A dream?
Jungkook...this isn't a dream.
I try to push those words out of my mouth. I try to tell him that this is reality, but the tears in my eyes stop me from doing so.
Why am I crying?
What's wrong with me?
Jungkook, what do you mean it's a dream?
I stare up at his face with my tears still staining my skin and I eventually fall asleep.
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"Arrghh.." The sunlight seeps through the window, shining bright on my face.
I turn and I notice something...unusual.
"Jungkook?" I immediately sit up. I scan my eyes across the room.
Nothing.
I hop off my bed. I stuff my feet into my pink, fluffy slippers. As I walk out of my room, heading down the stairs, I meet a pair of glistening brown eyes. He holds a tray filled with plates of scrambled eggs, sausages and bacon. He looks up at me.
"You're...awake." He says with a brow arched, the tray held in between his hands securely.
"Yeah..." My eyes widen as soon as I recall something "Wait, what day is it?"
"Monday. Why?" He asks casually.
"Idiot! I have school!" I run back up at my room only to get stopped by a hand wrapped around my wrist.
"Dont." He warns, now holding the tray with only one hand "You're ill."
I scoff "What do you mean-" I bring my hand up to my forehead. I can feel the heat "...ill. I'm...ill?"
"Obviously." He states.
I look down at him, since he's one step shorter than me, I cheekily bring out a smile.
"What?" He questions, brows furrowing with confusion and curiosity.
I finally burst out laughing, his hand still around my wrist. He notices the reason of my sudden laughter.
He lets go, rolling his eyes "Go to your room. I don't like being shorter than you when I'm actually taller."
"Alright." I obey him, wiping a tear from the end of my eye.
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Author's POV
"By the way..." Nari switches her gaze from her plate to Jungkook "Why aren't you in school?" She says, stuffing a piece of sausage in her mouth.
"I'm a senior and our exams are just around the corner, so we practically have nothing to do in school besides revising for the upcoming papers. Therefore, the senior teachers decided to just let us stay at home to self-study." He explains casually.
"And you're here treating me instead of studying?" Nari asks, waving her hands in the air.
Jungkook nods once "But hey, you should be grateful that I stayed here till now. I even made you breakfast." He points towards at her now-emptied plate.
"Yeah, yeah. I am." She hands the tray back to him "Thank you. Now go...do whatever you want, I wanna sleep. Just don't do anything that would hurt you." She lowers herself, the white sheets engulfing her small figure as her head now rests on her pillow.
Jungkook smiles at her caring command.
Alright, Miss Cutie face..sweetdreams. He thought.
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