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The distant sound of a machine whirring stirs you from your sleep. You've been hearing it from some time now, but it hadn't woken you. It played as background noise to your already chaotic dream.
You feel around in the bed as your eyes open to feel the cool spot where your boyfriend once laid. There's no warmth to it at all. In fact, it's completely cold as if he hasn't been there in quite some time.
Sitting up, you look around the bedroom and see that it's still dark. The lamp by his desk isn't on and all of his pens and pencils have been placed into the holder that you set aside for him.
His mind is always running, always creating new things to try, new formulas to test. If not for you, his desk and some parts of his living space would be as messy as his notebooks are.
You don't understand how he reads anything in those things concisely with the he way that he scribbles in them. But he makes it work. It's easy for him to read and pick up where left off and truly, that's all that matters. As long as he's not confused by work and he can explain it to you with no problem, he doesn't care to make it any neater.
It's actually better this way, anyway. If nobody else can read his notebook, then it's almost impossible for them to find something or redo anything that he's ever created.
Stepping onto the cold hardwood floor, you get out of the bed and stretch your muscles. After a long day of working and a few hours into the night of hanging out with you guys' friends, you're always a little sore.
You grab your silk robe and put it on, feeling the cool fabric against your warm skin. Everything in the house is usually cool, with the thermostat keeping it that way. Due to Jungkook's naturally increased resting temperature, it's essential that the temperature of his surroundings is always a little cooler.
Nobody wants to be too hot and overheat. And especially not Jungkook.
The belt of your robe is loosely tied around your waist, keeping it from flowing as you walk. That would allow in more cool air against your body than necessary.
But it also isn't tied too constricting, either. You're not one for covering up much, definitely not in the comfort of your own home.
Walking out of the bedroom and onto the floors of the hallway, you know exactly where Jungkook is. If the sound of the magnetic stirrer didn't alert you, you know that he's always up late in the lab.
Earning a notorious ranking for his ability to poison even the strongest of men, he'd been on your radar for so long. But why let him in so easily?
Once he saw you, he had to have you. It would have taken nothing for figure out who you were through the theft of a fingerprint or a prick of your skin for a drop of blood.
