Neighbors with Benefits // BTS

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Heat rushed into my face. Tears were already rolling beside my cheeks. Was it really him? I thought they were still in Japan!

"J-Jung. . . " I looked around to make sure I wasn't dreaming then I looked back up at him. He had the same shocked expression as well but then it quickly turned into a smile. 

"Felicia! It really is you!" He repeated. He then grabbed my arm which caused me to scream a little. Jungkook immediately released my arm. I rubbed my arm from his touch, being reminded of every tug to the bed where I would be raped from Arthur. Such a touch reminded me of the ugly memories.  

I stared at his socks when I couldn't look at him in the eyes. "I-I'm sorry. . ." I apologized before he opened his mouth. The memories were painful, I had to look away from him. Maybe it was best for me to leave. I was about to walk away but he then touched my shoulder, causing me to flinch. 

". . .Are you okay? Did I scared you?" Jungkook asked with such a sad expression. I didn't even know how I'm going to explain everything to him. This would probably be the best time to talk my feelings out. At least it was someone I knew. 

"No. . ." I answered honestly. I silently cried without weeping. I glanced up at him and he too looked like he was about to cry. 

"Come inside." Jungkook opened the door for me. I nodded and made myself in. His room looked a little similar to mine. I only guessed he had someone else with him. "It's only me. I wanted my own room." Jungkook just read my mind. "Feel free to get something from the fridge." He pointed to the mini fridge near the TV. I shook my head and sat at small arm chair. Great, I just had to greet Jungkook with my pain and sorrow. 

I watched Jungkook grabbing a water bottle from the fridge and placing it on my lap before sitting on his bed. It became quiet. I didn't know how to speak about this suffering. I fiddled with the bottle in my hands and sighed. I had to speak up or else I would only make him worried. 

"Did something happened while we were gone?" Jungkook sat in the corner of his bed. I nodded in response. 

"It. . . started when I. . . lost my necklace. . ." It became difficult to speak. That was when I opened the water to take a little sip. "After breakfast service was finished, I made breakfast for Mei. . . and A-Arthur. I was looking for them and I found them in the dining area. Mei was. . . cheating on Jin."

"No way. . ." Jungkook murmured. 

I continued, "They saw me when my phone went off. . . So later in the evening, Mei somehow had my necklace and she used it against me. If I didn't obey her, she'll get rid of it. I didn't have a choice. I had to give them my money I was saving up for December. And. . ." I closed myself into a ball from the scary flashbacks. The pain brought me to tears yet again. "A-Arthur. . . He took my phone away. He also. . ." I squeezed my eyes shut. I didn't have the courage to say it.

"Felicia, you don't have to say it." I looked up when I felt a hand on my shoulder. Jungkook gave an assuring smile. "I understand the problem you've been suffering. I wish I was there to protect you."

"Jungkook. . ." His eyes were red as mine. I didn't mean to bring my suffering to him.

"I'm sorry. . ."

"No, don't apologize. . ." I shook my head, "it's my fault. . ." 

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After I had calmed down a bit, Jungkook told me he thought I was Jimin because his room was right next to him. Jungkook rolled around his bed with a smirk. 

"I thought I would trigger him if I played my music loud." Jungkook grinned. 

Why would he do such a thing? Didn't he think about the consequences?