The boy on the train stared at his phone, forehead creased in frustration. He typed briskly on his keypad, anger sharpening the motion of his fingers. He seemed very upset. Too upset to move the curtain of fringe that appeared to obstruct his vision. Too upset to move for the older woman standing by the door. Too upset to notice your stare, tracking his movements with increasing concern.
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Finally, he looked up. He glared around the car of the train. You averted your gaze quickly, hoping to avoid provoking him. Even still, his eyes softened at the older woman and he offered his seat to her.
He made his way towards the door at your stop. You followed him off, careful of him upsetting the handsome stranger more.
Outside, he stood in the shelter of the bus stop, hiding from the wind. Incidentally, you had to follow. He sat on the bench and leaned his head back against the cold glass.
Gathering your courage , you approached him. "You look like you need to talk to somebody. "
He looked up, slowly. "And why would I talk to you?"
"Because," You point out. "I don't know you, so I can't judge."
You sat next to him, nervous, but determined. He just looked miserable and your bleeding heart couldn't bear to sit by and do nothing.
He sighed, a rattling, cold sigh and you shivered. Why did it have to be so cold in November? (I know it's not November I promise)
"I'm arguing with my parents," He admitted finally. (I'm bad at determining conflicts)
You nod in understanding, "That's the worst."
He coughed into his mask. "Yeah, my parents want me to move to *not this city?* My grades are slipping so they want to be able to keep an eye on me. But I'm fine. I don't need to move home."
The bus arrived and he stood. (This is my favorite picture the Lord has blessed us) *tada!!!!*
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Holy hell I'm ded
Okay back to the story
Ok now
Seriously
"Are you following me onto the bus too?"
Rising, you nod. "What kind of sympathetic stalker would I be if I let you ride the bus home unwatched?"
His eyebrow quirked at your choice of words, but he didn't comment. The two of you sat on the bus towards the middle and you slid over to the window.
"I'm not actually going home, just so you don't waste your time. I'm sure stalkers have better things to do with their time than follow false leads on their targets." He joked.
"Phew, that would've thrown everything off. Just think! I'd send the roses to the wrong address!" You laugh.
He laughed as well, "I'm working on a project at a classmate's house." He shifted in his seat to face you. "Actually, since you know the area, maybe you could help me get there?"
"Sure. I'm Y/n, stalker and tour guide extraordinaire."
"Jeon Jungkook. Moody and unintelligent student loner." ( Guys. I know I know I know. He is smart and beautiful and I love him. It's just for the story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
He gave you the name of the apartment building he was looking for, which just so happened to be your apartment building. He followed you down the side streets to the complex, walking briskly against the cold wind.
"Can I get your phone number? It'd be cool to hang out sometime... I mean, if you'd want to..." He asked shyly.
"This is every stalker's dream!" You put a hand over your heart and sigh. Then, seriously, you reply "Of course, that would be really cool."
"And every loner's nightmare." He joked in response.
You left him at the main entrance of the complex and headed for your building. Seconds after dropping your backpack on the couch, the buzzer went off.
Emerging from his cave of a bedroom, your brother shouted, "It's for me!"
(I'm giving us a bro cuz it's convenient, his name shall be .... Jin .... :) mainly cuz I wanted to share this picture of him :) I'm obsessed I know and I'm pretending we're all the same age lol he shall be our twin cuz that would be a dream come true for me)
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"Jin, calm down." You sigh, breaking out a tub of ice cream from the freezer. "Who is it anyway?"
"A classmate, don't know him very well." He replied, stealing a forkful of chocolate ice cream.
You hiss and wave him away. He hops over the couch and pulls open the door with an exaggerated swing of his arm.
"Hello, Jungkook." Jin greets his classmate cheerfully.
You choke on the ice cream.
Jin scolds you as he takes Jungkook's coat. "Don't eat too fast Y/n! That's why you're choking."
You shake your head furiously and swallow the cold dessert.
"Y/n?" Jungkook wonders, looking up. "Oh, hi."
You manage a tiny wave, "Hey."
Jin directs an appraising gaze between the two of you, and smirks. "Well, You two know each other... Time to work on that project!"
Yeah... It's kinda long... I didn't let know how to end it... I think brotwin Jin is a funny idea... I hope you like it!!!!! :) <3
