Jungkook
"This will be your new home, Jungkook." Zsasha's father welcomed me with a smile as soon as we got 'home'.
"Your room is on the second floor, the library is in between yours and my daughter's. Please feel at home." I bowed politely and followed my way up.
"Oh, and don't forget, from now on I'll treat you as my son!" He added which made my eyes roll.
I opened the door carelessly and to my shock, Zsasha is in the room and about to take her hoodie off!
She gasped and froze same as me too.
"Dammit! Can you knock?!" She glared.
"I-I ugh, uhm.. I'm so-sorry, ah." I shut my eyes close before letting out a deep breath.
"I thought this is my room, I'm sorry." I turned my back at her.
"You're sexy." and left the room.
Actually I was just teasing her, I don't know but when we were at the car and our eyes met, she blushed.
I wasn't staring at her body. I was staring at the letter 'X' near her belly button.
I entered the room and directly went to the bed. Hmm, comfy. The room is cool, not too big unlike my room in our mansion. I arranged my things at the cabinet first before I headed to the kitchen.
"You must be Jungkook, are you?" An old lady appeared from my back.
I nodded. Based on what she wore, I think she's a maid.
"Oooh, nice to meet you, lil' bun. I am Teresita Muñoz, pure Filipino and I'm the mayordoma of this house. Come, come." She tried to drag me but I just stood there, didn't even move an inch.
"W-what did you just call me? L-lil' b-bun?" My cold and emotionless eyes stared at her hazel brown eyes.
"Oops, did I just pissed you off? Hehe, I'm sorry." She left laughing.
I got some chips and milk from the fridge and went to my room. Soon as I reached my beloved room, I called Taehyung and Jimin hyung.
"Yah, I'm bored, let's meet?" I said.
[What a great way to start a call, you should've said hi.] V hyung laughed sarcastically on the other line.
"Hi, I'm bored, let's meet?"
[Call Jimin-ssi. I'll be there after this one.] He hung up just on time Jimin called.
[Im bored. Let's meet up?] Jimin sighed on the other line which made me chuckled.
"Same. Come here then." I hung up and texted both the address of my new 'home'. I cringed.
I was about to get up when someone knock on the door. It swung opened and Trisha's father came in with a smile plastered on his bare face. I tsked mentally. I really hate it when someone dodge into my room without my permission, even my parents can't do it.
"Problem?" I put on a fake genuine smile.
"Oh, I just wanted to tell you to come to the garden, I want to discuss somethings with you." He jerked his thumb up, giving me a like sign.
You could've texted me. I wanted to say those words to him.
"I'll be right there." Then I walk up straight to the bathroom.
Is it about the adoption? I sighed in annoyance and frustration. I already said no to him. Before my father left for a business trip, he already concluded that something bad might happen to him because he left together with the storm.
The day after, it was reported that a plane crashed due to the storm and the names of the passengers were shown. I knew it would be hopeless for him to survive but I didn't give up, I had a strong feeling that he's alive, that my friends were wrong. Sleepless nights and days passed by until I got a report saying that his lifeless body is found, and the inspector also said that he found a will on daddy's biceps which are covered from a bunch of plastics so that it won't get damage perhaps.
The will says in order for me to get all the inheritance, I must look for Atty. Park Woo Shim. And it was also stated that I 'must' accept the adoption of Mr. Rusé. Hell no.
I must think of an acceptable reason that I won't accept the adoption.
I'm here in the bathroom of my bedroom, staring at the mirror whom I saw the reflection of myself- no, scratch that-- it's the Jeon Jungkook 4 years ago. I'm now the heartless, tough and brave beast whom my father raised.
I quickly walk out of the room with my usual aura.
There I saw Zsasha with her puppy while Mr. Rusé is talking someone on the phone.
I sat in front of Zsasha which made her startled, my cold and emotionless gaze met her ocean blue and pure ones.
I faked a giggled when she glared at me. She's cute tho.
"Oh, Jungkook, good thing you're here!" Mr. Rusé tapped my shoulder before he sat down, next to Zsasha.
"Kindly read, Jungkook." Mr. Kang handed an envelope. I was hesitant at first but I accepted it anyways.
So it is really the adoption huh.
"Uhm, I ugh.. Mr. Ru--" My words were cut by Mr. Rusé.
"I would be pleased if you call me daddy. Ha ha ha!"
"I'm sorry but I won't accept the adoption. I'm really sorry dad." I look at him in the eyes.
The smile plastered on his face is no longer lively unlike earlier.
"Ah, uhm, ha ha ha! It's okay, it's okay. Bu--" Zsasha interrupted.
"Why?" She stared at me.
"Because my surname is all I got from my father before he died and I don't want to lose the only remembrance he left."
She probably studied my emotions but to no avail, she shook her head and smiled sweetly at me.
-end-
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