Alone with You || Jeon Jungkook

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"Guess who?" he stands there bearing an arrogant smirk on his face.

I can't even talk. This guy?! What is he doing here?! I scream at the back of my head.

I'm shocked, but looking at him face to face like this leaves me breathless. He's too hot and godly. His features are perfect. I'm at a loss for words.

I stand there stoned as he continues to find it amusing and without saying anything, he eventually goes on and passes me by.

I turn around still in shock as I stare at his receding figure.

But then I continue to follow him with my eyes, cuz it somewhat feels confusing that he's going straight where my house is!

I gather all my soul again as I almost run to him to catch up. But I didn't say anything, I watch him as he goes closer and closer to my house. I don't want to jump into conclusions so I wait until I really have something to react on. After all, I'm no one and no one needs my comment in any way.

But then it all strikes me like lightning the moment he enters our backyard.

I stop walking just a few meters behind and think things through again. Wait, that's our backyard right? That's our backyard!! Wait!! I almost go insane as I scream that out loud in my head.

I run to him and block him from advancing to our door. "WAIT!!" I finally let out at his face, my eyes closed in tight, my hands blocking him upfront.

"What?" he simply replied, looking down on me. "You're blocking my way ugly."

I can hardly believe it. I look up to him and he's casually brushing me off. And he called me UGLY.

Thump. Did my heart just jump? And why does it feel nostalgic all of a sudden?

But erasing all other thoughts in my head, I find courage to confront him. No one barges in our house so nonchalantly just like that everyday.

"I think you got the wrong house. This is my home. And don't even know you," I spilled it all out in his face.

He only chuckles. "Is that so? Ah, maybe they haven't briefed you yet."

He breaks through me and walks to the door.

It confuses me even more. WTH is he talking about? So I run after him, but he's already pushed the doorbell.

"What do you think you're doing? My parents are home. Who even are you?!" I spoke to him.

We are both standing by the door when my mom and dad open the door.

I'm more than shocked to see their happy faces, seeing us both before them.

And this guy turns into a polite little asshole upon talking to them.

"Anyounghaseyo ahjusshi, ahjumma," he greeted my parents.