93. Dinner at the Seong's

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Bare-faced Jeon Jungkook, sitting down in our modest living room, wearing my father's sweatpants, playing video games with my brother.

Bare-faced Jeon Jungkook, sitting down in our modest living room, wearing my father's sweatpants, playing video games with my brother

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"You're good," I heard Minjun said, his 16-year-old voice cracking in the middle.

"Been playing a lot lately," Jungkook answered, his hands gripping around the controller.

I placed a tray of side dishes on the coffee table.

Jungkook took a quick peek at me before staring back at the game on the TV.

Jungkook took a quick peek at me before staring back at the game on the TV

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We still had no opportunity to talk to each other. We had been taken into the whirlwind of my family and the preparation of dinner.

I sat down in the opposite corner of the room, my knees coming against my chest.

"Can I bring him to school tomorrow? The girls will go crazy," Minjun asked with a small grin, his stare still glued to the screen.

Jungkook chuckled. I rolled my eyes out with a small snort.

"He's not an object you can just bring around..." I sniffed, looking through the window by my side. "He will be leaving as soon as the rain stops anyway."

And just as I spoke these words, a loud crash of thunder resonated above the house, the rain batting more intensely against the window.

I took a quick glimpse in the direction of Jungkook.

He was already observing me.

He was already observing me

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