The Truth Untold || J.Jk

18. Wet hair

A new oily morning.

Why's my face so oily? Wtf I can literally take oil from my face and fry an egg.

I jumped out of the bed, went inside the washroom as fast as possible and started rubbing my face with the soap bar. I took a nice, fresh bath and made my way out of the washroom, wearing my clothes and a soft towel wrapped around my hair that I just washed with my rose-scented shampoo.

''Yah potato wrapped in towel." Said the same old annoying ass voice. I turned around to face the wise lady with great force and SNAP!

Because of the sudden turn, the towel wrapped around my head slid down and was about to fall but it's me that we are talking about so it didn't fall, it was hanging on my hair, pulling my entire head including the skin on my face downwards. I was feeling like from front to back, one by one all my hair was getting ripped off my scalp.

Technically it was ripping my head off my body.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

The way I screamed, I know some of the nerves in my brain got smashed and I can also bet that people from the other side of the earth also heard me screaming my head off like a turkey. I yanked the towel off my hair and started massaging my scalp with my hands, it was really painful.

I was afraid to go in front of the mirror, scared that I'd look like Vageta.

"For red bean's sake, will you stop screaming like a dying turtle?" Soyeon said dramatically, flashing an offended look.

''Bitch you think a turtle can scream?"

''Why not? Everything can happen."

''You delusional retarded grandma."

"WHAT YOU S-"

"Y/n!" I heard the owner's son shout for me. Great timing, I love you for this Jungkook.

Not really, I take that back.

''Gotta go grandma."

And I ran out before Soyeon could actually rip my head off. I rushed upstairs and stopped in front of Jungkook's room's door, the door was slightly open so I just entered without knocking.

"Yes, you called me?" I asked as I entered the room, making Jungkook look up at me from his phone.

"Yes, you're going out with me again today.'' he said and looked back at his phone.

Tell me that he's joking. Invisible tears started rolling down my cheeks. I don't want to end up in that situation again.

''When?" I asked, come on I have the right to know.

''Now, right now, go get ready." He said and my jaw dropped.

''But my hair is still wet, how will I-''

I stopped talking because Jungkook suddenly stood up, he walked towards his dressing table and took something out from one of the drawers but I could not see what it was. He came towards me and handed me a hairdryer. I looked at it and then back at him.

"Dry your hair with this." He said looking at me.

''Umm...no problem I can go out like this.''

''With wet hair?"

I nodded.

"You'll have a really bad headache then, and why go outside with wet hair when you can just dry it with a hairdryer in seconds?"

''Actually...I-"

"Don't know how to use it?" He completed my sentence. I nodded and looked down.