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Jungkook has been in London for about a week for work, and it couldn't have been more difficult for her to stay in that big house alone, especially because Bam needs to stay in his training centre for a month. She's been going to the hospital and then returning home for the past week. She'd wake up to an alarm blaring in her ear and sleep through the night talking to him through voice call. Everything is going so nicely that it has begun to annoy her as to how everything is going so beautifully. It can't be happening, can it?
And about her mother? Namjoon is still unable to find any evidence of her presence. There hasn't been a single location where they haven't looked for her. They received nothing except disappointment. She'd still cry, sometimes delighted that her mother was still alive someplace, sometimes heartbroken that she was unable to get herself to be near her.
But she was nicely handled by Nein, who has been coming over to her house virtually every night to keep her company. They'd eat, watch films, and sleep before waking up to run for their lives. Despite the fact that Jungkook is not present, Nein has been babbling all over the place.
"I'm sorry for this my lady, but I couldn't come up to accompany you today." The screeching sound of music rang in her ear as she heard her best friend yell, perhaps while trying to communicate above some pub's blasting music? "It's all right Nini, have a good time with your cousin."
Today is the birthday of one of Nein's cousins, and she had no choice but to celebrate it. "Okay! Keep yourself safe! Close the doors and get some rest. "I'll hang up now," she chuckled, tossing the phone to the side as she continued to watch the horror film. "Why the hell did she have to go there?" she squeezed the pillow on her lap, gripping the shirt in her fist, as her eyes dilated to the scene ongoing.
The comforting cologne of his shirt was giving her a feeling of his presence beside her, so she decided to wear one of his shirts from his closet with her shorts, almost making it appear as if she was naked underneath. "Please don't do" her fingers wandered around to clutch the bowl of popcorn she'd grabbed before planning to watch films till she fell asleep.
It's nearly ten o'clock, and the instant her eyes began to shake in the desperation of sleep, her body sprang out when the tossed cell phone roamed, terrifying her in the peace of her home. When she looked at the caller id, a smile came up to her lips as her heart raced faster, making her nervous and her hands sweaty.
"Jungkook..." Picking up the phone to her ear, she murmured hearing him let out a small groan of ecstasy, as if he was strangled to death yet managed to breathe. "Hi" "Hmm" he hums, hearing a soft soundless chuckle from her, "Are you home?" She heard him whisper, like if he was attempting to talk without disturbing anyone.
"Yes I'm. Are you? She flinched back as her gaze was drawn to the screen, which showed the smeared face of a ghost zooming into its face, almost dropping her phone. "I mean, are you in the hotel or?" She lay down, putting aside everything that was on her lap, and covered herself with the tiny duvet she'd gotten herself. "Yeah, maybe." He sounded uncertain, or perhaps he didn't want to tell?
