Monday, January 17th
—7:10 a.m.
You could not stop crying.
How did things escalate so quickly?
It felt like you were a prisoner and you being held captive.
You wanted to leave but where could you go?
Your home wasn't an option because of Yanan.
Jungkook's wasn't an option.
Yutani and Hui are out of town.
So had nowhere else to go.
"Why are you up so early?" Yoongi asks while walking downstairs, his voice raspy.
You shrugged, eyes glued on the TV screen.
You had no idea on what was on but you just didn't want to look at Yoongi so the TV was your best option.
"Don't tell me you're mad."
He sits down on the couch next to you, ruffling his hair.
"Mad? No, Yoongi, I'm not mad. I'm infuriated. I can't live under these conditions! It's like I'm living in a hellhole!" You cry, tears of both anger and sadness pouring out of your eyes.
You get up and run to your room, shutting and locking the door behind you.
"Y/N, open the door," Yoongi says while knocking on the door.
You ignore him, sitting on your bed.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
You looked out of your window, only to see Jungkook with dozens of little rocks in his hands.
"Jungkook, what are you doing here?" You say as you open your window.
"Noona," he whispered just loud enough for you to hear.
He pointed towards the wall of the house.
You looked down and saw that there was a basket tied up to a rope that you had no idea that Jungkook added.
He tugged on the rope, causing the basket to reach the window.
You then grabbed the basket, untying the rope and tossing it back down to Jungkook.
"What is this?" You ask while he gathers the rope.
"It's just a little something I put together. Since you can't visit me anymore, I decided to make that. Consider it a care package."
You smile at him as you open the picnic basket, revealing a variety of things.
Candies, stuffed animals, pictures from over the years that Jungkook took, and buried down in the bottom was a camera.
You lifted the camera gently, examing its beauty.
It looked brand-new. Not a flaw to be seen.
"Jungkook," you say while waving the camera around for him to see.
"Do you like it?" He asks.
You nod. "I love it!"
There was another loud bang on your door.
"Y/N, open the door!"
You looked at Jungkook in terror.
"Thank you, Jungkook. Go before Yoongi catches you!" You whisper to him.
He nods and waves goodbye before speeding off.
You put everything back in the basket and burry the basket behind your clothes in the closet.
"Y/N, open the–"
Before he could finish his sentence you opened the door.
"–Door."
"The door is open. Happy now?" You say while sitting back down on your bed, arm crossed.
You couldn't help but to smile like an idiot.
Jungkook put all of that together, knowing he might've gotten caught.
Damn, that boy is whipped.
"What're you smiling about?" Yoongi asks.
You shake your head. "Nothing."
He sighs while checking the time on his phone.
"Well, do you want to get lunch with me later?"
"Nah, I'm good. You can go though."
A hint of embarrassment and anger slowly works its way up to his face.
"O–Oh. Okay."
He trudges into his room, closing the door behind him.
You wait until he's fully in his room to close your door, locking it and retrieve the basket Jungkook got you.
You set it down on the bed and smile at it.
You take out a piece of chocolate and pop it into your mouth while taking out the camera.
There was a sticky note on the side of it.
“They say a picture tells 1,000 words, but when I see yours, all I see is 3: I Love You”
I hope you enjoy the camera along with the other things in the basket.
See you soon
—Jungkook
Once again, you were smiling like an idiot.
You clicked the power button on the camera, watching as it powered on.
There was a file already on the camera labeled: Busan.
You click on the file and dozens of pictures begin to load up.
It was the pictures Jungkook took on the trip to Busan.
"Jungkook," you whined softly, feeling yourself about to cry again.
Busan.
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[A/N]
I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter ❤
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