《FALL IN LOVE || JJK》24
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You are feeling warm and comfortable tucked inside the sheets, you nuzzled into the pillow to sleep a bit more, but then the croissant aroma lingering in the house had other plans for your grumbling stomach.
You sat up on the bed, feeling like a thirsty zombie. Everything is so sticky and itchy...your hair, skin and...wait a minute.
This is Jungkook's hoodie...
You lifted your head and glanced around the room in horror and gasped loudly, "What am I doing here?"...and in his clothes.
Luckily, he is not in the room, so you jumped off the bed and ran to your room only to find it locked.
Fuck! You locked it yesterday while leaving, coz you didn't want Jungkook to sneak in or move your stuff back. You don't remember where your handbag and phone are!
You sneaked downstairs like a thief, tiptoeing. It is clear, no sign of him. Good. You rushed to the kitchen and there is no one too, wow! The breakfast is ready.
You took iced water from the fridge to hydrate this cactus.
Gulping down huge chunks of water, you got mortified when you heard a certain voice, "Good Morning, Doll."
You choked on the water and turned around to see Jeon Jungkook, a wet t-shirt clinging to his sculpted body giving you a glimpse of JeonTiddies. He was working out.
He immediately rushed to you and patted your back as you were coughing, "Easy, Doll."
"How is your hangover?", a hint of taunt in his voice.
You glared at him, not that it is any of his business. But you woke up in his bed and his clothes and you don't remember anything about last night, after passing out in the bar and Jimin giving you a ride back home.
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Should I ask him about last night? Did I force myself on him, after yesterday's erotic dream?
Jungkook keenly observed you, how your lower lip disappeared between your teeth and the way you played with the hem of the t-shirt, staring at your feet.
Jungkook sat on the kitchen island near you, "You can ask me what all is running in that lil brain of yours", he said in a very cordial and warm manner.
As much as you hated to be in this situation, you hated to ask him this..."Why am I in your clothes?", you nervously eyed him.
"Because all your clothes are locked in your new room."
"Who changed -"
"I changed your clothes."
Your jaw dropped, the way he said it so easily... "How dare you? You are just my roommate...", your fists clenched on the sides.
Seeing you all worked up made Jungkook feel a spark in his heart. How did he resist a cute, adorable girl these many days?
"That dress was very tight and little, didn't want my girl to sleep uncomfortably", he smiled.
Who are you? What have you done to Jungkook?
"Did you hit your head somewhere?", you asked in confusion earning a soft chuckle from him.
"No, Doll."
"Then why are you calling me your girl?"
He got down from the kitchen island and walked to you. His gaze pinned you in that place coz you aren't able to move an inch. He held your fists and wrapped them around his waist, slightly hugging you...
"About that... You will find out in two days", he kissed your forehead and tugged a strand of your hair behind your ear.
"I will be back after the shower, wait for me, let's have breakfast together", he smiled softly and left.
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You are standing there...dumbfounded. With a frown on your head. Statics. What is up with him?
Miss Min witnessed the scene, she is smiling in awe at the couple.
You turned to her and asked, "Did you update his software?"
She burst out in laughter, "No, Y/n", she handed you the handbag and phone.
♡
All the time in the shower, you kept thinking about how he changed overnight. This cold ice is using warm heart-fluttering phrases now.
Did I kiss him last night? Or worse, confess my feelings to him?
Your head is about to explode thinking of all sorts of scenarios. You just want some food now.
♡
Jungkook is waiting for you at the table. He smiled at you and pulled out a chair for you to sit on.
He served the breakfast on your plate, "Bite this, Doll", and he held a piece of croissant near your mouth.
Did I get kidnapped? Is he going to kill me after treating me nicely?
"Don't strain your little brain too much", he patted your head as if you are a puppy.
How does he always know what I am thinking?
Without arguing any further, you took a bite and he continued to feed you the whole breakfast.
The frown never leaves your head.
Jungkook caressed your forehead, wiping the frown off, "Don't make that face...smile, Doll."
You finished the breakfast and pineapple juice, he wiped your mouth with a handkerchief, "Finished, good girl!"
You are not saying a word. Am I dreaming again? You pinched yourself, but no. This is real.
"Come I'll drop you at your office today", he held your hand and led you to the car.
In a swoosh, you are in front of your office. He undid your seat belt and patted your head.
"Have lunch on time, take a nap in between meetings, don't overwork, ok Doll?"
He is patting your head like you are his puppy.
"Are you gonna put me up for adoption?", you asked.
"Why would I do that to my cute baby?"
Your eyes widened at his words, you have no idea what the fuck is wrong with this guy, he is acting like a caring clingy boyfriend.
"I don't know where you hit your head and lost your memories but I'm still not talking to you", you huffed in annoyance, got out of the car and went inside the office.
"Just two days, Doll, you'll be in my arms again", Jungkook said to himself, blushing.
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