We walked to the movie theatre, me and Jungkook in front and our parents talking behind us, it was as if we were children again. I giggled as Jungkook pointed out two pigeons doing a form of mating dance together. I turned back and looked at our parents, who were frowning at the pigeons, it made me laugh even more.
When I finally stopped laughing, my mum was glaring at me, I couldn't help but notice Jungkook staring at me with a smile on his face. "What's got you so happy?" I fake slap him in the face to snap him out of his daydream. "Just admiring what's mine" he whispered swiftly. I chuckled and shook my head slowly.
We got to the cinema and decided to go for a horror movie, despite all my objections. "I'll hold your hand" Jungkook whispered in my ear, I pouted at him, still not wanting to watch it. We got seats at the back, but our parents wanted to go closer to the screen, "you go closer, but me and Kook are staying back here, the furthest place away from the screen!" I argued. They left without a second glance and I watched as they sat at the front, I rolled my eyes at my mum waving at me.
I had to close my eyes for most of the movie and I could hear Jungkook laughing at me whilst I squeezed his hand so hard I didn't know how he wasn't in pain. I felt traumatised as we walked out of the building, "are you okay Hyun-Ae?" My mum sniggered at me, I'm guessing she had turned around to look at me being terrified by a non-fictional movie.
I huffed and walked fast, trying to get home. I could hear a phone start to ring behind me, then another, and another. I looked at Jungkook and saw our parents all talking on the phone, "I bet it's another work emergency" I mumbled, not wanting our parents to hear me.
My mum walked up to me, "you two will be alright to make dinner and maybe stay over if you have to?" She looked worried. "Of course" I assured her, "you go do what you have to do" I smiled and waved as they called a taxi and told them to come quickly.
We walked and I looked back to see them getting in the taxi and making there way to the hospital. I sighed when they were out of sight, but Jungkook grabbed my hand and interlaced his fingers in mine. "Well, now they're gone we can act like a couple" he smiled hopefully, I beamed and kissed him on the cheek.
We got home, "Let me just grab some new clothes then we can stay at yours" I pulled him towards my house. I could see a figure standing at the top of the path to my door. For some reason I felt a strong urge to run to them, do something. I stopped in my tracks, tears filling my eyes, Jungkook turned to me, "what's wrong? Hyun-Ae is that-" I whispered softly, "dad?" He turned and smirked at me.
But did he expect me to forgive him after all he did?
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More than a best friend
أدب الهواةJeon Jungkook, my neighbour, my bestfriend. But would it be weird if we felt like more than that?