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05
"Moving."

Y/N POV
Eomma got married after a week of our "family" meeting, where I found that namjoon will become my step brother. Correction there, is my step brother. And now what is more worst is that I'm moving to their estate. Eomma and well new called appa, left this morning for their honeymoon. They also left a paper note, where all the directions of how to reach my new home is. Well then good luck me. Since my sense of direction is worse than a lost baby duck not knowing his way around the world after being separated from his mother.

I took all my belongings and my phone, locked the house door and paid my goodbyes. I've lived in this house for 17 years so leaving this house with memories still lingering is something that made it hard to leave but i have no choice.

I walked down the street and got in one of the busses, this will then be a 4 hour drive. Since I live in the city of Korea and my new house the other side of the city. Fiddling with the hem of my clothing while I look outside. It was sunny, about I don't know how many degrees but I'm seriously melting. Probably because my fat ass doesn't even get out of the house unless for grocery shopping or studying.

After getting of the bus, I walked around the area. Take a turn left and you will see a flower shop, I took a turn left and spotted the shop. And lastly take a turn right and walk a bit further where you will see a boy dressed in black and blue.

I did what was said and stopped when I saw the boy, he's handsome. It took me a second to realize that it was Jungkook, unlike me he had expected me to come and waved at me excitedly. He had a black skinny ripped jeans and it paired of together with a blue sweater. Who the hell wears sweater when it's that hot? How bipolar.

He took my luggages and carried them while directing me to the house that I will be living in from now on. I snap out of my daze when we reached the house and Jungkook smiled at me with such pure excitement and I couldn't help but smile back. He walks over, "Namjoon isn't home right now so how about we go and set up your room?"

My eyes twinkled. I love decorating especially my room.
Jungkook noticed the excitement in my eyes and quickly led me inside the house where it was big and very spacious compared to my previous house. There were expensive crystal looking decorations everywhere and the interior were all painted white with a few splashes of the colors grey and dark blue. It was absolutely beautiful like one of tide really rich houses that my broke ass could never afford to buy.

"Hey Y/N over here." Jungkook called out and I was in a room that was painted all white and everything was even white. I almost jumped in the air and screamed in joy.
"Dad couldn't really paint everything because he didn't know what color you'd like so he had u do the honors and I'd had to order it." I turned to Jungkook and hugged him.

"No I love it!" Jungkook was shock at my sudden actions but composed himself before he hugged me as well. We stayed like that for a minute before I awkwardly pushed him away and he cleared his throat in embarrassment.
"Should we start unpacking then? I nodded, out of nowhere I could feel something in between my thighs. A warm fluid that had gushed out and I immediately knew what it was.

"Hey Jungkook can you show me where the bathroom is?" Jungkook pointed to where the bathroom was and I quickly went over there and grabbed my bag as well. I went inside the toilet and pulled down my pants and underwear. I knew it, it's that time of the month.

After finishing up I dried my hands, I went outside the bathroom and confusion immediately hit me. I forgot where to go back to my room. I mentally facepalm myself. I sighed, looking around and only sighed even more. This house is too massive.

I decided to just walk instead of standing there and went inside an unknown room. The room was painted all dark blue and there were blue plushies almost everywhere and figurines. Not to mention all the Ryan plushies, pillows and items that were almost everywhere. I feel like I shouldn't have entered this room. But right there on the nightstand above where pictures. Pictures of Namjoon, Jungkook and a little girl. Namjoon from baby to his middle school years and Jungkook from baby to elementary and a few with them probably from years ago. There were also pictures of the girl from baby to high school, she must be older than them even though she's quite short next to the middle school Namjoon and freshman middle school Jungkook.

Long black hair, small waist and a very slender figure. Fair white skin and overall she was really beautiful. There were photos of her with a microphone along with the two boys.

"What're you doing?" I shivered.

I slowly turned my head backwards to see Namjoon glaring daggers at me in the doorway frame, I gulped nervously. "Get out." He said sternly and I wasted no time before bolting out passing him by and running back to wherever my legs took me. Suddenly I bumped into someone's hard chest and I fell down. Hitting my bum harshly.

"Y/N! Are you okay? Goodness." I recognize that voice.

Without a warning I clung onto Jungkook and wailed. I wasn't crying more like complaining in a wail version while Jungkook looked at me in concern and confusion as to not knowing what to do since he had never had a female figure really close to him before other than his teachers and his mother.

I stopped.

My stomach began to growl, Jungkook even heard of it as I let out fo of his feet and collapse on the floor exhausted. Jungkook called out to me but I passed out.