Falling In love was never in their plan. For him she was like the Moon, a part of her always Hidden.
Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. Its about learning to dance in rain, and that's what he did he danced with her through the storm.
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Having a huge grin on my face I entered my apartment. I had so much fun today, it was great to hangout with Jimin after a long time. Doing all the things we used to do, letting myself go just like old times.
My grin widened seeing Jungkook standing in the doorway, arms crossed. I ran directly to hug him.
Jungkook put his finger on my forehead to stop me midway before I could hug him. My smile dropped as I froze actually seeing him.
He was standing there arms crossed with a cold stance glaring at me.
"What's wrong?" Confused I asked him, he only turned around and walked towards the living room without glancing my way.
I followed him worried as he sat there now glaring at the wall instead. I racked my mind for a memory of what made him so upset suddenly. Why the hell is he angry at me?
Let's check, I stood in front of him as he avoided my stare still glaring at the wall behind him so I stood in the way of his vision. Still he didn't divert his attention to me and continued to glare at my waist which is in front of him.
My gaze moved on his face, sighing that his face didn't change its colour. He doesn't look like an Oompa Loompa. I changed his body wash with tan wash body wash that means he is yet to be discovered as an Orange man.
For now I am safe. Next, maybe he is upset because I exchanged his shave foam with whipping cream. You can make a difference because I whisked it.
I crouched down in front of him sniffing his face. Nope, it doesn't look like it. He gave me a weird look probably thinking how crazy I am now before continuing to sulk again.
Humming, I took a seat beside him a little closer to annoy him so he could look at me again. He only shifted far to the side of the couch.
Did he find out I sneaked out of bed last night to eat ice-cream. I couldn't help it since he refused to give it to me, banning me from eating it. I had one option: eating without him noticing or realizing.
"What's wrong? You have to tell me so I'll make it up to you." I looked at him with an apologetic face which from far away he could detect I am not so sorry for whatever reason he is upset for.
He glared at me, huffing loudly, shoving his phone under my nose before going back to sulking.
In pure uncertainty I looked at the device then my expression quickly changed into disbelief. Park fucking Jimin.
