you please stop texting me you have the wrong number
unknown number yeah... 'wrong number'
unknown number im going out to get some ramen then im coming to pick you up so..
unknown number finish doing whatever you're doing I'll be there in 15 mins
you ok bring some sprite
unknown number i will
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You locked your phone & tossed it onto your desk after you set your phone on do not disturb, rolling your eyes at whoever these people were blowing your phone up.
"No wonder Jimin left.." You said to yourself as you continued to scroll through your laptop, looking for jobs with your knees to your chest as you were sitting at your desk.
You graduated a month ago, & before you attended college, if that was what you wanted to do since you were so indecisive about going, you wanted to have a year off to explore & enjoy your life as a young person.
But of course, having moved in a different country with people you didn't know, the only available choice in order for you to have your fun was make friends first. Friends in your area, to narrow it down.
You ran a frustrated hand through your hair, sighing a little bit as you bit your lip, contemplating on befriending these wrong number guys or not.
Maybe they're cool.
You knew most of them were sweet by the way they were concerned for their friend 'Jimin'. The only problem was you didn't know if they lived near you, you could care less about the gender, age, & sexuality, unless they're grandpa's & grandma's, which you high doubted.
You shook your head, focusing your attention back on your phone & deciding not to befriend them. They could be teenagers for all you know. What would you look like hanging out with a bunch of people 3-4 years younger than you?
"Nope, no thank you." You finalized your answer before setting your attention back to your laptop sitting in front of you, using one arm to hug your knees that were still up to your chest as you used the other to scroll through the website if jobs.
You scrolled for a bit longer, saving a few of the jobs that you were interested in when you suddenly heard a knock at your front door. You scrunched your eyebrows, looking at the time on your computer.
9:47PM.
Your mother's shift wasn't over yet, which left you to a conclusion that it was the weird teenager kids. You sighed, getting up from your desk & walking towards the hallway.
"How the hell did they get my address?" You mumbled, rolling your eyes as you swung the front door open.
There was a non teenaged boy, two bags in his hands as he was slightly confused but interested as to why a foreigner answered the door to the home Jimin was in.
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Jungkook scratched the back of his head as you looked at him in awe-- shook since you were expecting a teenager rather someone you'd probably sleep with.
He cleared his throat, speaking in his best english. "Hi, is Jimin here?"
Him speaking first snapped you back into reality, which made you speak to him in korean to let him know he didn't have to speak English with you. "Didn't I tell you you have the wrong number? How did you get my address?"
"Oh, umm.." Jungkook hesitated before he cleared his dry throat again. "You're sharing your location in iMessages- just forget it, I'll get going. Sorry for your troubles."
Before he could walk off, you grabbed his wrist & stopped him from walking. He looked back at you with slightly scrunched eyebrows which caused you to let go of his arm & speak. "You got that sprite?"
"What?"
You glanced down at the plastic bags in his hands before meeting his eyes. "The sprite... over the text."
"You want it?" He asked, reaching into the bag & you nodded before holding up an index finger from him to wait.
"Give me a minute."
You ran into your room & dug in your wallet for some cash before returning to the opened door where Jungkook was still sitting there with the bottle of sprite in his hand.
"Here." You said, giving him the cash & he handed you the item.
"Oh, you don't have to--"
You cut him off, only because you were being considerate in the time you were being selfish. "So you can buy another for your friend, Jimin."
Jungkook stood there, blinking as you blinked back. The both of you wanted to say more but couldn't find a way to do it, or say so. You just sat there for a couple of seconds, staring at each other until you finally spoke up.
"Do you want to be friends?"
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left it off with a cliff hanger but let me know what your thoughts are! feed back is appreciated.
