Life Goes On

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Modern Rapunzel is what you thought of yourself right now. Eating, watching Kdrama, scrolling social media, stalking kpop idols, sleep and repeat had been

your new motto.

It's been a boring and useless one month of staying at jungkook's. Your daily routine consists of

cooking 3 course of meals everyday for two, but it's a bless waste for you, because he never eats the food.

Jungkook still hadn't talk much with you, same goes for you.

He rarely at home but he still bring different girl to bang every now and then, sometimes, he

brought his friends over just to have guys night with me locking myself inside the room.

Being

trapped in this apartment had made you cuckoo. His huge balcony can't satisfied you with the

feeling of being free, Feeling the cold wind in the morning jogs and the warm sunlight at the park

in the evening. Weirdly, you miss being surrounded by the busyness of people eventhough you

didn't have any good memories with anyone.

The entrance door clicked open, you were formally sitting on your knees at the carpeted tiles,

looking at his silhouette taking off his shoe. You jolt a bit when jungkook let out a manly

scream followed by a line of curses when he saw you sitting there after switching on the lights.

"Fuck woman, what do you think you're doing?"

He massage the left side of his chest, where his heart at. Probably calming his pounding heart from the little surprise.

"S-sorry" You said apologeticly, biting your lips. He groaned, throwing his bag at the couch behind you before walking pass by you

toward his favourite place, the fridge. You followed him from behind before sitting straight on your knees on the marbled tiles again, waiting for him to turn around. Once he turned, he almost choked on the water

after seeing you like that.

"Fuck my life.. What do you want?" He spat

"Sorry, but I w-want to talk"

you mutter in tiny voice

"Well I'm not" He walk away with you trailing behind him like a lost puppy, sitting infront of him

on the carpeted floor while he was leisurely sitting at the couch, loosening his tie.

"Are you trying to suck my dick? If you are, you're doing a bad job"

"What?! No! I-i did not. Sorry if i give you that impression" you slowly standing up straight, head down,

fidgeting the hem of your shirt.

"Quit saying sorry if you don't even mean it"

"Sorry i-" you stop halfway when he was glaring at you.

"Nevermind, it's not anything important anyway. Have a nice rest" you bowed, wanting to end

this conversation as fast as you could and take your leave.

"What is it? You want money?" His gaze was set on you with a raised brows

"No. It's not money.. i.. i just.."

"Just what?"

"IWasJustWonderingIfICanGoOut!" That's the fastest replies you ever answered. One eye