Only On Paper / JJK

Chapter 10

The next few days become redundant, with you waking up and going to work and Jungkook waiting for you to come home. Every time you step inside the apartment, he's shirtless. He doesn't seem to mind the glimpses you take, that or he just doesn't seem to care what those looks exactly mean. You're not really sure what they mean yourself.

Plus, you bought him clothes and the only things he actually wears are the bottoms, whether they be shorts, jeans, or joggers. You've decided your favorite are the black cargo pants. They hang on his hips just right, leaving what's underneath to your imagination. Not that you've thought anything about that.

Today he is wearing ripped jeans. The denim is torn on one thigh and knee, each on opposite sides. His skin underneath the white netting contrasts against it - a beautiful sandy tone that reminds you of the beach.

You know you're staring at his legs for much longer than necessary, but you don't know how someone can be in such great shape, especially when you're positive that Jungkook has done nothing but snack the entire week. He hasn't even broken a sweat. You're starting to wonder just how human he is, like what is his body able to do that every other guy on the planet also does?

An inappropriate thought crosses your mind but you're quick to dismiss it. You shouldn't be thinking that way about someone you drew. There is so many things wrong with that kind of thinking... but you can't help the curiousity.

With the weekend looming, you know you aren't going to be able to last two whole days inside the apartment alone with a bare-chested Jungkook. He needs to put some clothes on, and you learned that the only way that's going to happen is if the both of you went out. Maybe you can take him on the train you had told him about. He would certainly enjoy that if the cab ride last Saturday was any indication. It also can serve as a buffer in getting the questions you want answered.

Like who is that old lady Jungkook talked about? What is he getting a second chance at? And why aren't any of your other drawings suddenly becoming real?

Everyday at work, you've drawn countlessly - peonies, butterflies, and yeah, some money. Unfortunately, not a single one of them disappeared from your sketchpad. What the hell had happened last Friday that Jungkook is the only drawing of yours that came to life? And now that you thought about it, had he named himself? You can't recall ever saying his name in your dreams. Just what in the world was going on?

Your head hurts thinking about how much you don't know. Some people probably wouldn't even question it and be grateful that something they'd created was animated in the real world, but nothing in life comes free. You can't help but think that something dark is brewing, and it's target is you.

Now that you've taken the time to ponder, you realize that underneath all the excitement of Jungkook existing, you're actually... annoyed? You don't know why this is happening to you. You were fine with how your life was, but now that Jungkook is here, it's become kind of hectic. It isn't at all like how you thought it would be. For one, you never expected to live with a guy you aren't dating. At least not until after your first art exhibit but that's still a couple of years away. Point is, Jungkook wasn't planned, and you hate surprises.

You're tired. You've had a long day at work, and now you've come home to babysit.

With a sigh, you throw your belongings on the coffee table before heading to your room to change into something a little more comfortable. Donning your own pair of joggers and a loose tee, you finally feel like you're able to breath. But the moment you walk out your bedroom door you bump into Jungkook who's as shirtless as ever.

Your cheeks warm at how close his chest is to your face, and you take a step back only to hit your back on the door.

He's oblivious to how he's affecting you as he stays where he stands. "Hey, I was thinking we could get some takeout. I kind of ate everything in the fridge."

Of course, he did. You nod your head in response and make a mental note that you're going to need to go grocery shopping tomorrow. It's the perfect excuse to get out of the apartment.

Wait, how does Jungkook know about ordering food and having it delivered to your home? You've spent most of your days at work but still, you didn't expect him to pick things up so quickly. Yeah, it isn't exactly difficult to phone some restaurant and place an order, but learning how to use a phone is a whole other thing. How much has he learned?

You figure he must've learned how to use the TV and the laptop in your studio, along with getting access to wifi. You don't know how else he would've learned those things. Unless... no, you're being ridiculous. There isn't a single bone in Namjoon's body that would get him to spend time with Jungkook, especially since he thinks the tall giant (a nickname gifted to him by your brother) is your boyfriend.

You don't think to ask Jungkook how he learned so much in such little time. You assume the best and leave it at that. "Sure, what were you thinking of ordering?"

"Hmm, I'm not sure, but the food ran out after breakfast so I'm starving." Jungkook turns on his heel and goes back to the coffee table to dig your cell phone out of your purse.

Out of everything he learned, you guess one of them isn't about boundaries. Does he even understand rules of the apartment? You might as well have not even written them down, though you've taped the paper on the wall in the living room after you wrote them, because there he is snooping through your things right in front of it. What mockery.

You shake your head. His hand is larger than yours and makes your phone look so small in his grasp. You can even see the veins strain against his skin on the back of his hand. You aren't one for kinks, but you swear you have never seen anything more attractive in your life.

You immediately chide yourself. Again. Having innocent thoughts is going to be a lot harder than you thought. You should've drawn him with a tail or some horns or anything else that would keep these kinds of thoughts from forming. Why did you have to draw him to be so undeniably fuckable?

"So what do you think? Does it sound good?" Jungkook questions you, and it takes you a moment to realize you missed out on what he had said before.

"Yeah, sounds great," you say, even though you haven't the faintest clue to what you're agreeing to. It has something to do with dinner, probably isn't too important.

Jungkook answers with a smile that makes your heart constrict. "Awesome. I'll be back then."

You reach out to grip his wrist in surprise. "Uh, w-where are you going?"

He doesn't catch the frenzied tone as his smile continues to widen. "To invite Namjoon over for dinner. You said it was okay."

"R-Right, haha. I did say that, didn't I?"

"I thought it would be a good idea to thank him for lending me his clothes. I also washed them so we can give them back."

Your jaw drops slightly in horror. What did he just say?

note: jungkook is messing in things he doesn't understand but it sure makes for enjoyable drama ;) i'm excited for the next update lol how do you think dinner is gonna go now that namjoon is being invited over? this is going to be fun...