Taehyung's P.O.V
Yesterday Bogum had left to go shoot in another city for a few days, they needed a different scenery than the one Seoul had to offer so I had driven him to the train station where other crew members and actors were all waiting.
I hated it when he left, I couldn't stand to sleep in our bed by myself or be around the house at night, any noise would scare me and make me paranoid. I thought about calling Namjoon or Yoongi to see if maybe they could come spend some days with me but since we were in the middle of the week, I doubted they could come.
Back home, I sat down on my couch and wondered what I would do today, aside from reading and watching movies, there wasn't much I liked to do. Bogum always told me to find a hobby, a sport maybe or even something like decoupage or needle point, but nothing interested me enough. I remembered back in high school when I would go to the music club and sing with the others, or all those days I spent drawing Jungkook.
Getting up, I walked to our desk and opened the last drawer, I took out an agenda from the year 2019 and opened in. Hidden inside the pages, multiple drawing of Jungkook, most of them from when we were dating and some from after the breakup, when I was still desperately hanging onto him.
The ringing of the bell pulled me out of my trance as I went to open the door.
"Heejin, what are you doing here?" I looked behind her high ponytail and dangling earrings to see if Jungkook was anywhere near her, but I saw no one.
"I was talking to Eunwoo on the phone this morning, who says hello by the way, and he told me the cast of Blue Sky Bird had gone away for a few days. I instantly remembered you hate being by yourself, so I thought I'd come by"
"That's so sweet"
It was moments like this that made me remember how sweet and kind Heejin could be. With her purple, oversized knitted sweater covering most of her white, ripped jeans, she looked like any twenty-something girl.
I moved aside to let her in.
"Is Jungkook here with you?"
"No, I thought you might not want to have him hanging around your building, or even knowing where you live for that matter"
"I really appreciate that"
I walked over to where she was standing inside and opened my arms for a hug, she was so much smaller than me that my arms reached her neck area more than her actual back or waist.
Without having anything better to do, Heejin and I ended up watching movies and playing stupid games for most of the day and beginning of the night until I convinced her to eat in and order from a lovely Italian restaurant that I loved but rarely got to eat at since Bogum didn't like the food they served.
For the past three days, Heejin had been coming over at random hours and sleeping at the apartment in the guest bedroom but today she had called to tell me she had a schedule all day and wouldn't make it, not even in the night. I understood completely but couldn't stop myself from feeling anxious at the idea of spending the night alone, after all, the nights were the worst part of being by myself.
Since tonight would be the last night before Bogum's return and Heejin wouldn't be coming, I decided to spend my day cleaning the guest bedroom and putting it in order. I changed the sheets and rearranged the pillows; I remembered all the time Bogum and I had spent trying to find the perfect sheets and the perfect pillows that would go together and finding the right carpet as well and where to place it in the bedroom.
I found myself smiling, remembering insignificant moments in my life that had marked me more than I thought they would.
At seven six-thirty the bell rang, I wondered if it was Heejin but she had been so adamant that she wouldn't be able to make it so who could it be?
Putting down the pan I had in my hands, I went to open the door.
"Jungkook?" If there was a list of people I didn't expect to see behind my front door, Jungkook would definitely be on it. "How do you know where I live? And why are you here? Is Heejin with you?" I looked behind him just as I did with her a few days ago.
"I know this is where Heejin's been spending her days and that it's because you don't like to be alone, so since she couldn't come today, I thought I would"
"Did she tell you that?"
"No, she said she wouldn't need me for a few days, so I wasn't even with her"
"Then how did you find out where I live?"
"It's in the GPS of Heejin's car. Are you going to let me in?"
I saw him trying to sneak a peek at the inside of my house and closed the door a little more behind me.
"Why would I do that?"
"So that I would be inside, and you wouldn't be by yourself"
"Bogum's not here, I can't let you in. It wouldn't be appropriate"
"So tell him, nothing's going to happen, I promise"
Ignoring the voice inside that knew this was wrong and that I should close the door in his face, I took a step back to let him in.
I closed the door and turned around, Jungkook was observing the apartment, I waited for a snarky comment or a critique of some sort, but nothing came.
"Why do you care if I'm by himself?" I ended up asking.
"I can't have a peaceful mind knowing someone is having a hard time, so I might as well come and keep you company"
"Jungkook, we haven't talked in years and you show up at my house?"
"We were friends once, you know. And we're older now, I think we can be two grown-ups who spend time together. I know that's how you see most of your entourage"
I stayed silent; he was right. Like I said before, I didn't have any friends, only people I could be around and chat with from time to time. Maybe Jungkook would become one of those people.
He asked me if I had already eaten when he saw the pan I had put down on the counter, I told him no and he offered to make us something to eat. Even when we were dating, cooking was something we had never done together, so for the first time, we worked as a team to make some spaghetti and meatballs that turned out even better than I thought they would.
"So, were you actually planning on staying the night?"
"I know Heejin did"
I saw him finish washing the last dish and look at me. He had tied his long hair in a ponytail, something he had always said he would never do back in high school. It looked good on him.
"Is it because you're afraid?"
"I get a little paranoid when I'm alone, it's no big deal"
"So, can I? Spend the night?"
"You're taking the couch, I just finished cleaning the guest bedroom" I got up but caught a glimpse of Jungkook smiling just as I went to get some blankets and pillows.
I placed everything on the couch and even brought him a towel, just in case.
"There's something else..." I could feel his presence next to me by the couch but I couldn't bear to face him as I said this. "Bogum's coming back tomorrow, I don't know when..."
"Don't worry, I'll be gone before he gets back"
"Thanks" I turned around, walking towards my bedroom.
I felt dirty, like I was hiding a love affair. I stopped at my door and turned around; from the railing of the second floor, I could see Jungkook making his bed. "Goodnight" I said.
"Goodnight, Taehyung" He answered.
