I woke up about 20 minutes ago but I didn't leave the bed. It felt comforting, it smelled like him and for some reason it was welcoming.
I have been hearing noises outside of the room for a while. I know he's awake and as much as I want to stay in his bed and just take in the comfort, I also want to go out and see him.
You know, make sure he's doing alright.
So I get up and run my fingers through my hair. Make sure it's not horrible. I move over to the mirror on his drawer and look at myself.
I slept with makeup but luckily it wasn't all smudged. I run a finger under my eyes and got rid of the mascara that had spread under. I wiped the lipstick that was on my chin and made my way out of the room looking a little more presentable than before.
"Jungkook?" The smell of food hitting me right away.
There was no answer so I just followed the smell.
I looked over at the couch seeing the already folded blanket, the pillow laying on top of it.
Then I turned to my right. There he was, focused on whatever he was making.
I sat on one of two chairs he had by his small dining table. The chair slightly screeching against the floor caught his attention. He looked over his shoulder quickly getting a glance of me.
"Morning" was all he said before turning off the stove. He grabbed both of the plates that were next to the stove and brought them both towards the table. "I hope you slept well" he went back to grab forks.
"Never better" I let him sit before continuing. "I'm sorry I took the bed" he chuckled grabbing his fork.
"No it's fine, the couch wasn't bad." I followed him and ate my food as well.
I watched as his eyes roamed the shirt I was wearing. He must have forgotten it was his.
"I have to go back home before my dad notices I'm gone" I look down at the shirt as well. "But I can't go home like this" I let out an awkward laugh.
"Leave that up to me" he took a sip from his water. "Don't you worry" I scrunched my noise in enthusiasm and confusion.
"How do you feel" I asked changing the subject. I took in the cuts that already looked better than last night.
"Fine" "I'm used to this Y/n" oh yeah, this has been his norm for the past two years.
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Jungkook had left his apartment like 10 minutes ago. He had said that he would get me something to wear and then come back.
He wasn't joking.
He walked back into the apartment with a small pile of clothes in his arm.
He locked the front door and came over to where I'm sitting on the couch.
"Where did you get this" he placed the clothes on my lap.
"My neighbor, she's like a mom to me." He didn't explain more. There were grey sweatpants and just a simple cropped white shirt. "She has a daughter a little older than you who visits sometimes" I nodded my head.
I get up and go to his room again to change.
When I'm done I find him on the couch using his phone.
"I should go now" it was already 10 and my dad would get suspicious to why I'm not awake yet. "Thank you though" I fix my bag around my right shoulder and hold my dress with my left arm.
He stands up right away, his body almost touching mine. I hold myself from not moving back.
As he looks down at me I see hesitation in his eyes.
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Enamored
FanfictionY/n was never close to her dad. Matter of fact, she had no idea who the man was. Not until her struggling mother had no other choice but to track him down and make him take Y/n to live with him. Her life isn't the same at all after that, especially...