• Laundry •

Chapter 3: His trick

Jeon Jooyeon

I looked up from my phone screen, only to be greeted with the same gummy smile, as I smiled at him. He made his way towards me, sitting next to me again.

"What are you doing here?", I asked.

"Doing my laundry, of course. What else?", he answered, followed by a judging look on his face. "Wait, I asked you that first."

"Whatever.", I said, my eyes glued back on my phone screen. I checked on my balance, only to find out that my number is already expired. "Oh god, this is why we shouldn't use wifi too much.", I groaned.

"What's wrong?", the guy asked, his eyes also glued on his phone screen--HOLY, HE'S USING IPHONE X! WHAT THE FUCK.

"My number has expired, and now I need a new damn phone number.", I huffed in annoyance, slouching into the seat lazily, until the guy spoke out,

"I can help you."

I instantly sat up straightly as I looked at him with a look of anticipation, "Really?"

He nodded, smiling sweetly. "Of course, changing a phone number isn't that hard.", he shrugged, with his pouty lips.

"But on one condition.", he suddenly blurted out, making me stopped celebrating my victory for saving my money for something else instead of a freaking new phone number.

"And what the hell is that, mister?"

He smirked,

"You need to be honest to me, all the time."

I laughed at his statement, literally rolling on the floor. "That's it?", I asked for another confirmation, as he nodded. "Hello,", he clapped his hands right in front of my face, clearly seeking for my attention. "What now, laundry boy?"

"You do know that I can ask you weird questions, right?"

I went speechless at his reminder, gulping nervously at the thought of answering weird questions from him. "And one more thing,"

"..but that one thing, I'll tell you when the time is just right."

Oh my god, this doesn't sound so good.

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"I'm home.", I sang out so alively as I set the laundry basket down next to the shoe rack. I approached Jungkook who's laying on the couch as usual, watching his favourite movie, as I leaned on his shoulder weakly.

"Where were you?"

My eyes then travelled to the last piece of pepperoni pizza on the table, and I instantly sat up straightly, bringing my hand to the precious pizza--"Ah, whyyyy!"

Jungkook slapped my hand away from reaching for the love of my life, earning a childish whine from me.

"Answer my question, or else,", he paused, grabbing the last piece of my precious babies, before continuing,

"..no pizza for you."

"I just went to the laundry, I'm serious!"

"Why do you smell like coffee when you don't drink one? As far as I know, there are no nearest coffee shop around the laundry and even if there is one, you won't go there cause you don't need a coffee for yourself--"