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"There's nothing to worry about, Jungkook. I shall contact the management on my own; you don't need to bother yourself with it." Y/N begged him while her eyes were wide open, when Jungkook exited his room and shut it behind him. He then took the smartphone out of his jeans pocket.
"It's all right, I'll just give them a call and ask them if they have a spare key." He said and nodded as he called the hotel, which may have been provided by the management when they arrived.
"They are not answering. Probably currently off from work." As soon as he limps his hand away from his ear, he informs. "I think I should visit the front office supervisor. Maybe she could assist in some way," Y/N suggested before starting walking and leaving Jungkook there by himself.
He took some swifter steps as he held onto her wrist and prevented her from moving forward. "Go to my room, okay. I'll go instead and be back soon, so here it is," he said, pulling something else out of his pocket and handing it to her. "The keycard to my room." After finishing, he moved her slowly towards her room, signalling for her to enter with a flick of his eye.
She walked over to the door and slid the keycard onto the electronic lock after giving a nod. It opened just as she entered, and when she turned around to look at him, he turned quickly to go down to the receptionist. Finally, She steps deeper inside as she closes it behind her.
She couldn't manage to restrain herself from gawking at the room because it appears more opulent than the one that she and her classmates use. Probably because he is the president and they are simply students. But he can get it himself.
Despite this, she was unable to resist the plush bed in the room's middle. She manages to distinguish between herself and him. Do they have designated rooms for the rich man? Of course they do!
Not wanting to miss the chance to sleep on such a plush bed, she laid herself down. Her body bounced a little with the impact as she dropped herself from a higher position. She pauses for a moment before returning to her seated position.
When an idea comes to her, she smiles mischievously because she decides to act on it and fictitious to be a child for the time being. She stands up on her leg and positions herself in the middle of the bed. After taking a deep breath, she begins bouncing on it, her little smiles and joy resonating throughout the dimly lit room.
"Hah! Wow!" She takes a deep breath to expel her exhaustion before settling back into bed and grinning as she stares up at the ceiling. She turns her attention to the open glass window where the mesmerising glow of the starry night can be seen.
With a loving smile on her face, her mother is remembered as "Mama" as she views the sky. From the beginning until the present, she has looked at it whenever she has felt her mother's absence close by. She continues to say, "You're so beautiful," oblivious to the shadow that has been watching her from the partially closed door since she initially jumped onto the bed.
"I have missed you," she said, lifting her hand and appearing to be reaching out to touch one of the bright star flakes. She continues, her eyes now misty with tears, "I miss you so much, you know that right?"
When she realised it, she quickly wiped the lone tear that had unintentionally slipped from her eyes and remained motionless on the plush bed. She was so exhausted that she wasn't even conscious of it as her eyes began to sink and then shut down together.
In contrast, Jungkook entered the room without seeming too upset about not seeing the receptionist despite waiting for more than twenty minutes. Thus, he also did not receive the extra key. On his way back to his room, he was extremely irate, but this only lasted till he caught sight of the small bundle of joy dancing up and down on his bed without giving much thought to her surroundings.
With his hand in his pocket, he watched her till she fell asleep on the bed out of exhaustion. He was unable to miss the expression on her face as she stared up at the sky, either joyful or sorrowful, nor was he able to miss the single tear that was rolling down the side of her eyes.
He approaches with a steady voice and whispers, "She seems peaceful." Watching her sleeping form curled up on the bed, and as he stood by the side of the bed and began to observe her. Her long brown hair was spread out on the pillow, and some of the strands were falling onto her face, hiding it from his view.
As he extended his fingers from her eyes to her nose while the fingertips lightly touched her parted lips, he finally removed some of her hair and tucked it behind her ears before pulling his hand back to himself.
"Silly human," He laughed while crossing his arms across his toned chest. He shook his head as he thought back to her earlier behaviour and made the decision to change into his pyjamas before going to bed.
He made sure to tuck her comfortably in the comforter before going to change into new clothes. Coming out of his bathroom in a pair of grey trousers and a hoodie, he made the decision to spend the night on the long couch because it was long enough to sleep the night away.
He got a pillow from the bed as he had already taken another blanket for himself from the closet. While laying down, he faced the bed and looked directly at the woman sleeping freely there, as if they were not strangers who had only recently gotten to know one another.
He wonders if it was just her exhaustion or whether she felt safe sleeping there despite knowing it wasn't her room but rather someone else's whom she didn't yet completely know. 'Probably fatigue,' he thought. Turning around, he attempted falling asleep while facing her.
And for some reason, perhaps related to the lengthy drive, he started to feel sleepy when, in reality, his insomnia prevented him from falling asleep for more than one hour. Being a businessman since a very young age brought him benefits but also caused him problems.
But does he regret it? No, he doesn't. He never looked back on anything in his life since he always considered the consequences before acting. Making his own decisions is a sensible move for him. And he desired to remain as he is now.
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When the night faded and sun started to burn, she attempted to block the grating rays of scorching light from hitting her face by placing her palm flat against it, but the unexpected realisation shocked her to her brain, which is often blank at this time of mornings.
She jerkily got up, and when she opened her eyes and took in her surroundings, she felt embarrassed. She was absolutely certain that it was Jungkook's room rather than her.
She was soundly covered by the duvet when she looked down at the bed. She then looked around the room for the person who must have helped her in adopting a nice posture the previous night.
Thought of the embarrassing situation in which she was not self-conscious while slumbering caused her cheeks to turn red, but she caressed it to ease them a little. She got out of bed, put on the sleepers, and made the decision to flee the situation when Jungkook wasn't around.
She made the door her ultimate target and began to tiptoe towards it without looking in any other direction. She made no noise as she walked and even opted to hold her breath for the time being. But she had bad luck when a groaning voice forced her to halt walking when it rang in her ears.
