I Feel Alone. (BTS Jungkook X Male!Reader)

Chapter 6

Currently, you were making breakfast for a certain someone who was too lazy to get up and make himself his own breakfast. You grumbled as you finished making eggs, bacon, and toast. "Why can't he just leave" you complain as you set the table for two. As if it were a calling to him, he came into the kitchen with a black hoodie, grayish-blue jeans, and Spiderman socks. You chuckled as you stare at the well-known brand for the most generic superhero.

"What's so funny?" He questions your odd behavior as he sits at the table and starts to dig in. "Nothing just didn't realize you were into Superman." You gave him a smirk as his face goes pale in the realization of the fact that his cute little socks were a grand display of embarrassment. "Oh shut up! It's not like you never did anything embarrassing!" He retaliated as he grabbed his plate of food and shoved his food into his mouth.

You chuckled at his cute behavior and ate your share of food as well. After breakfast and the cleanup, you two walked into the living room and sat on the love sofa. "So, what do you do for a living?" Jungkook asked while staring at you. "I write books, I already told you that. Although I sometimes volunteer at a pet shop," you replied calmly, trying to ignore the stares he was giving you. He hummed in response and starting to take in his surroundings.

"Nice place" he complimented your small messy house. You mumbled a thank you before standing up and heading to the kitchen with him watching your every move until you were out of his sight. You came back with two glasses of water and placed on in front of him and the other in front of you as you sat back down into the sofa.

"Can I have a pen and a napkin?" He asked while he moved in his seat, obviously uncomfortable about something. Without responding, you grabbed a napkin from the kitchen and a pen from your desk in your room. You handed him the requested items and sat back in your seat and watched him write something on the napkin. He folded and handed you the napkin. He stood up and started to walk to the front entrance "I have to go to work, but I'll be back afterward, I'll either call or text you when I'm back so you can let in." He said as he walked out the door, into the cruel world, away from the safe haven that you called home. "He's finally gone!" You said as you celebrated the disappearance of a certain pest.