Dorm 222 | DOWOO

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A/N
I took a week break, just to write more at once since my school started and I barely have any time to write two chapters in a week. Sorry to keep you waiting, hope you enjoy ❤️

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The first thing I felt when I woke up was happiness and a heavy weight on top of me. I remembered every single detail of last night. I couldn't stop smiling.

"Jungwoo, get up, I need to leave soon." I tried to wake up the blonde boy. He didn't move an inch.

"Jungwoo. Jungwoo?"

No answer.

"Baby, get up please?" I said as a joke but he immediately lifted his head.

"What did you call me?" He stared at me, fully awake.

"Nothing." I sat up and tried to push him off me. However, he was stronger than I expected. He didn't move at all. Instead he wrapped his both hands around my neck and pulled me closer.

"Come on, say it again. I like it." He said in a low, husky tone.

Fuck, he was so attractive with his morning voice and a bit messed up hair.

That's what we're playing?

I unexpectedly flipped myself over him so now I was on top of him. I placed my hands on his neck and went closer to him. I whispered to his ear.

"You like this, baby?"

He looked shocked and smiled a bit, completely overwhelmed and blushing.

Of course the boy under me had to continue whatever was going on. He placed his hands on my waist and adjusted himself a little, so I was basically sitting on his lap.

I went in for just a quick kiss but Jungwoo had other plans. He didn't let go until he was completely out of breath.

"I should go home." I was a bit upset.

Every time I was with Jungwoo, I felt pure joy. I felt actually cared and loved. When I had to be without him, it felt just like half a year ago. Lonely and depressing. Like it was just me against the whole other world. I had no one else to love and care for other than Jungwoo.

Every time I was alone, I only realized how much I loved that dumb, blonde idiot.

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"Can we go out later? I already miss you although you're standing right here." Jungwoo begged as he only squeezed my waist tighter from the back while I tried to fix my hair.  He looked so small behind me, at least on the mirror.

"Sure, let me know when you're outside my house, so I'll be there." I promised him as I placed my hands on top of his. We just stood there for a good while, hugging each other in complete silence.

"Bye, I'm gonna miss you." Jungwoo started sobbing sarcastically. I just laughed at him and left.

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I had been gone for over a day and hadn't contacted my mom at all. It's so weird that she doesn't care about me but when I don't reply to her messages or aren't home, she suddenly cares so much.

I already had my explanation planned for her, now I just had to open the door and face her.

"Kim Doyoung! Where have you been once again?" She was talking in a very unstable, kind of funny voice.

I walked to the living room to see a terrible mess. At least nine bottles of some kind of alcohol and smoked cigarettes everywhere. The smell was so bad it made me want to puke. I had never seen her like this, this drunk and in this bad condition.

"Well I-" I couldn't even start when she started yelling something over me. She got up and walked over to me with another bottle in her hand.

"You know, I'm getting so fucking tired of your shit. You're always going somewhere, skipping school and your grades have dropped so much! What the fuck is up with you?" My mom was almost screaming.

She looked like she was about to pass out and fall so I catched her. As much as I hated her, I didn't let her get hurt like that.

"Don't fucking touch me!" She squealed and hit me on the head with the glass bottle.

That's when everything got cut.