"You can come up now!"
I skip up the stairs since the coast is clear from his sister...
"Now what's the plan?"
"We can eat cookies."
"Okay, sounds good to me."
He then opens one of his cupboards and takes out a box.
"Oh, we only have the microwaveable ones. Never mind."
As he puts the box back away, I walk up beside him and take it back out.
"What's so bad about the microwave?"
"Let's just not use that.."
He tries snatching it from me, but I don't let him.
"No, we're making these."
He doesn't look too happy as I begin searching for a plate.
"What's wrong?"
"Does it not have instructions for the oven instead?"
"Is your microwave broken or something? It's like you're afraid to use it."
He just simply walks away after that comment, making me wonder if that actually is true...
"Wait, are you really scared of the microwave?"
I chase after him through his big living room...
"Just make them. I'll wait in the dining room.."
"Wait, Jungkook."
I grab his shoulder, making him turn towards me.
"Are you afraid of the microwave?"
"It could explode at any moment.."
He shrugs my hand off him, but I don't let that stop me.
"No. Jungkook is actually scared of something?!"
"Shut up."
I grab his wrist and drag him back through the living room.
"I'm turning the microwave on and you're staying with me."
"Leera-.."
"Nope nope nope. I want to see this."
I lay the cookies out on a plate and place it into the microwave.
I turn around to see him about to leave the kitchen again.
"Jungkook!"
I run and grab his wrist before walking back to the microwave to start it.
As soon as I turn it on, he starts twisting his wrist in my grasp.
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His First Love
FanfictionShe's new, poor, and lonely. He's popular, rich, and doesn't go by the rules. Girls flock around him, but she's the first to not fall for it. They find each other unbearable, but will they learn to love each other's differences? [Contains suicida...
