(ON HIATUS) midnight rendezvous | liskook

fifteen

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We watched the sun rise until the sky was bright, me- wrapped around a warm blanket while Jungkook was sitting quietly next to me. Ahjumma saw the two of us and invited us to breakfast. We were both really flustered because of her help but she waved her hands and said that it was nothing.

Jungkook and I couldn't let it happen, though, so when a chance to help the old lady presented itself to us, we grabbed it immediately. There were clothes that got wet during the thunderstorm and the old lady tried her best to let it dry in her backyard after we ate but we saw her struggling so we snatched all the clothes and did it ourselves. Ahjumma was embarassed to be helped by guests saying it's not necessary but then there's Jungkook, using his satoori, toned with an old man voice-- joking around saying it wasn't a problem. Ahjumma hit him in the head when his impersonations got a little out of hand and he smiled brightly at the older woman before she left us alone.

It was quite the scenery. You know, it's something that I would want to remember for a long time. There's really nothing special about drying off clothes to some stainless wire on an old house's backyard but it was colorful. Jungkook painted the moment with his cheeky laugh, playing with his silhouette on the other side of the thin blanket. I admired his deer-like eyes while he talked about the random things that caught his attention (like his rant on people on TV having only white sheets to hang) or the way he pouts while talking. It was a lot to take in and I just found myself memorizing every bit of him. I only remembered tearing up and clutching my stomach cause I cannot, for the love of god, contain my laugh whenever he's around.

I realized that he was someone I would never have to encounter again in the form of someone else. Especially in the world I- we, lived in. He's so genuine it actually hurts. He's a walking embodiment of the term ideal guy. The unfairness of the world, really.

I didn't notice that I had stopped responding to him when he snap his fingers in front of me, drawing me out of my daze.

"What?" I asked, ignoring my thoughts and continued the task at hand.

"You completely spaced out there. What were you thinking?"

"Hmm... I'm thinking of what to eat when I get home," I paused, suddenly realizing something, "Holy shit, Jungkook, I'm dead!" I put the clothes I was holding to the basket and went inside to grab my bag.

I completely forgot that I was supposed to get home by morning and it's nearing noon already!

I searched for my phone, finding it on the side pocket of the bag before turning it on. I rocked my legs anxiously when the brightness came to view and my eyes nearly popped out if its sockets by the amount of missed calls and texts I had. It was mostly from Chaeyoung so I quickly tapped her name and called her without even skimming to the content of the messages.

She picked up the call at the first ring so I quickly bombarded her, "Hello, Chae? What happened? What's with the phone calls? I told you didn't--"

"Lisa..."

I stalled any movement from the tone of her voice. It wasn't the usual high pitch tone she used, it was laced with nervousness and I knew times whenever she use that.

It always involves the CEO.

"W-what? Did something happen or... something?"

"He found out." Chaeyoung barely whispered.

"What? I can't hear you!"

"I said he found out!" she choked, a sob gradually becoming audible, "I-I don't know what to do, Lisa. W-what am I going to do? You know I can't lie very well! He c-came inside the dorm and he took out some pictures of you and that boy you've been seeing and he demanded to see you right away --"