𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙅𝙀𝘾𝙏 | P.JM [✔︎]

26: The Master Plan

"So what's the plan exactly", I said as I nervously scratched my neck.

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows at me then said, "Hmmm, this will sound totally crazy and undoable but, we should definitely look for Mr. Kim Namjoon."

"Ok, that sounds really impossible", I said, "How can we find a man, who appears when someone needs his stupid chocolate and appears again when said person who receives the chocolate, breaks one of his stupid rules."

"Well, you're not wrong, but I've been following him for some time now", Jungkook said.

"What do you mean by that?", I asked.

"Well, I've noticed, that he appears to his victims in his own way but yours is the most special, he led you and Jimin to him through a flyer", Jungkook said and I nodded.

"The question is, do you still have that flyer?", he asked and I nodded and said, "It's in my bag, let's just hope it's not wet."

I rummaged through my bag and as if it was magic, everything inside my bag was wet except for the flyer.

Jungkook's eyes widened and he said, "Ok, that's definitely really weird."

"So basically we have to follow this address", I said and Jungkook nodded.

"But we should get some rest before anything else", Jungkook said and I nodded in agreement.

"So, umm you got a spare room in this big mansion of yours?", I asked and he just laughed and said, "Of course, also if you need any clothes for tomorrow, you can get from my mom's closet."

"Wait, my parents might go crazy if they find out I'm gone and sleeping over at a guys place", I said worryingly and he patted my head and said, "You worry too much."

"I'll send one of my maids here to tell your parents you'll be staying with me for the weekend", he said.

"And what explanation would you use?", I asked and he just smirked and said, "That's up to me Jiyeon, now let me show you you're room."

He got off his seat and he lended me a hand to help me stand. He laughed as he saw that the couch was soaking wet with the rainwater I came in with.

I looked down and said, "I'm sorry."

He lifted my chin with his finger and said, "There's nothing to be sorry about."

He led me to my room and gave me some towels and I went and took a shower.

I felt the water tingle my skin as I felt each drop.

Jungkook's story saddened me. He must have loved her so much that it really took a toll on him that no matter how long it has been, he still thinks about her.

Wonders how she's doing with her new life. Gosh, here I am standing under a showerhead thinking if Jimin really meant those things. I stood there not realizing that tears were rolling down my face like the droplets from the shower.

I covered my face as I cried and sank into the ground. Sometimes I wish I was trapped in some stupid romcom, where everything is just so good and there's always a happy ending.

A soundtrack for every moment. Sadly I couldn't, I could only hear water dropping onto the cold tiles of the bathroom.

The next morning...

I woke up to the bright sunlight piercing through my eyelids. I hesitantly opened my eyes and I got up from bed. I sighed as I made my bed and decided to go downstairs.

There was no sign of Jungkook in the second floor. Well, I didn't exactly know where his room is so I just assumed.

I went downstairs, carefully trailing down the slippery wooden steps and made my way to the kitchen. As I went in the kitchen I saw Jungkook patiently waiting for me with a stack of pancakes.