unfair play // jjk

17 // night

I rolled out of bed when the sun was visible through my window again. The same sounds as every morning prior, filled my small apartment once again. I got myself ready as I do everyday and went to school.
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When I arrived home with homework, I hopped on my playstation for my daily tutoring.
But when I finished my homework, I had more to talk about than homework.

khyemii: can i rant
*sent at 5:49pm

goldjeon: sure
*sent at 5:49pm

khyemii: alright so there's this guy and he's being rlly rude to me all the time..
*sent at 5:51pm

goldjeon: who is he? i'll teach him
*sent at 5:51pm

khyemii: jungkook.
*sent at 5:52pm

The responses froze for a moment and I didn't receive a message back.

khyemii: you there?
*sent at 5:54pm

goldjeon: yea
*sent at 5:55pm

I sighed and stared at the screen, wondering what was occupying him.

goldjeon: jungkook, huh? what's he doing to be rude?
*sent at 5:56pm

khyemii: hes been rude since i met him when he moved in. he likes to boast his marks.
*sent at 5:58pm

khyemii: i feel awful going to school with him
*sent at 5:58pm

goldjeon: oh. maybe you should tell him how u feel
*sent at 5:59pm.

khyemii: idk. i don't wanna admit but i might be scared to
*sent at 6:00pm

He stopped replying. I figured he was probably busy so I logged off myself when I didn't receive an answer within 15 minutes.
I sighed and stared at the black screen. goldjeon had a point. I should probably tell Jungkook, but something in my head was too scared of him hating me more.
I blinked my thoughts away. I stood up straight and stretched my arms up high, before making my way to the kitchen to make something to eat.
I rummaged through the cupboards, fridge and freezer but I wasn't sure what there was to make.

My phone rang.
I ran back into my bedroom and flipped my phone over to see who was calling.

It was Jungkook.

I sighed and answered it flatly.
"What?"

"Wow, that's how you answer me?" his voice sounded more annoying through the phone.

I shut my eyes briefly and pursed my lips, trying to contain my annoyance. "What do you want?"

He didn't speak for a moment. I waited for his voice to say something.

"I made too much seaweed soup," he paused for a moment. "if you want to come eat then come."

I laughed slightly. "You're inviting me for dinner?"

"No. I'm inviting you to finish my seaweed soup."

I shook my head, smiling. "Be there in 5, I guess."

"See you soon, brat." he hung up abruptly.

I threw my phone on the bed and smiled at his terrible ways of invitation.
I left on my sweat pants and threw on a zip-up hoodie. I grabbed my glasses, which I never wear, and put them on. I looked at myself in the small mirror on my room wall.

I laughed. "Such a dork, Hyemi."

I took the glasses off and placed them back on my desk. "Now I know why I never wear them."

I went to the front door and slipped my sandals on, my socks underneath. I grabbed my keys from the wall and left my apartment.

I tried the doorknob to Jungkook's apartment, finding it unlocked. I walked inside slowly, peering only my head in at first.

"Who said you could just come in?" I heard Jungkook call from the kitchen, but I couldn't see him.

I walked in and shut the door. "If you didn't want me to, don't leave your door unlocked."

He appeared in the doorway with a wooden spoon in his hand, waving it around like an idiot. "What happened to knocking?"

I laughed at his failed attempt to look like he's knocking with the wooden spoon.

I slipped my shoes off and walked over to Jungkook, taking the spoon from his hands. "Don't wave your spoon everywhere, you might get hurt."

He laughed and I walked past him into the kitchen, placing the spoon back in the pot of soup. I stirred it around.

"I invited you here to eat, not to ruin my soup." Jungkook walked in slowly after me.

"If anything, it was already bad. I'm fixing it with my magical cooking powers." I smiled at the soup.

Jungkook sat on the counter.

"Hey, off the counter. Food is going there. I dont need to eat your germs," I gave him a side glare.

He mocked me quietly before sliding off the counter and leaning against it instead.

I dished out the soup into 2 bowls, and slid one of them across the counter, leaving it at Jungkook's side. He eyed it sitting beside him and slowly turned to grab it.

"If this is poisoned, I'm blaming you." He took the bowl in his hands and grabbed 2 spoons from the drawer next to him.

"You're the one who made it," I said, grabbing a napkin from the corner. "I just stirred it."

He shook his head, throwing a spoon across the counter. "Whatever."

I smiled and grabbed the spoon that landed a few centimetres away.

I hopped up onto the counter and placed the bowl into my lap.

"Hey, I thought you said no sitting on the counter?" Jungkook frowned at me.

"Only you cant." I laughed at his stupid pout.

He smiled slightly before leaning his back up against the counter and shoving the spoon in his mouth.