involve ¦ vkookmin

ii. meeting the neighbor!

jungkook's pov;

two weeks of no proper sleep is what i'm suffering right now. the new neighbor of mine seems to be active [sexually] to the point i can't help but masturbate, not just once, but thrice these past two weeks. miss eun, mrs. mina, and the others in my department looked at me with worry. it's our break time and we're having lunch.

"jungkook, are you sure you're fine?"

"i got some candy to cheer you up~"

"did something happen?!"

i pushed a smile and slightly rose my hand, "don't worry, i just didn't sleep very well."

i laughed awkwardly as i scratch my nape. they were hesitant, but didn't budge to ask another question since they do this every time. i mean i look like a living zombie each day, to the point they give me less work.

(i'm quite relieved to that part.)

"what?!" i looked at him in surprise. i slightly jumped from that sudden rise of tone. i did expect our department head to be angry, but not like this. i mean, i'm still me, and it's just the sleep is my problem here.. i—

"you've been clumsy these past few days," with his knuckles together as he sat there. looking at me with no sign of letting me reason [sorry-excuse] myself, his eyebrows normally furrowed.

ah, i can't bring myself to talk.

i'm too scared.. his eyes glaring so much!

i mean he was right since i spilled a coffee on him earlier. the copies in the machine was about me ranting of not having good night sleep rather than work copies that should be submitted, and then falling asleep during the meeting. i whine and plea, "i-i'm sorry head, i won't do it again."

"jungkook, you're excused to have proper rest," he said as he got up with his files. he left in his office without bidding goodbye. i bit my lower lip and groaned.

i was pouting all the time as i walk down the street, ignoring the fact that few people give me weird looks. i failed being a salaryman in my first job and i don't wanna be fired. i wanna cry so bad and shout curses at my new neighbor. yes, i blame them.

it was all silent and good 'till they came. i mean the apartment was cheap and old but still in good shape. building only has two floors with two apartments each and i'm at the second floor at the end.

when i reached the second floor, i saw a slim woman with a short pastel-pink hair facing the balcony's rails. she seems to be eating strawberries. she was wearing loose white sleeve-shirt that isn't fully buttoned, and a boxer short. she glance in my way and gave me an eye-smile.

it's like her surroundings turn bright and friendly, even though the place was in antique or ruins.

"hey, neighbor." she waves at me with a wink. i smiled and shyly waved back. i was left stunned 'cause she looks really cute, and her breast is peeking out but it was like a man's- it's flat- wait, why's there a bulge on her bottom?!

don't... don't tell me—

"y-you're a man?!" i asked out loud from my thoughts. my face must be looking like a tomato right now because of the heat i'm feeling in my whole face. i fell on the floor with embarrassment and wanted to cry so bad since i just masturbated to a man who just sounded and looked like a girl.

in japan, they would call him a trap. in america, a femboy.

the slim man giggles causing me to look at him with his light pink cheeks, "you're so cute."

a guy just called me cute.. well, that sounds so wrong!

nonetheless, as a neighbor, i must get along with him and respect his looks. now that we will be seeing each other everyday.

i got up and bowed my head, "i'm jungkook, your neighbor. please, treat me well!"