"Yes, it's me. You aren't hallucinating," he said as he entered the house without even looking at her.
"Well, I've missed this place a lot. Where's Aunt?" he asked, turning back to her.
"You didn't know? She's out for a few weeks."
"So, you were all alone?" he asked, with a frown
"Layla joined me," she said.
"Okay, I'm thirsty. Why don't you offer me a drink?" he said, lying comfortably on the couch.
"Cold water or regular?" she asked, heading towards the kitchen.
"Eh, just water? I'm here after a long time; give me something special," he complained.
"Sorry, mister special, I only have water," she retorted.
"Such a cheap friend"
"What?" she frowned.
"Huh? Nothing, just give it to me," he ordered, making himself more comfortable.
"Here, take it," she said, coming out of the kitchen with a glass of water in her hand. He gulped it all at once and then looked at her.
"Done? Now tell me what bring you here?" She asked sitting opposite to him.
"Only 3 months left for my graduation, and that's why I am here."
"But, I thought you will come back after that."
"You didn't like my presence?" He said with a drain face
"No, it's not like that" She explained
"I have something to give you," he said.
"What?" she asked excitedly.
"Here, take this!!!" he handed her a red box.
"Chocolates?" she looked at him with a wide smile but then said, "What the heck is that?" after opening the box.
"Something you can use," he said.
"So dumb of you to assume this is useful," she said, looking at the ostrich pillow.
"Why? I bought it for you! When I first saw this, I remembered you," he said.
"Huh? How am I related to this?" she asked.
"Because both of you are dumb," he burst into laughter. She threw the pillow and the box towards him as he rolled down.
"Jark PiMIn," she shouted at him.
"Airen the Alien," he mocked her as chaos ensued.
*Few minutes later*
"Stop... chasing... me!"
"You started first!"
"Okay, I'm sorry," he said, lying on the floor.
"Why are you lying there?" she asked.
"Let me be, the floor is my girlfriend," he said, crossing his arms behind his head.
"How many girlfriends do you have exactly?" she asked, sitting on the couch.
"Enough to add a few more to the list," he smirked.
"Eh, what a disguise." she rolled her eyes and said.
"Oh dear, you don't even know me yet," he winked at her.
"You and Jungkook! Both are the same," she said.
"Who's this new element called Jungkook?" he asked, getting up from the floor before heading towards her.
"Your long-lost brother," she said.
"Really? My mom never told me about a sibling," he said.
"Anyway, when are you leaving?" she questioned.
"Why do you want me to leave?" he said, leaning close to her.
"Tsk, get lost!" she said, pushing him away as he sat opposite her, crossing his legs.
"Well, I'm staying at your place," he stated.
"WHAT? No way!" she yelled.
"Why are you yelling? It's not my first time staying here," he stated
"No way, my mom isn't here. I'm not letting any pervert guy stay at my home, especially when I'm alone!" she said.
"Oh, so you're afraid that my charms might distract you?" he said, again in a seductive tone.
"You? And charming?... Hell no lie but not for me.. I have seen you in your worst fashion" She said mischievously
"Why do you always have to remind me this? Can't you just move on?" He said
"How am I supposed to move on from that era of yours? Gosh you were so clingy" She started to laugh uncontrollably
"As if you never had a messy era."
"Well, thanks to my mom, who has got the best fashion sense."
"Be happy"
"Oh, someone is jealous?"
"Me? And jealous? That so from you? Nahh not my preference"
"Nahh, nOt My pReFrEnCe." She mimicked him in the worst way possible
"Hey! That's too much" He stood up grabbing the pillow while laughing
"Yeah! Park JimIN!" She stood up as well ready to fight, but his phone started to ring. He didn't answered and put his phone back
"Oh, sorry next time maybe." Jimin said
"Who's that?"
"My mom, she has invited me for a family dinner."
"So you straightly head to Seoul?"
"Um, Yes, I wanted to meet you"
"Ok, thanks"
"You're going to miss me, don't ya?" he said.
She sighed and pushed him slowly. "Yes, honey, I'm going to miss you so bad, but please leave now. I have some work to do," she said with a forced smile.
"Damn, I missed 'honey' so much," he said dramatically. "K, I'm leaving now. Bye, take care," and finally, he left. She looked at the red box he gave her and said,
"Now what am I supposed to do with this?" She blinked multiple times before saying.
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"Well, it's not even that good," he said, coming out of the house to the person throw phone. "Yeah, I met her. She's okay." With that, he bid goodbye and hung up the call.
"Jimin! Where are you going?" He stopped after hearing a voice from behind and looked at the person standing there, holding a bag in his hand.
"First, tell me, are you going somewhere?" He said, looking at him from head to toe. The person was dressed all in formal attire.
"Yah, I am going to Daegu," he said.
"Come sit, I will drop you," he replied.
"No thanks, I can go on my own. But are you going somewhere?"
"Yeah, I was going to Busan. Sit back, I will drop you."
"Okay, never mind." He sat beside him.
"You are looking tired?" Jimin asked.
"Hmm, I was working on some projects," he adjusted himself comfortably.
"Sleep well," Jimin said with a little smile.
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Not my type
Fanfiction"You ain't my type" "Hell I am not interested to be a loser" "You are all I have." "Better luck next time" In the bustling streets of Seoul, where dreams collide and hearts entwine, Jungkook, a passionate and courageous personalit...
