How scary can it be not to know whether you're living in reality or in your dreamland?
And what if it goes on for months?
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We are not fallen angles.
Neither are we pure evil.
The thing is that we are a confusing mix of both.
The "good guys"...
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"Aren't you gonna let me in?" After noticing the way he was looking at me, I decided to start speaking myself to lessen the intensity of awkwardness in the place.
Well, it was His awkwradnes. We're never awkward, honey.
Just don't say never.
...He was the one awkward here though.
Yes, he was looking at me with so much confusion and shock as if I was back from the dead or something. It looked hilarious to be honest.
"Yeah, sure." Jungkook finally spoke, yet he was still tensed up a little. He let out a small sigh, looking away as he stepped aside. "Come in."
Oh wait.. Maybe, he found it hard to act like I was nothing to him but an imaginary one night stand because of my new haircut. I've cut my hair and had it short as before. So, I guess that reminded him of who I Actually was to him.
The girl who never saw it coming to be stabbed in the back by the same guy she cared for and loved by all her heart.
You let your feelings in, expect your wit out. Just saying.
You're right.
"So how did you know that I live here?" That was what he firstly asked once he closed the door behind me.
"Your personal card." I answered simply. "Taehyung has one in his office."
It might seem so easy to you, but it actually took me hours to look for something that I already had. In other words, I was looking for anything that I could use as an excuse, not even knowing what it could be until I found this treasure thrown somewhere.
Maybe, he wanted me to see it just to prove that they had some business shit with each other.
After all, I couldn't just go and tell him 'oh Jimin told me about it right after telling me about your stupid game'.
Yeah, I don't think that would've been right.
"Where's your wife?" I started as I walked in the place just noticing how fake it was. It was not a place where Jungkook would have as his; it was so neat. He didn't live there obviously.
"Umm.. Abroad." Pretty fast, wasn't he? "She's abroad with her parents for a few weeks."
Damn that intelligence.
I smiled lightly and turned to look at him, tucking my short hair straps behind my ear. "Good."
Well, I would almost believe that he was actually admiring me by the look in his eyes. Watching somebody's movement ever so closely, yet not suspiciously has always meant something.
However.. Who gives a shit?
"Good?" It looked like he just woke up from whatever trance he had. "What are you doing here, Raina?"
