The Untold

XIX.

Secret Location - 17h39
Author's POV

Opening the dark navy blue door, Y/N attentively saw how the sound of it cracking, probably due to its old age, echoed around the room. Her eyes wandered around the bright painted walls, seeing how aged they appeared, as the sound of her boots filled the entry when the wood crackled.

She walked further, arriving to the main room, the living room and bedroom, since there was a bed there, with two big doors, also made of wood and painted in the same blue as the door, which were closed, yet still showed a bit of light through their cracks.

She walked on its direction and carefully pushed them, making them suddenly open and the room to be bright, to the unexpected view of the ocean and the beach. She looked at it, surprised by how picturesque and beautiful the ocean was, furious and dark, due to the bad weather. The wind was strong and the sand also moved down at the beach, joining the depressing color of the sky, painted in gray. She felt her hair waving and had to put it behind her ear, suddenly hearing something behind her and having the need to turn around.

She faced Jungkook, who walked inside holding a bag (the one she had brought) and placing it on the floor when he realized her presence near the window.

'This is beautiful, I wasn't expecting this' She said, fully turning to him.

He shrugged 'It's our best option if we don't want to be found' She nodded 'Are you hungry?'

She chuckled 'Why?'

'Because I am' he said, placing his hands on his hips. She chuckled and nodded 'Ok, I'll make us something'

'You what?' she suddenly asked, as he was about to turn around.

He looked back, confused 'I'll make food, don't you want that?'

'You'll cook?' She asked suddenly, making a chuckle to came out of his mouth.

'Well yeah, it's not like you can eat any other way' he said, making her press her lips together and nod 'What is it?' he asked 'What's with that face?'

'Nothing' she shook her head.

'You think it'll be terrible?' he asked, narrowing his eyes in suspiciousness 'I don't really care, I have-'

'No, not at all' she said quickly, interrupting him 'I just never thought you'd be making me food'

'Why?'

'I never thought of you as a stay at home wife'

'Fuck you' he rolled his eyes and turned around, disappearing in the kitchen. She led herself to the small couch in front of the opened window, which still let the cold breeze escape and slightly make its covers move, and opened her bag, grabbing a cigarette. Lightening it, she felt how the smoke passed through her mouth and shut her eyes, feeling the calmest she'd felt for the last months.

It felt good to be in a silenced place, where she knew nothing would happen.

'It's here' She suddenly heard Jeon's voice and slightly turned her head to watch as he walked on her direction, with a tray with food.

She furrowed to how well it appeared and how much food and fruit he had prepared, in such few time 'Where did you get this?'

He sat next to her, extending his right arm on the armrest and leaning back, comfortably 'I bought some food before coming. I knew we'd be hungry once we arrived'

'Clever' she mumbled, crossing her legs before she leaned forward and picked a piece of mango, putting it on her mouth right away. He watched how she happily hummed to its taste and slightly smiled.