The omega's secret

2

Your POV

"Kookie, I'm really sorry." I knocked on his bedroom door, "I am, I really am."

He didn't reply. Well this was bound to happen, not only did I not see his match, I also didn't accept his condition of going to the bath house with him.

"I'll cook dinner if you come out and talk to me!" I banged on the door, "Jungkook you little slut come out!!!"

Again he refused to even recognize my presence.

Oh whatever. He'll come out eventually, no?
Just so that he doesn't kill me when he does come out I'll make him food.
I walked to the kitchen.

Now, what did he want to eat a while back? I thought about it.
Hmm, Alfredo pasta was it?
...
How do you even make that though?

"Siri?" I took out my phone.

"Yes. How may I help you?"

"How do you make Alfredo pasta?"

"Here are the top best videos."

"Okay..." I whispered. How bad can it go?
I began cooking.

***

After I was done I placed the pasta in the lounge and made sure the smell reached his room. After a few anxious minutes his room unlocked and his head popped out to see what the smell was.

"I made Alfredo pasta. You wanted to eat this didn't you?"
After a few moments of staring at it he stepped out and I nodded at him. He came and sat down, sparing me a glance he picked up the spork and took a bite.
Then paused, glanced at me again and then began eating like a pig.

Yess! Turns out the food was a success.
In literally ten minutes the food was gone.

"Soo..." I started when he stood up again and went back to his room locking it.
For a moment I sat there dumb founded.

"What the fuck Jeon Jungkook!" I stood up and banged at his door again, "You jerk! You didn't even give me any pasta! And you still lock me out!!!"

And once again he didn't speak a word to me. Angry I sat down outside his room.
Puffing out the anger I tried to calm myself.

"I know I was wrong. I won't skip anymore classes so that I'll definitely be there for your next match." I said calmly but he didn't reply. I lightly placed my head on the door.
Why do I make so many mistakes? This one was clearly the biggest. He was so excited for the match and each day he reminded me that I had to come. I just have really bad luck and even worse decision making skills.
I sighed.
What can I do to make him talk to me again. He's my childhood friend. Someone very precious to me.
I have to get back home too. Mother would definitely not tolerate me staying out late.
Wait...
I stood up.
"Jungkook!!" I slammed by hand against the door, "I can't go to the bathhouse with you but I can give you something better. Come out and I'll tell you."
There was silence for a moment.

"I promise I'm not lying, just come out for a bit."

Then I heard shuffling from the other side and a few seconds later the door opened and he stepped outside.

"What?" He demanded.

"How about I move in with you? Are you okay with that?"

His eyes went wide at my proposition.

"Really Hyung? You mean that?"

"I mean I'll try. I'll ask my parents."

"Really? Like Really? You'll move in with me? Like really really really?"

"Calm down kid."

"Oh my god! You, who never stays out late, stopped interacting with people, never went to trips will move in with me?"

"I said I'll try. It's not official."

He hugged me tight with his strong muscular arms, "I love you Hyung."

"Stop that, you'll kill me."

He let me go, "The pasta was tasty."

"Go to hell, you ate it all by yourself."

"Hehe."

"Step aside. I have to get back home. I spend the whole day trying to make you talk to me again." I began walking towards the main entrance. Jungkook lives alone in the house and I come over alot. But I never stay the night. I'm not allowed to.
As I was leaving Jungkook called out to me.

"Hyung I'll so excited! I'll get the room prepared for you!" The sparkle in his eyes was causing me guilt cause I knew it was impossible, my parents would never let me live with another person.

"Okay." I smiled back.