The next morning was slightly different from any other because A) you were alone in bed. B) you were in Jungkook's apartment. And C) you weren't sure of what to do that day.
You let out a yawn while stretching your limbs out before getting up to make your way to the bathroom. As usual, you brushed your teeth because Jungkook was smart to have extra tooth brushes, then made your way to the kitchen.
Making yourself at home, you looked through Jungkook's kitchen for some breakfast. So far the only options there were, was eggs and bacon. You shrugged not caring if you were allowed to touch either of them, and decided to cook them anyway.
Jungkook on the other hand, was fast asleep until the aroma of bacon filled his room and into his nose. He naturally woke up with the urge to find the source of smell, and he did, right after he brushed his teeth. He made his way down the hall and into the kitchen to find you making breakfast.
"Good morning, Sleepyhead." You chuckled looking at Jungkook as he squinted due to his tired self.
"Morning." He muttered before taking a seat at the table.
You shook your head before placing the plate of food at the centre of the table. You grabbed two plates, two forks, and some juice for the two of you.
"Thanks." He muttered again.
"Still tired?" You joked.
Jungkook replied with a quiet huff and scrunched up his nose at you.
You hated to admit it, but Jungkook was adorable. It felt kind of weird to admit that since the boy was one year older than you—it's not that big of a gap, but it still felt a little weird.
After breakfast, Jungkook was back to his energized self.
"Maybe you should live here." Jungkook suggested.
"Why?" You asked furrowing your eyebrows.
"So that you can cook for me everyday." He replied innocently.
"Is that how you treat all your female friends?"
"Nope, just you." He grinned.
You roll your eyes at him then make your way to the couch and jumped into the cushions to make yourself comfortable. Jungkook then took a seat next to you.
"Any plans for today?" You asked.
"Nope."
"Aren't you suppose to go to the headquarters?"
"All I do is train, and since my partner is in critical condition, I have to watch her."
"I'm doing just fine, Jungkook." You rolled your eyes for the millionth time, but then you realized something.
"Oh, crap!" You jumped up.
"What?" Jungkook looked at you worried.
"I have to change my bandages." You said before running to your temporary bedroom to grab the cream and bandage roll.
"Do you mind giving me a hand?" You asked Jungkook once you were back in the living room. He nodded and you lifted your shirt up a little exposing your stomach.
Jungkook gently removed the white wrap from your torso before setting it aside. You disposed a decent amount of cream onto a cotton pad before softly rubbing it upon your stitches. Once you finished, you place one end of the bandage across your stomach and gave Jungkook the remaining roll.
"Spin around." He ordered.
You obeyed and spun around until you were dizzy.
"Woah, I didn't say that you had to spin fast." Jungkook chuckled.
He separated the bandage from the roll and tucked it into one of the layers on my body.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
"Who could that be?" Jungkook asked getting up to open the door.
"Daddy's home!" You heard a familiar voice call out.
You turn towards the direction of where the voice was coming from; it was none other than Kim Taehyung.
"What the hell?" You gave him a weird look.
"Oops! Didn't think you'd hear that." He shrugged sarcastically.
"Sure." You replied rolling your eyes once again.
You let out a wince of pain. The more you rolled your eyes, the better chance of you getting a headache, you just knew it.
When both boys caught a glimpse of your wince, they rushed over to you.
"Are you all right?" Jungkook asked.
"Yeah, I'm just in pain of rolling my eyes so much because of two idiots I call my friends."
"Hey! I thought I was your best friend." Jungkook pouted.
"Right sorry, my best friend and my friend." You corrected yourself.
"Hey! What about me?" Taehyung was the one to whine this time.
"I'm her only best friend; you're Jimin's best friend." Jungkook sneered while saying Jimin's name taking you by surprise.
"Woah there Jungkook."
"What?" He asked in confusion.
"I know what he did to me was terrible, but take it easy on him, he's still like a brother to you." You said softly.
"She's right, baby." Taehyung agreed putting his arm around Jungkook.
"See even Tae-wait, baby?" Your eyes widened.
"You guys are-" they nodded when you stuttered.
"I'm so happy for you guys!" You yelled jumping on the two of them, tackling them into the couch.
"When did this happen?" You asked eagerly getting comfortable. Basically you were lying across their muscular thighs with your head on Jungkook's lap.
"Remember when we last spoke at the café?" You nodded at Jungkook.
"That night, I went over to his place, we talked, then boom! Now we're dating."
"More like he came knocking at my door, rambled his feelings to me which brought me to kiss him, then asking him out." Taehyung laughed.
You couldn't help but look at them in awe. You were thrilled to find out that they were finally together.
But there was a question that suddenly entered your mind.
Why wasn't Taehyung at the headquarters?
"I understand why Jungkook's here, but why are you here?" You asked.
"I asked Yoongi hyung if I could hang out with you guys; he said that he'll text me if he needs anything." Taehyung explained.
"Now," Taehyung reached over to grab the remote from the coffee table.
"What are we watching today?"
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The Mafia Gang | BTS
FanfictionWhat happens when your last wish was to get fucked by a Mafia Gang member? Warning: sexual content, inappropriate language, and VERY long chapters. Published: 07-29-16 Completed: 00-00-00
