Neighbors | tk|

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« Jeongguk ! How many times should I call you for you to get your lazy self downstairs ! » Hirae, the raven haired male mother yelled, barging inside his dark room.

Her eyes widened like soccer balls when she noticed his son's hand buried deep in his jogging and his eyes straight into some video playing on his phone.

« Mom !–»

« Oh my god Jeongguk are you masturbating ? » she asked squinting her eyes at the shocked male.

« Mom no ! What the hell ! » he yelled in return, sitting up.

« then what is your hand doing in your pants ? » she asked, looking up at the ceiling to give her son 'intimacy'.

« my crotch is just warm okay? I like when my hand is kept warm it's just comfortable. Gosh. » he said, showing his previously hides hand to his mother. The woman just rolled her eyes and went inside his room, aggressively pulling the windows and curtains open, to let some light and fresh air in.

Jeongguk groaned, squinting his eyes as they just have been violated by the incoming rays of sunshine.

« mom you can't just do that ! You're hurting your son !» he whined, slightly sitting up, leaning on his elbows.

« you're the only one hurting yourself here. working out all the morning and laying in your bed like a death body all the afternoon.» she said, mumbling the second sentence to herself, already walking out of the room, shaking her head in disbelief.

« I heard you, you know ?» he said, raising an eyebrow.

She slowly looked back at him, raising her eyebrow herself. « and do I look like I care ?»

Jeongguk gulped. « no madam. you do not.»

«great. now I want you out of this room, freshened up, and downstairs in 10 minutes.»

«Jesus fucking Christ.» he groaned, letting himself fall back on his bed.

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Ten minutes later, Jeongguk was downstairs, wearing a simple long sleeved grey t-shirt along with black basketball shorts, and socks.

« mom ?» he called standing at the end of the stairs.

« kitchen !» she yelled back.

He halted when stepping in the kitchen, the smell of cookies hitting his nostrils, making his stomach growl and suddenly feel very empty.

«you baked ?» he said, a large grin already on his lips.

Hirae looked at him from head to toes.

« where are your shoes?» she asked, and started to...pack the cookies in a basket ?

«why would I be needing shoes ?» he asked, taking one of the cookies and quickly shoving it in his mouth so that his mother don't take it back.

He got slapped on the back on the back by the short woman. « because you're going to offer those cookies to our neighbors across the street as a greeting.»

«I'm going to what ?» he asked, rubbing his face with his sweaterpaw.

«you heard me. now go find some slippers and get out.» she said shoving the little basket on his son.

«you aren't coming?» he asked and she glared at him.

« I was just asking! And why them by the way ? What about the other neighbors?» he asked, following her like a lost puppy.

« I already greeted them.»

« what– when ?» Jeongguk wondered.

« you were either busy sleeping, studying or being a gym rat.» she answered, opening the main door for her son.

Jeongguk sighed, putting on some slippers that were at the main entrance. « I see...»

As soon as he stepped a foot out of the house, the door got slammed shut behind him. He groaned and looked at the house in front of theirs. A rather big house, though with a dark aesthetic. A pretty simple garden. Short grass, and very...green. Though Jeongguk like the little gravel path that leaded right in front of the small stairs of the main door.

He scratched his head, and reluctantly crossed the little empty road, and stood in front of his neighbors' house like a psycho. Anyone passing by and catching a glimpse of him would have surely thought the same.

He looked back at his house and noticed his mother had pulled all the curtains shut. For the nth time, he groaned to himself and went to ring on the doorbell, cursing to himself.

As he internally praying to himself for his neighbors to not be some college literature teacher AND a boomer at that, his wife not to be a Karen, and their kids not some stupid sugar and Ben 10 addicts, he didn't hear the door opening.

« uhm. do you need something ? »

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Tadaaaaa

I'll make an effort to post the second chapter where you'll get the first taekook interaction either today or tomorrow !

And y'all still didn't tell me who should be Florian bf :(( ! Go vote for your favorite one on the first part please !

Nora <3.