[✔ - EDITING] AGAIN || Jungkook×SinB [Wattys2017]

three

TW: Attempted sexual assault in the latter part of the chapter.

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She groaned in annoyance as she felt someone nudging her.

"Five minutes," she murmured before burying her face on her pillow.

"Wake up, sleepyhead. Eomma made you pancakes," she heard a familiar voice say.

"Hyung, cut it out. I told you, she won't wake up," said another voice.

"Oh, shut up, pancake. Hwang Sinb, I brought my eomma's special pancakes. Get up before Pancake Jungkook eats them all up," she was finally awake enough to decide that it was Jimin who was speaking, and she let out another groan.

"It's too early, Park Jimin," she sleepily whined. "Let me sleep! You, guys, sent me home late last night," she added. She got home around 10:30 pm last night, and the only reason why her parents didn't get mad was because she was with Jimin and Jungkook who both walked her home.

"Sinb, get up. I'll buy you that chocomilk brand you really like," and she hated how that was enough to finally pull her out of her slumber. She finally sat up and Jimin dramatically gasped, clutching his chest as if he was physically hurt.

"Heol, I offered you your favorite pancake in the whole world, and you got up on chocomilk?!" Jimin dramatically said.

"Oh, shut up, hyung. I'm her favorite pancake," Jungkook said with a very proud smile before ruffling Sinb's hair. She gave him a glare, but Jungkook just giggled before exiting the room. After giving Sinb a look, Jimin also left.

Damn it, chocomilk? Really, Hwang Sinb? You're so stupid.

Sinb was drying her hair with a towel as she went down the stairs. She saw Jungkook and Jimin happily chatting with her parents.

"Oh, Sinb-ya, come. Mrs. Park made her famous pancakes just for you," her mom said and Sinb smiled. The dining table was also extra noisy with the happy chatters, the satoori.

"Jungkook, you okay now?" Sinb's dad asked, making Sinb curious about what it could be about. She watched as Jungkook nodded enthusiastically, her dad ruffling Jungkook's hair.

"Why would he not be okay?" Sinb couldn't help but ask and Jungkook looked at her.

"It's nothing, Sinb-ya. Eat up before we miss the bus," Jungkook said and Sinb figured she should just shove the idea off. If he didn't want to talk about it, then Sinb didn't want to know.

The three of them then walked to the bus stop, just like the old times.

"Wait, I'll get your chocomilk," Jungkook held her arm before going to a vending machine to get drinks for the three of them. "Here... I hope it's still your favorite," he thrusted a carton of chocomilk to Sinb.

Sinb looked at him for a few seconds before grabbing the carton. She was trying her best to act cold to him, but at this rate, she didn't know how long she was going to last. She stuck the straw and started sipping on the sweet drink.

"Oh, right. Jimin oppa, why are you here? Isn't your house all on the other side?" Sinb asked. She discovered last night that Jungkook lived in the house right in front of them—how convenient. When Sinb asked her parents about it last night, they told her they—along with Jungkook's parents—kept it a secret from the both of them as a surprise.

Well, they succeeded, she guessed.

"Eomma was very happy last night when I told her you finally arrived so she woke me up early just to bring the pancakes to your house. She's kind of busy with her food stall, so she doesn't know yet when she'll be free to come over," Jimin explained and Sinb nodded thoughtfully.