playing by the rules || j.jk

VIII

Ji-Young's POV:

From the school, it was about a 30 minute walk to his house. We entered a gated community filled with rich houses with fanciful gardens and large windows through which you could peer into their expensive kitchens and living rooms. All the houses were beautiful and each had their own characteristic. One house was very modern with black slate walls and glass balconys while another looked very English Victorian style. I would give a kidney for a house such as these.

Towards the end of the road Jungkook stopped and opened a gate twice my height with a code in the wall. The gate was black and tall and looked menacing but once I stepped behind it my jaw dropped. In front of me was a modern house, white with light grey brick rimming and spruce balconys and accents. Leading up to it was a stone tile path which was lined with little potted trees which reached around my shoulder. The grass was well kept and there was a nicely paved drive way with the most gorgeous black Range Rover and a classy white Mercedes. Jungkook realised I had stopped moving and turned.

"You are rich? Like I knew you were rich but I didn't think you were loaded!" He chuckled to himself.

"No I am as poor as a beggar. My parents are the rich ones." he argued making me laugh nervously. " Anyway I like your house better. It is the right size and is modern with a touch of classic." I paused, obviously confused.

"How do you know what my house looks like." I expected him to pause and think about a valid excuse.

"Remember, I took you home idiot."

"But it was dark?"

"I have good eyesight." he chuckled and leaned closer "it's one of my many great qualities." his tongue clicked and opened the door. I followed seconds after slightly nervous from his comment. But I became completely distracted by his gorgeous house. The interior was just as stunning as the outside and even though I had seen it before, I was still in awe of their decorating. One day I wanted to create the most beautiful houses just like the ones on this road.

"Where is Jisoo?"

"She has some club on Wednesday's  (A/N: *inserts Wednesday dance and song* SO HEY, WEDNESDAY! ) so she won't be home for another 2 hours giving us plenty of time to practise." He threw himself down on the sofa as I rustled through my bag and threw him the script he needed to learn.

"I already highlighted your bits so you don't get confused."

"Thanks, but.." he paused "I'm not an idiot unlike you."

Jungkook's POV:

"I'm not a pabo, unlike you." I teased.

"YA!" Ji-Young yelled throwing a cushion at me. I caught it and threw it back, hitting her in the stomach. She pouted and sat nervously on the sofa. She looked rigid and uncomfortable, I sat up and faced her. 

"You should take your shoes off, get comfy. We will be here a while chubs."

"Stop calling me chubs" she pouted again, taking off her shoes and sitting cross legged on the sofa. She looked incredibly cute when I teased her. Every time she would pout and look to the floor while rubbing the back of her neck. She started to play with the rim of her jeans and the hem of her sweater " Do you really thi-"

"think you're fat? No" she wasn't anywhere near fat. She used to be chubby but now she was so skinny. I had seen it earlier when she stretched in art, revealing a little bit of her think stomach and outtie belly button which I thought was adorable. "It is just funny to see you get so worked up about it." she smiled and rolled her eyes.