"you say it's because of my age, girl, but age ain't nothing but a number"
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a story of which a mother of two finds herself entangled with her son's best friend, jungkook.
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Waking me up from deep sleep, I could smell a distinct smell and a foreign feeling of warmth against my skin. Grunting a little, my eyes batted open, before closing again once a golden hue was casted from my windows straight into my eyes.
I also didn't feel Jungkook's arms around my waist anymore; His space on the bed was noticeably vacant as his big body took up over half of the bed.
Finally awoken, I sat up properly and looked at my alarm clock to see it was 6:30am, I started work at 7:30am, I had overslept by nearly two hours. I planned to make breakfast, clean the house a little and really take my time with pampering myself in the shower this morning but clearly I couldn't do that.
I rushed into the bathroom to brush my teeth whilst I showered. I was max in the shower for fifteen minutes which was very unusual for me. I liked to take my time in the bathroom but today was one of those days where every second mattered.
"Holy SHIT!" I heard Treyvon's loud voice scream, his voice uncharacteristically high-pitched. I alertedly dropped my brush as I was mid brushing my hair and instantly rushed down the stairs, only in my bra and in some jeans.
As I descended down the stairs the heat began to get stronger and the scent I was smelling before was very strong— something was burning.
As I rushed into the kitchen, I see that the fry pan was engulfed by flames and Treyvon was trying to diffuse the fire with a glass of water.
Before I could even act on it, Jungkook charged past me and scavenged through the cabinets, that's when he pulled out some baking soda and threw it on the frying pan, immediately extinguishing the fire.
My heart was literally in my throat and though the fire was already extinguished, I couldn't help but deeply sigh, pressing my hand against my chest as I tried to catch my breath.
Treyvon alone was like 5 kids put together.
"You fucking dumbass, you don't get rid of oil-fires with water!" Jungkook grunted. "I gave you one job while I get ready. I've already done the pancakes, fried the bacon, cut the fruit. I even cracked the eggs into the pan for you. All I asked for you was to sit there and watch it for two minutes and turn it off after. You couldn't even do that?" Jungkook cocked his brow at Treyvon who was scratching the back of his head awkwardly.
"I don't like sunny side up eggs so I left it to cook for a lil longer. I left it for like a minute, JK." Treyvon frowned.
"Don't lie, I could smell it burning since I woke up. Just say you got distracted watching TV!" I grabbed ahold of his ear, tugging it, half playfully and half in annoyance.
