Third person POV
"the what now?!" Amya exclaimed. " you got me a seoul university entrance! the fuck Jungkook! oh my god-" Jungkook cut her off. " it's an application for you." he said. " and here I thought you got me enrolled into the uni" she rolled her eyes and tsked.
" relax... if you want to you can enroll. I got you an application for you. talk with uncle woo and let me know." Jungkook said as he drag the bean bag and sat on it. she hummed and looked through the application form.
"ok.. i'll tell dad. btw... where are you staying and why are you going?" Amya demanded.
"Apparently appa decided to transfer me to another university. he wants me to learn how to be a successful CEO from another CEO." he rolled his eyes. Amya hummed.
"oh! come on Am..." Jungkook looked at her and waited for her answer. Amya looked at him and sighed.
"fineeee!" and hugged him. "I am just.. it will feel lonely without you. you know how I am.. I just..i don't know!" she exclaimed while hugging him tight. Jungkook felt his t-shirt sticking onto his body. he sighed and tried to let go of her but the more he tried the hug became more tight and the tears were not stopped but found it's way out of her eyes. at last Jungkook gave up and sighed again.
" you know Am... you are one of the strongest girl I've met. please don't discourage yourself. beside we will meet in short amount of time when you transfer to SNU. hmm.. come on now you big baby! look at me"
she loosen up the hug but still her head hung low. he lifted her face with his finger.
" you know yeonjun won't like your ugly ass if you kept crying like this" he said while his face turned into a frown. Amya whined and hit his chest.
"you idiot" she mumbles. Jungkook got her some tissues and wiped her face.
"look at you crying on your birthday! you were supposed to laugh your ass out bitch but here you are crying!" Jungkook complained while wiping her tears. " haha.. then what am I supposed to do? make chocolate chip cookies and celebrate?" she rolled her eyes.
"yes! now come on! let's go" he dragged her out of his room.
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"right on time! breakfast is ready!" junghyun said while he placed the bowl of chocolate coated strawberries in the table. Amya and Jungkook both smiled and ran to the table.
" ah ah! young man and young lady go and wash your hands first!" the older jeon said. the two went and washed their hands while older jeon served them their food.
" now can we eat?" Jungkook asked while he showed his washed hands which is still little wet by the water. older jeon hummed while Amya chuckled seeing these two.
" happy birthday princess!" junghyun hugged her and she wrapped her arms around him. " thank you appa!"
the breakfast table was filled with laughter and joy.
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"see you tomorrow kook!"
"yah! see you tomorrow. be careful!" they both hugged last time before Amya left to her house.
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The day went by quickly as jungkook packed his things and got ready.-
"I don't want you to go..." Amya hugged him as he hugged her back. "Me too... but as i said we'll meet in a short amount of time. Ok?" Amya nodded her head as she let go of jungkook. He turned to his father and asked" appa... do I really have to go?". "Yes you have to" jungkook hummed.
Jungkook hugged his father and got on the car. He waved them bye as the car started by his personal driver. Thus the 4 hour journey begun. (A/N : I actually searched about this and apparently it does take 4 hours to reach Seoul by car drive. Seoul is 325 km far from Busan 😊.)
A/N
So sorryy for making you all wait. I had some reasons so I couldn't update my book.
Now that I am back expect some updates!
Also I don't have any update schedule. I am really sorry about that. I am still making time for lot of things. When I am settled with that I'll make an update schedule until that enjoy this chapter!Xoxo,
Author Amy💚
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•Affection• Taekook/Namkook ff
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