Only You

Chapter 27

Krystal's POV

Honestly, the only things that I could feel were gratitude, happiness, and guilt.

I had treated IU so badly, taking my anger out on her and others when I couldn't handle things. Yet when I was in my most desolate state of being, she took care of me, listened to what I had to say, and gave me a place to stay. 

Burying my head in my hands, I stared at the floor of IU's bedroom. Apparently IU had forgotten about the fact that Suzy was currently occupying the guest room, but I really couldn't blame her after trying to take care of me. 

Interacting with Suzy was one of the things that I really didn't want to do. At first, I picked on IU only because she was convenient, but Suzy, on the other hand, was someone I truly disliked.

"Whatever." I muttered aloud, standing up from my spot on the bed. 

When I opened the door, I could hear IU talking firmly, like she was on the edge of whacking whoever she was scolding.

Probably Jungkook.

Curious, I crept  down the stairs and crouched just around the corner to eavesdrop on the conversation. 

"...That isn't something you can decide." IU said tartly.

"It's not like you can stop me."

"You'll share a room with my brother."

"Then I'll just creep into your room in the middle of night."

"Pervert."

"Maybe I am."

I peeked around the corner to see IU throwing her arms up in exasperation and turning away from him to see me. 

"I think you'll have to move in with Suzy, no matter how much she protests." she called over to me.

"I protest too, actually." I replied, unfolding from my awkward position on the bottom step and walking forward to them. "I don't want to share a room with Suzy."

"Then you can use my brother's room. He barely comes back these days anyways."

"Arasseo." I replied brightly, happy with the prospect of having a room virtually to myself. 

"Then I get to sleep in your room, right?" Jungkook butted in.

"Yes, you'll be sleeping on the floor, and I'll be sleeping with five layers on." IU growled warningly. 

Jungkook wiggled his eyebrows at her in response, and I stifled a laugh.

"Actually, I wanted to ask you something." I started.

Jieun stopped glaring at Jungkook to give me her full attention. "What is it?"

I shot a pointed look at Jungkook.

"Arasseo. I'll get out." he muttered grumpily, but exited the room all the same. 

Watching her closely, I asked, "Have you noticed anything odd lately? Any person that seems strange?"

She looked taken aback. "Should I?"

"Oh. It's just...never mind. Thanks for listening to my nonsense though." I said, shrugging off the unsettling feeling I had since a few days ago.

"Alright," she said slowly, "but are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah. I'm perfectly fine. Don't worry about it." I said dismissively, waving away her concern. "Well, goodnight!" I called over my shoulder, already starting to climb the stairs.

"Yeah, goodnight, sweet dreams."

Bit later...

We settled down for the night, and I could hear Jungkook and IU squabbling next door as I laid there on the bed. The room was very neat, like every other part of the house, and the owner of the room didn't have many personal belongings displayed on the surfaces. 

I stared at the ceiling and wondered about what to do. I could continue working now, and not worry about paying for a living space. Running out of money to pay for the tiny two room apartment was the thing that made me break down after all the hard work and effort. 

Also, the seemingly sasaeng fans that followed me everywhere, but never got close enough to ask for photos of signatures. It was extremely strange, and creeped me out.

I shook my head. It was probably just my imagination. 

Scooting to the edge of the bed away from the door, I resigned myself to my unchanging habits and slept curled in a ball at the edge of the mattress. It was the most comfortable I had been in a long time.

IU's POV

"Rule one: Don't sleep on my bed."

"Rule two: Don't sleep on my bed."

"Rule three: If you do, I'll kill you." 

"Isn't the last one technically a threat?" Jungkook smirked, facing me as I went over the very complicated rules of him being in my room.

"No, it's not a threat." I snapped, taking my folded pajamas out of the drawer. "It's a promise." With that, I pushed the drawer in with a small thunk and made my way to the bathroom to change.

After changing, I looked in the mirror and commanded myself not to panic. I know that Jungkook wouldn't try to do anything to me, but the thought of being in the same room-just the two of us-was pretty nerve wracking.

Before I could book a ticket to America, I unlocked the bathroom door and entered my bedroom.

"WHAT THE HECK, JEON JUNGKOOK!?" I yelled, my hands flying up to cover my eyes at the sight of him half-naked.

He stared at me, dumbfounded. "I was just changing." he said, gesturing at his open duffel bag.

I took a deep breath and lowered my hands to my side. "In the future," I said sweetly. "Please do not change in my room."

He shrugged. "Arasseo. I won't." Then, pulling on his shirt, he yawned and stretched, the shirt hiking up again so that his stomach was momentarily visible.

Damn, those abs that I never had.

Suddenly, I felt self conscious about what I was wearing, the extremely plain light blue pajamas that I've had for years, along with the hair that was tied back extremely messily, little strands that had escaped the ponytail hanging around my face.

"I'm going to sleep." I muttered, looking down as I climbed onto the bed and lifting the blanket to cover my slowly reddening face.

The bed creaked slightly as Jungkook climbed on too, and arms encircled me, causing me to stiffen.

"The night is still young. What are you going to sleep so early for?" Jungkook whispered in my ear, traces of laughter audible in his voice.

A/N: Ah. Jungkook. Love him to pieces. ^^  Sorry about the shorter than normal chapter... Don't forget to vote and comment!! Love you all!! Saranghaeyo!!! 😆