project jeon + jungkook

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"how was busan? u hoe, u left me stranded here by myself." eunhee pouted.
"i'm sorry i wasn't planning on getting back so late." jia huffed and rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms against her chest.

eun laughed, "what was that for? i'm the one who should be pissed."

"we took a bus back."
"what the fuck? that's like 7 hours right?!"
"yuuup and i fell asleep.." jia sighed.

"well that's good, did it make the time go by-"

"on jungkooks lap."

"faster-wait what?!" eun covered her mouth to prevent from spitting out her drink. jia sat there, lips pressed in a thin line.

"jia shut the fuck up- are you serious?"

"i-i didn't mean to i just kinda.. knocked out. it was an accident?" jia frowned.
"oh my god." eun smirked.
"what?" jia asked.

"i can't believe you sat on his thighs.. those thighs are a blessing, daye your ass was on his-"

"eun!"
"-pee pee."

jia gasped and covered her mouth, "eun! it wasn't like that! what the heck i feel horrible! hansol-"

"hansol this, hansol that. live a little! you should be thanking all the gods and goddesses out there that you're paired up with that hot piece of ass."

"live a little? are you suggesting i cheat on hansol?"

"no! no no you don't have to cheat if you're not with him..anymore..?" eun shrugged.

"eun! i lo-.."

eun's eyebrows raised, she knew jia wouldn't say the l word.. she was afraid of it.

"you know how much i care for hansol", she pout, "are you crazy?"

eunhee laughed, "i'm kidding i'm kidding.. maybe- when was the last time you two talked anyways?"
"huh?" jia was caught off guard.
"you two haven't been talking much right?" she raised her eyebrows at her friend.

"no we, we talked.. like last week.." she frowned.

"aaaand when was the last time you two went out on a date?"

"..." jia sat there with a pout, "like.. last year."

"jia come on. why don't you two just-"

"he's been busy! that's all." jia frowned not wanting to admit hansol's been a bit distant ever since he got back.

eun frowned and got up from her seat, she pat jia on the back, "if you say so.. i'm just looking out for you. i gotta go yugyeom and i are meeting up for the project. see you later love." she messed her hair up before walking out the cafe.

jia sighed and slipped her phone out. she strolled through the contacts until she found "my baby❤️".

she hesitated a bit before pressing the call button. she let it ring for awhile before being sent to voicemail. she tried a second time, still no answer. she decided to call one last time.. after a few rings the call was answered. panting on the other side was heard.

"..uh.. hansol? are you there?"

"..b-baby what's up?"

"nothing really i just.. i haven't
heard from you in awhile."

"i-i'm sorry jia i've been busy, im at practice right now, we have a big game coming up."
he answered in a hurry.

"oh.. i didn't know"
jia frowned
"when were you going to tell me?"

"chwe!"
a man's voice was heard over the phone.

"hansol?"

"i gotta go, my coach is on my case."

"but hansol- wait."

"yes..?"
he sounded a bit annoyed.
he sighed..
"yes my lil bean?"
he called her the nickname she loved but it didn't feel the same.

"i miss you."
she bit her lip.
it was almost like he was still on the trip with his family, like he never came back.

"chwe hansol! get over here now!"
his coach yelled.
"gotta go!"
and with that he hung up.

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"jungkooook, jungkookieee" the girl sang as she continuously rang the door bell.

the door swung open, "i already told you not to fuckin' call me that" he groaned.

she pout. he rolled his eyes, "what do you want? why are you here?"

"i left my jacket here last night ya'know after we.." she bit her lip as she tugged on the belt of his robe, loosening it.

"yeah, i get it", he huffed pushing her hand away, "i threw it away."

"what?"

"your jacket. it's in the garbage."

"what the fuck? wh-" he raised any eyebrow at her as if to say, 'you really gonna yell at me?'

no girl dared to raise their voice at him, and he found it hilarious. well no girl except jiadaye. she was different.

she cleared her throat and bat her eyes. "i mean.. why?" she giggled, "why would you throw my jacket away?" her hands made their way to his belt again.

he smirked as he looked down at her hands before removing them again, "because i felt like it. if it meant that much to you, you wouldn't have forgotten it."

"but that jacket cost me $860 dollars!"

"next time don't be so careless, bye bye now" he smiled before slamming the door.

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