unexpectant guests

ten

midnight snack
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college was to say boring as usual. i got to hand in the art project tasked to us students to do to the professor earlier than other students due to my free time

i know, shocker

talking to doyoung at lectures and texting him at night definitely was entertaining

he's less of the flirty guy i expected him to be, but instead was a whole gentleman that never hesitated to enlighten me about the book he's been reading lately

i guess he really likes me?

currently, intentionally sleep deprived at a friday night i start to rewatch fight for my way with taehyung under the blankets in his rooms floor. you can say it's definitely a typical friday for the both of us: kdramas, food plus all nighters

thinking about it, i've come to realization that i haven't seen jungkook this whole week, and i feel like an ass not checking up on how he's been like the loyal friend that i am

i mean, i've seen jimin for a couple of days just hanging out with our playstation, i went shopping with namjoon and seokjin and hoseok have been busy with work while yoongi was just doing his own thing in his music room or taking shifts in the cafe by our building

procrastinating whether or not i should just barge into jungkooks apartment at half past thirty taehyungs voice cuts me from my daze "just go jaehee, we can finish this off later." confused for a second, i finally understand what he said, gave him a kiss on the cheek—making him show his adorable smile—and say "thanks tae, i'll make it up to you i swear."

rushing off out of the room i come to a conscious halt and look at my nightwear "black sweatpants and top? presentable enough right?" i shrug and walk to the white painted door at the other side of the hall "room 912" i whisper

i knocked at the door hesitently, once, twice, thrice and didn't get a response "jungkook can you please open the door?" i sigh, guilty

deciding to make my way in i take the extra key i have to his apartment that we exchanged years ago and unlock the door

"hey jungkook, i'm sorry i didn't— "

i become a stuttering mess

"o-ohmygodi-imsorryi'llgoaway,"

two pairs of eyes widen in recognition, their chests bare, stuck to each other and sweaty

as i was hurriedly making my way out the door a thought then hits me like the wind, and i gasp in curiosity "i won't even ask why you two are making out, in the open—which is unusual cause you never show pda— but, if y'all are here," i knit my eyebrows and point with my index finger "..where is jungkook?"

the two males were still in a whirl but the younger replied first with a nervous chuckle "he's in his bedroom, studying."

i throw a look at them both, they understand and astonishingly enough they put on their shirts and head into yoongi's room: the roommate

knocking once i enter the room faintly calling his name

cringing at the screeching sound of the wooden door i find the room clean, tidy—unusually—with books scattered on the bed, indicating that jungkook was actually studying

another shocker, i know

fully stepping into the room, i hear the brimming sounds of the water in the bathroom at the other end of the room. he's taking a shower, i note

deciding on scarring the living hell out of the boy to scare him, i hide inside the large wardrobe—unsurprisingly filled with white shirts—and decided to wait till he comes out

one, two, three, four, five minutes

as soon as i saw jungkook coming out of the bathroom i freeze in my place, fully intact to where i am, forgetting that i was suppose to scare him

i curse and curse again rubbing my temples at what i'm witnessing "you fucking did this to yourself jaehee, why the hell are you so dumb," as i use more profanities written in the dictionary i quickly come to my senses when jungkook begins to walk to the only closet in his room

the closet that i'm in

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short and shitty..
truly the best duo 

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