My Story ✔️

27ㅣThe Date pt. 1

Jungkook's POV

Everything has to be perfect. I finally get my hair perfect. Thank goodness. I hear a knock on the door. "Come in! Oh. Hi Dad".

He raises an eyebrow. "Oh? Were you expecting someone else?" He grins.

I shrug it off like I'm not embarrassed. "Does it matter?"

He snorts at my question. "Yes it does. But, I won't hold it against you. This time," he cheekily grins.

I roll my eyes, folding my arms after. "I know this is rude, but why are you in my room?"

Putting a hand to his heart, dramatically I may add, he gasps. "I walked up three flights of stairs and this is how you talk to me? My heart aches".

"And so does your sarcasm. What do you want?"

He drops his hand. "I don't want anything. I was only going to tell you to run downstairs because mama is home. You don't want to miss her before she leaves again".

The only words I could hear was Run, Eomma is home. I dash out of my room.

"Bye! You little butt," he mumbles the last part but I still hear him.

I slide down the railing of the stairs. It's easier to get down this way. Running into the kitchen, I see the back of a tall woman with Amelia sitting on a stool with her elbows propping on the island.

Authornim's POV

Amelia hears the front door open. 'I wonder who that is?' The footsteps click toward the kitchen, so she follows suit to see a tall, long raven haired woman.

"Wah!" Amelia gasps in awe but quickly covers her mouth. 'Crap, my bad,' she mentally scolds herself.

The unfamiliar woman turns around, smiling when her eyes land on Amelia. "Oh. Hello".

Amelia stutters, gawking over her. "H-hello".

The unknown woman just smiles. "Are you Amelia Jung by any chance?"

Amelia straightens her back, eyebrows furrowing. "How did you know?"

The name clicks in her minds, both girls speaking simultaneously, laughing afterwards. "Jungkook!"

"I rarely see him anymore, but when I do the topic always changes to you. Even when I text him how school was.," the woman chuckles.

"That's um-" Amelia tries to form words, trying not to offend Jungkook in his own house.

The woman just laughs. "Yes, but it is cute".

Amelia nods in agreement, afraid that her voice will squeak.

"Oh! I'm Mrs. Jeon. Jungkook's mother," she chuckles seeing Amelia relax a little.

Amelia smiles back at her. "Hello Mrs. Jeon".

She waves her hand. "You can call me mama".

With curiosity, Amelia's ears perk up as she tilts her head to the left.

"You can call me mama. I'm being completely serious," she smiles. Before Amelia can say anything, Mrs. Jeon dismisses it with her hand. "I know how your parents are and I want you to feel at home here. I have feeling you'll be here more often".