The Best Mistake

Chapter 5; Emptiness

"Your idea of these colours wasn't that bad though." I just smiled to myself after hearing that and walked downstairs.

He too came down by some time. We both cleaned up and sat on the couch with chips in front of us.
I put on a K-Drama and started watching.

It was quiet. He too was watching it and we both were eating in silence until I broke it.
"I think we need some rules."

He turned his attention towards me and gave me a confused look.
"I mean, I was thinking that we should have our own privacy and for that, we need rules." I said as I passed him a serious look.

"Oh...ok. What are those rules?" He looked at me with an expressionless face.

"So...First, we will always knock if we want to enter each other's rooms. Second, we will not interfere in each other's work. Third, we will mind our own business. As of cooking, we'll see how it is. We both will cook from time to time. Do you have any problem with this?"

He shook his head signalling a 'no' and diverted his attention back to TV.
"If you wanna suggest something, you can do that...you know.." I asked as I was still looking at him, waiting for him to say something.

"I'm okay with it." He answered, looking unbothered but his expression changed as he turned to look at me.

"Actually, there is something. Can you avoid entering my rooms, especially the painting one." He said, completely awkward from the situation.

"Yeah it's fine. Why would I enter your room?" I looked back at the TV and he did the same after giving me a quick nod.

The day went by pretty fast as we entered our own rooms and spent the rest of the day on our own.

...
It was night and just as I was about to sleep, I got a phone call.

Yoongi Hyung?
He is calling?

I quickly picked up the phone as it's rare of him to call.

"Hello Yoongi hyung."
"So you are now married to Jimin's brother?"
"How did you- Oh Ya, he must have told you."

"No but seriously. I saw that video, are you sure you aren't possessed?"
"Can you talk about something realistic. I'm not possessed. I was talking to someone else but people got the wrong idea." I explained him the whole situation.

"Do you have any idea how fake you sound right now?"
"I know and this is why I'm stuck with him. But wait a minute...you and Jimin have been together for 2 years now. Did you never meet Jungkook before?" I was surprised when I realised this.

"I have only seen him once before. And I'm pretty bad at recognizing faces, you know it. When I saw that video, I kept thinking that he looked familiar but I only realised when Jimin told me."
"Oh..."
"Ok bye. I just wanted to ask how's everything going on. I have to sleep now." And with that, he hung up the phone.

He didn't ask me anything about how's everything going on...
Why is he so sleepy all the time?

I just wanted to forget about all of it for the time being so I just slept.

Jungkook P.O.V

I woke up after I noticed the blinding rays of sunlight falling right on to my face.
I slept pretty well yesterday. I hope everyday is like this.

I got off my bed and went to the bathroom.

After coming out, I walked downstairs.
I didn't see him around so...

I guess I'll have to make the breakfast?

Minutes had passed and I had done my job of preparing the breakfast but he still hadn't come down yet.
Is he alright?

I had set up everything and now I finally decided to go and check up on him. I walked to his room and slowly opened the door.

He wasn't there so I checked the other room. And there he was...focused on the computer that was right in front of him.

So he's working...

I walked out and went back to the kitchen. I took his plate and walked back to the room. This time, I walked in. He shifted his gaze at me for a second before focusing back on the computer.

He looked dead serious.

I kept his plate on the table next to him and walked out. And that's how my day began!

I looked at my plate as if I had lost my appetite. You know, that feeling when you eat alone.

I finished up quickly as I didn't eat half of it and walked to my room which I had kept for following my passion; Art.

For me, art is the thing that comforts me. Every time I feel troubled, the best way to deal with it is to draw.

As I entered the room, I got reminded of yesterday. When Taehyung and I were here in this room, playing with the paints and splashing it on each other. A smile crept onto my face, remembering it.

I carefully adjusted a blank paper on the easel and sat down in front of it on a chair of it's level.

I kept staring at the blank paper, thinking about what I should draw.

For some damn reason, an image of Taehyung popped up in my head.

What are you thinking Jungkook! Get back to your senses!

But I couldn't think of anything else. I started getting irritated by the fact that he is the only idea I have right now. But I can't help it. I have to draw to divert my mind to stop myself from over thinking about some stuff I shouldn't care about and get used to by now so..

God please forgive me if I ruin that beautiful face...

I mumbled to myself and started off.

While drawing him, I realized how handsome he actually is. I mean, his facial features are just so...perfect.

His uneven eyelids, cute nose, beautiful lips, the raven hair...
Everything is so unbelievable.

I spent my whole day completing it. I didn't even realize it was night.
Did I really do this without eating and drinking anything for such a long time?

And that's when I thought about him. Did he eat? I don't think so..
He was very busy when I saw him in the morning.

I shrugged those thoughts away and walked out of the room. I peeked into his room and saw him. He was still working, completely focused.

I sighed and walked away. As I reached the kitchen, I saw a note on the kitchen counter.

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There's food I've kept in the fridge. I thought it'd be weird if you're the only one who'll cook so from today, I'll cook at night. I have already eaten so you can eat as much as you want.

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At least he remembers he's not the only one living here...
I smiled to myself and opened the fridge and found Japchae.

He actually made something...

I finished up quickly, ignoring the emptiness around me and walked back to my room.

I looked around and observed it. The beautiful walls and texture, the king size bed and the whole interior as a whole, it was amazing. But

It didn't feel like it.

It never does though.

Everything looked good but my uneasiness would never leave me. Even if everything's ok, I don't feel like it. It feels unusual each time everything's in order.

Maybe I've been too used to hard times.

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