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Your family splits in half and your father finds a new woman to love. The first encounter with your new "family" is something totally unexpected. It's him, he is too much to handle. You know deep down it's so wrong, but he makes...
After everything the group went through on this stupid plane we landed in Busan safe and sound. Bang told everyone to get to their rooms, freshen up, and meet back down for dinner. Luckily for our first city on tour we all get our own hotel rooms. No sharing beds or rooms. After getting off the plane I wasn't feeling too well and the only one who managed to notice or care in the slightest was Jungkook.
He carried my bags along with his own to my hotel room, and even waited till I got settled. Still feeling a bit uneasy I decided to tell him I wasn't coming down for dinner. He frowned slightly at my decision, but said he would see me later and left to get ready himself.
After taking a shower, removing your makeup and brushing your hair out you changed and snuggled into the plush hotel bed turning on the tv. It had been around an hour since all the boys went down for dinner and you sighed trying to relax your mind.
A knock sounded from the door and you stumbled over too tired to care. When you opened it poking only your head out Jungkook was standing with a tray of food in his PJs with a boyish grin plastered on his face.
"What's this?" I asked him rubbing my eyes because my room was darker than the brightly lit hallway.
"Dinner silly." He laughed pushing his way in.
"Jungkook I'm-"
"Not hungry? Well you have to try and eat something." He sighed not yet looking at my attire. Once he turned around his eyes widened a bit as I started to tug on the loose fitting t-shirt.
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"Isn't that mine?" He smiled, but it wasn't the innocent kind from before. It was more mischievous.
I fumbled with my hands trying to explain myself, "Y-yeah um the night Yoongi took me from your house I uh still had it on. You remember right? Here let me cha-"
"Keep it."
"What?" I raised my brows at him and he laughed a little.
"Keep it. It's just a T-shirt. Not like I didn't pack a bunch of others or can't just buy a new one." I could only blush at his gesture, "Can I ask something though?" He walked closer to me wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Hm?" I hummed looking up at him, hands on his chest ready to push him off if he decided to do something crazy.
"Did you keep it this long because it smells like me? I know girls do that sometimes." I covered my rosy face with both hands at his question, because he wasn't wrong. That was one reason why I had never returned it. Along with not having a good time to even meet up and hand it back, "I'll take that as a yes." He ruffled my hair before taking a step back, "Well here take a fresh one." In one swift movement before I could protest he pulled his shirt over his head and was holding it out to me with a huge grin.
"Jungkook I don't need another one!"
"Then trade me. That way you still only have one."
