

I gave him the teddy bear that was in my hands the whole time. He looked at it and smiled at me.

"Now I feel bad, really bad."

"Don't. Let's put everything behind us and start new."

He pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead. "I don't want to make you cry ever again."

"Then don't get jealous."

"It's pretty hard not to get jealous when my boyfriend is beautiful."

My eyes widened. "No way in hell, there are way more guys out there that look better than me."

"There might be some good looking guys out there but I got eyes for you only, baby." He smiled, caressing my cheek. "You're my princess, my baby and my one and only."

He planted his lips on mine and I felt all the butterflies erupt in my stomach. Those words plus this kiss will be the death of me. I smiled as he pulled away and kissed my forehead once again.

"That's my bed!" Jimin yelled, stomping inside the room.