Next morning
Jungkook pov
I opened my eyes and found myself in a strange room, I then remembered last night and thought that she must have carried me, I felt embarrassed, I drank some water and went outside.
I looked around and saw Satang in the kitchen cooking, a smile was plastered on my face, I wish I see her daily in the morning, not only in the morning but the whole day, every day. I went to her and greeted her she nodded and continued cooking.
I asked her scraping my neck "I must have blurted out some shit last night, did I went too far?" she looked at me "no, it was alright".
"and you must have carried me to the room, well I can tell I was tripping off your back while you gave me a piggy back ride right" I laughed as I thought I made a joke but she looked at me and said "well that's why I carried you in my arms" in a calm voice.
my eyes widen
"what"
I paused and said "you carried me in your arms, your arms must be hurting right now, I am really heavy, even Jimin hyung can't carry me, you shouldn't have carried me, your arms would have pained a lot" I said in a worried and shock tone.
"don't worry, I am fine" she said and handed me soup.
I chuckled and said "yeah, you know martial arts, well I learned taekwondo too"
"it's evident though, you'r physique is commendable" she said and gave me pancake and waffles , I mouthed a thanks and she sat with her plate and started eating.
I said "you really have high alcoholic tolerance"
she hummed and we finished our breakfast, she cleaned the dishes and I offered to clean the table and she agreed.
After we were done she said something that made my day even better
"let's stay friends, if you don't mind" .
I smiled widely "why would I mind, I would love to continue this friendship, I remember what I said yesterday".
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Last trust (Sakook)
Ficción General"I trusted you, I guess it was my mistake" "I messed up" "we hurt only the ones we love" - this story is purely an art of fiction, the images used are not mine, I hope you like it. -This is my first ever story and so it's not so well written, the ch...