DEAD SENSES || J.JK ✔

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End of Jungkook's POV

1 pm

This last minute over as i spend my free time gaming, i take my headphone off and place it on the head of my gaming chair. I rush downstairs, knowing it's time for hanuel to come back home with mister jeon who'll drop her here and then go back to the hospital for his appointments.

I wear my house slippers, these cute teddy ones which mister jeon got for me because he is a very kind and nice person who cares for people even if he shouldn't, like me. Anyways.

A text popping from kiyoung, i smile but eventually rush to see what it is. This jerk.

Ur house got destroyed by those damn chickens again lmfao 💀

Stfu. And so? At least i'm building another one unlike you who's a lazy stupid jerk and wouldn't even help his online neighbour '-'

Whatever. You were the one to rear those hens so idk. Not my fault

What. How can you even say that?! I did it cuz you had wanted a farm!

Ok don't scream. I'll take care of them. You go clean houses and floors <3

Fuck you

I finally end this conversation with my boy cousin, my tired face blank and blood boiling with the irritation i feel because of the jerk he is. I throw my phone on the bed and walk outside, and as i make my way down, the door to the entrance of the house opens. A peace accumulates over the aura of my tension, and i smile, walking up to the father and his daughter.

"Good afternoon, miss song." Hanuel greets me, bowing almost ninety degrees, following the manners she's be taught very well and like an adorable little girl. There's a lollipop in her small fist, and mister jeon steps inside. I grab her bag he hands over to me.

"Good afternoon," i tell him, and he does the same, but removes hanuel's fluffy jacket to let me hang it on the jacket hanger beside the cabinets, on the place meant for it. "June," he calls me.

I go to him, glancing at hanuel who plops down on the small baggy chair of hers, enjoying her sweet treat whilst looking the most cutest. "Yes?" I ask, seeing some plastic bags he's holding, i don't waste time and i grab them, oh gosh, it's heavy. "You don't have to do this, i was telling that i have an important meeting about the deal, and it's gonna take a long time and maybe i'll be home till not before six." He lets me stay in my feeble state, and he walks inside to place the bags on the table. I listen carefully to every words he's speaking.

Mister jeon turns at me, "so you do know what you have to do, right?" He confirms, i nod. "Good, tell me those." I step back, never looking up in at him because that intimidates me, and i say, "i have to put hanuel to bed for three hours and then wake her up and give some snacks and then i'd spend some time looking after the yard and then i'd go make dinner."

"Right." The corner of his lips curve up, he exhales loudly and fans my face with the dizzy cologne of his, i move aside to look at the little girl who's singing her rhymes by herself in her small cute voice. "If there's any questions or doubts, just give me a call, don't hesitate."

"I'll note this, mister jeon." I give him my word to be honest if any problem arises, but he nods without much words and goes to hanuel. "I'll have to leave, my baby...." he bends down and grabs her hand to kiss the back of it, wanting for some warmth before he gets away from the person he loves a lot. "I will be good, daddy. Don't worry." The surprising intellectual response coming from a person as small as six years makes me smile softly, i go and check the grocery bags to see if there's anything for me to sort.