Maknae | j.jk

Chapter 45

"Jungkook... Please come quick! Quickly, please, quickly... Be here soon..." 

"Ha-na?"

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"Wake up." I peaked at the dark figure standing beside my bed.

"DON'T HURT ME, OH JESUS!" I screamed and spazzed out on the bed, immediately falling off the bed and slamming my head in the figure's crotch, causing them to yelp in pain.

"F-Fuck, jesus Camila~!" Jungkook whined, holding his groin in extreme pain.

"Oh, oops. Sorry." I sat up, rubbing my head in disgust.

"Oh my god~~!!" His neck vein became more fierce-fully visible. His jawline sharpened as he clenched his eyes and teeth in pain.

"Sorry." I repeated blandly, standing up from the floor.

"And-- Andrea told me to come over to make sure you were all right.." He grunted, sitting down onto the bed to relax his shaky legs.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"I don't know! God damn, she just told me you were stressed.... Why?" He perked up, squinting his eyes still in sharp pain.

"Oh." I looked down at my feet then laid myself on the bed.

"Are you?"

"Yeah, a little."

"Oh, sorry."

"Why?" I asked, looking over to my right as he laid down beside me.

"I feel like I might be responsible for it." He replied, looking over at me with his brown bangs brushed in front of his eyes. His eyes. Those eyes reminded me of the day I gave birth, water overflying my eyes, but somehow I seemed to see his worried face clearly.

"It kinda is." I burst out into laughter as he flinched at my sudden action.

"Jesus.." He wiped little spit drops off his face and giggled.

"Sorry, that was really gross." I covered my mouth with a wide smile.

"It really was."

"Are your nuts okay?" I sat up with a loud yawn.

"No." He frowned at me.

"Might wanna get an ice pack for that then... Go lay on my couch or something." I shrugged and urged him out of the bedroom.

"Where are you going?" He asked at the doorway.

"Work." I crossed my arms, waiting for him to go to my living room.

He nodded and held his crotch, unsteadily walking down the hall.

I shut the door and went for the bathroom for a fresh shower. It took about 7 minutes, since I had work in about 40. Luckily work started at 11:30 today, since my job knew I had difficult starting my hours early in the beginning of the week. I may have gotten onto their good side to pull so many strings for me.

Once I finished drying off, I dressed into my uniform, which was: black skirt to my knees, normal upper uniform, and my badge of course. Lastly, I pulled my hair into a tight ponytail. I finished doing my eyebrows and mascara, soon leaving the bathroom.

I grabbed my shoes then left my bedroom with my purse.

"Hey, how's your sack feeling?" I asked, going for my kitchen to grab a quick snack.

"Fine." He said from the couch with a laugh.

"Kay, well I have to go to work, do you just wanna hang out here or are you gonna beat it?" I bent over and shoved my feet into the black low heels lazily.

He looked at me with wide eyes and sat up quickly, gulping and looking around the room innocently.

"What?" I lowered my eyebrows.

"N-Nothing." He chuckled, then continued looking around the room, making it all the more awkward.

"You're creeping me out." I glared then went for my apartment door, unlocking it to leave.

"Hey why don't I drop you off?" He asked.

"You would do that?"

"Yeah, sure." He got up and walked over to the entrance of my apartment.

"..Okay. If you make me late, I'm kicking you in the balls this time." He nodded quickly and started putting his shoes back on.

I was worried my co-workers would mistaken Jungkook as an older son of mine. Considering he was wearing a red slightly over-sized sweatshirt, black jeans with a bright orange belt, and dark brown Timberlands. Whenever he dressed like this, he was totally mistaken as a young teenager in high school.

"Don't cling to me, by the way." I warned then we were out of the apartment building within minutes.

Here was the drive: Drive, drive, directions, drive, wrong way, drive again, find way, drop me off, no more driving--- Park, park.

"No, Jungkook, stay in the car!" I said as he began unbuckling his seat belt.

"I'm coming in! I just wanna say hi!" He smiled widely and followed me out the car.

"Then you leave, immediately." I flicked his ear then swiped my card to the Employee door, next opening it and entering.

My co-workers looked at me in their uniforms, tight buns, ponytails, and short cuts. They all smiled and waved, while the younger and older women hobbled over to take a look at Jungkook.

"Go back in the car, you little shit." I whispered sharply to him.

"Noona, you work here?!" He smiled fakely and looked around like a child. 

"Ah, Camila-ssi, is this your dongseong?" They pondered.

"No, it's just my ex-boyfriend being an idiot--- He's older by the way." I rolled my eyes at him while they laughed.

"He's quite the looker-- What you he do for ya to leave him?" An older woman teased while wriggling her eyebrows at me.

"Actually he left me, but yeah true, I'm hot, how could he?" The women laughed with me as Jungkook introduced himself to my other co-workers at their desks.

"Who are you?" A man said with a frown to Jungkook.

"I'm just stopping in to say hi... I dropped off Camila." Jungkook smiled at the masculine man.

I have to say, comparing the man with Jungkook seemed like I put Hulk Hogan beside..... Yoongi.

"You're not supposed to be in here, scram." The man said harshly.

Jungkook stared then looked at me, then back at the men quietly.

"Sorry." Jungkook bowed before walking slowly back to me with a blank face; Hinting me he was bummed out.

"Yah, it's fine. Go on home, I'll call you later, okay?" I rubbed his arm to ease the awkwardness.

"That's okay, have fun." He forced a smile and walked on out.

"Bummer, I would've asked for his number if you weren't his ex." An officer said with a smirk, twirling her tight ponytail with a teasingly laugh.

"Haha, Mika." I rolled my eyes and peaked a smile.