All of the stars ~ A JJK fanfiction

Four

After 10 or so minutes of driving, Jungkook pulled into a rather large house on the outskirts of the city. 

This is his house? It's more like a mansion! 

You thought as Jungkook stopped the vehicle on the wide driveway. You took off the helmet carefully and gave it back to Jungkook after you both had gotten off the bike. 

"See, it wasn't that bad was it?" 

"Meh. Kinda scary though." 

You said with a small smile and suddenly found the ground way more interesting. 

"Are you gonna come in then?" 

You looked up and saw Jungkook standing near the door. 

"Uhh yeah."

You walked up to Jungkook's side and gave him a faint smile. Your eyes danced around instantly after stepping inside the residence. A small gasp slipped from your rose-colored lips as you took in the beautiful architecture of the building. A smooth shade of creme painted on the walls, escaping into high ceilings and decorated with floating chandeliers. A large, ceremonious staircase stood proudly in your sight. It's gold-rimmed banisters caught your eyes as they shone in the light, making them look even more charming. 

"Jungie! You're home!" 

Your head snapped in the direction of the small, excited voice. You looked to see a little girl, no more than the age of five. She had her tiny hands placed on Jungkook's thighs, shaking them excitedly. You smiled unknowingly at the little girl. 

"Oppa come plway with me. Pwease!"

Oppa? I didn't know Jungkook had a little sister. 

Jungkook had crouched down to her level.

"Not now my little bunny, I have something to do with my friend." 

He said glancing at you for a few seconds, as the little girl followed his actions. 

"Unnie! You can play with me instead or Jungie Oppa." 

She ran to you and hugged your legs. You giggled at her cuteness. 

"Jungie Oppa and I need to do something important and then I can play with you. I promise." 

Extending you pinky for a promise, she interlocked hers with yours, signaling your promise being locked. 

"Si Hyun, what have I told you about not crowding our guests." 

"Sowwy Eomma." 

A beautiful lady walked into the hallway. She looked like she was in her late 30's. A messy blue apron was hanging around her neck. It was covered in, what looked like, flour. The lady dried her hands on a clean part of the apron. She sighed and turned to her son. 

"How are you Jungkook? Was your day too stressful?" 

"It was okay eomma." 

He spoke and kissed both of his mother's cheeks. I stood there awkwardly as I watched the cute scene unfold. 

"It's nice to meet you, dear. I'm Jungkook's mother, don't be afraid to call me eomma if you wish. I hope Jungkook wasn't much of a bother to you. He's always causing trouble around these headquarters. Don't be shy to make yourself at home, and ask if you need anything. Mi casa, es tu casa." 

You smiled warmly at Mrs. Jeon and thanked her for the warm welcome. 

"You're house is so beautiful." 

"Thank you, sweetie. Jungkook's father built it himself." 

"Wow, talent really does run in your family Jungkook."