Number || jjk

Chapter 7

A/N: sorry for being on hiatus.

"So.." I started off. The silence is seriously going to eat me alive. "Can we at least have one proper conversation?"

"What are there to be talk about between us?" He said in a monotone.

"You're making this more difficult than it already is," I glared at him. "Fine, lets play 20 questions, since we are going to be husband and wife in a matter of a week. We can get to know each other this way," I suggested.

"Fine," JungKook agreed.

"We'll take turns, I'll start off with an easy one. What's your favorite color?"

"Black."

"More like a description for your personality," I whispered to myself.

"What?" He questioned and glanced at me.

"Uh-Oh nothing. Your turn!" I tried steering away from the situation.

It took him awhile before he started speaking. "What's the meaning of life?" He asked. This time he actually put a certain emotion into that question, but I just can't seem to pin point it.

"O-o-oh. We're playing it big now. I see... um. Well it varies depending on how you look at life. Like my answer would be probably different from your's or even the lady who lives next door to your house." I stated it. "Give me a minute to think."

"The meaning of life to me is finding yourself. We all have a role on this earth. We just have to find it." I continued. I couldn't help, but smile as I answered him.

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We went on with the questions. Mostly just basic ones like favorite animal, flower, hobbies, etc.

"Do you have an ideal type?" I questioned him. I was just curious okay!

"Someone not you," he chuckled.

"Hurtful!" I punched his arm. "Here's a suggestion, you should smile more. It makes you look less intimidating."

He faked a smile at me then turned back to a straight face. Keeping his eyes on the road.

"I'm serious! Maybe you can make a friend or two this way!"

"I have friends."

"Hard to believe."

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"Any past relationships?"

"Hey look! Isn't that your house? I think we should end the game here, since your stop is here," it was obvious that Jungkook tried to avoid the question.

"But-" I told myself he had a reason to not talk about it so I shouldn't push it any farther. See I do have common sense... at times.

When the car got to a stop, we got off and headed towards my house. I was walking in front while he followed behind.

"I guess I'll see you to-"

"Well look who it is! JungKook!" My mother cut me off. My guess is she probably saw us out from the window and probably decided to come out and greet us.

"Hello to you too eomma," wow she already forgot about her only daughter!

"Good Evening Mrs. Jung," JungKook greeted.

"Come in and have dinner! You're probably hungry," my mother suggested.

"NO!" I yelled. Both JungKook and my mother gave me a confused look. "What I mean is, he can't come for dinner tonight... right," I elbowed JungKook. Signaling him to play along.

"R-right! I have a family dinner tonight. I'll come by tomorrow," he replied.

I wanted to slap him across the face. Why did he say he will come tomorrow! How about N-E-V-E-R!

"Awe. It's okay." My mother replied with a hint of disappointment. "You're going to be my son in law so call me eomma," she send a smile.

I faked a cough, trying to note that I'm still here.

"Eomma!" He responded back enthusiastically.

"I love you already!" My mother patted him on the shoulder. "I'll be inside. You guys do your couple things," she giggles to herself and walks back into the house.

Before she leaves back into the house, she pushes me towards JungKook. I crashed onto his chest. I think it's just reflex that he automatically puts his arms around me. I don't know!

Mentally screaming on the top of my lungs. My heart started to pick up its pace.  

My face flushed bright pink. I pushed myself away from him, taking a step back. "EOM-" when I turned around, she was gone.

I was too embarrassed to even look at JungKook, so I just hanged my head towards the side.

The first thing I wanted to do is to get out of this situation.

"I-I-I gotta go," I didn't even wait for his reply. While I was turning towards the door, he got a hold on my wrist and pulled me back.