motorcycle $ jjk

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How amazing is this now? A boy that may have caused most of my punishment lying calmly on my bed, he must be comfortable. I stare at him in disbelief and he raises his eyebrows, a small smirk crawling onto his face.

"Why are you here?" I lower the volume of my voice. I hold my towel tighter to my chest awkwardly.

He looks up to the ceiling in thought as if he didn't even have a reason to why he came which causes me to let out a sigh of annoyance. "To take you back?" he answers with a hint of unsureness in his voice.

"What do you mean?" my hands make their way to my hips as I send him a glare of hate.

Jungkook stares at me blankly for a few seconds before opening his mouth to respond but gets cut off by loud footsteps making its way up the stairs. His jaw is left open whilst he darts his eyes at me after we both get alerted by the rough thuds.

I'm the quickest to react, I jump to my bed and push Jungkook off which catches him off guard, also earning a forceful bang due to his large frame landing heavily. "Get under my bed!" I hiss as I step onto the other side of my bed, falling onto my knees to push him under.

He doesn't even get to utter a word, he just accepts my orders and lies uncomfortably on the dusty floor with my bed standing above him. I brush my hands on the back of my towel before spinning my head towards the door at the sound of aggressive knocking.

"Maeve what was that noise?" dad calls from the other side of the door. My forehead glistens with sweat as I play with my fingers nervously.

"Don't worry about it dad," I answer as I walk closer to the door.

An intimidating silence is created as dad pauses. Anxiously, I bite my upper lip, waiting for his response.

"Get to bed," he blankly says, the noise of footsteps back down the stairs is heard afterwards and I let out a sigh of relief while I wipe my forehead.

I face my bed again to see Jungkook's head poking from underneath. He looks at me with big eyes and I roll my own before giving him a nod to allow him to come back up.

"He's nosey," Jungkook ends the silence and I scoff at his words.

I slowly shake my head whilst crossing my arms, "No way." Ignoring everything else he does, I make my way towards the bathroom after grabbing my nightwear from the drawer.

"What are you doing?" Jungkook asks as he stands behind me awkwardly still.

Slightly, I turn my head so my chin is just above my right shoulder, before giving the most perfect and sarcastic response, "You're nosey."

Jungkook slams his palm onto his chest at my words with a small smirk creeping onto his face, "Damn!"

I roll my eyes at his silliness before entering the bathroom, slamming the door behind me.

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Many minutes after changing clothes, I swing my door open, hopefully to find my window open again with Jungkook no where to be seen. Except that's not the case, my window is still tightly shut whilst Jungkook's...
Wait where's Jungkook?

I spin on my feet, looking everywhere around my room. No where. I look in the most pointless places like behind my coat hanger. No where. Under my bed again? No where.

Sweat of nervousness builds up on my forehead as I begin to panic. He can't be downstairs. He shouldn't be.

That's when the sharp noise of the kitchen cabinets opening and closing fills my ears from downstairs. No way he's down there but it won't hurt to check.

I hesitantly open my door before running down the stairs, sliding along the slippery floor into the kitchen. Two pairs of eyes widen at the same time, including mine whilst Jungkook pauses his arm from shoving the spoonful of cake into his mouth.

"Are you crazy!?" I whisper-shout and snatch the plate of cake and spoon out of his hands. A frown appears on his face as he looks down into his empty hands.

"What's wrong?" he shrugs cluelessly which irritates me to the max causing me to let out a groan.

"My parents can find you any second. Upstairs now!" I point behind me angrily.

Although I thought he would obey me by following my orders, he didn't. Instead he let out a chuckle as he shakes his head, a wide grin spreading on his face.

"What?" I let out and he places his hand on my shoulder.

"Maeve, your parents aren't here. They've gone for a business dinner or whatever it is."

I look towards the front door to notice their shoes that would usually sit by the door have disappeared. Pressing my lips together tightly, I turn back to face Jungkook before pointing back up their stairs, earning a sigh of boredom from him before he heads up.

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"You know you have to leave at some point," I say as he snacks on the packet of chips I tossed to him earlier to keep his mouth shut.

He rolls his eyes, "Yeah yeah," he munches.

"You've been acting different today, you're usually more quieter than this," we both look up at each other.

He raises a brow, "Can't I be different?"

"No no no. That's not what I meant, you used to barely speak to me half the time."

"I've only known you for a few days."

I nod at him, "True, well finish your chips and get out because I'm going to sleep."

He eyes the inside of the packet before giving it a tiny shake, loud rustling is heard which implies he's no where near finished. Letting out a tired groan, I fall onto my back, spreading my arms on my bed whilst he sits beside me.

"Sorry I punched your dad," Jungkook randomly mumbles and I respond with a small smile.

"It's okay."

"No seriously, you're not allowed like anywhere now right? That's my fault."

"It isn't your fault Jungkook," I roll onto my side to look at him.

"You can escape with me, we can go back to the others," he offers, getting me to let out a tiny chuckle.

An amused grin appears on his face too as he moves to lie on his stomach with his head by mine.

"Thanks Jungkook but I'm going to sleep now."

"Goodnight," he says as he watches me gradually fall into a deep slumber overtime.

Afterwards, he carefully gets back onto his feet, folding the empty packet and picking up a permanent pen from my desk. Flicking off the lid, before writing a few digits onto the surface of the packet, then placing it onto my nightstand.

Jungkook then opens the window, taking notes of his hand placements whilst he cautiously climbs out.