How to know if you're inlove

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The atmosphere went far more silent after Jungkook said a word. Seokjin then immadiately closed the door behind him and walks towards Jungkook.

His feet stomping in each step he took as Jungkook just remained calm and expressionless, his hands shove inside his dark trousers. Jungkook looked down at Seokjin infront of him, his face is red in anger.

"What are you doing here?" Seokjin tries to calm his voice down.

"And for the second time, I paid for you." Jungkook replied.

"And why?" Seokjin glared at him.

"As you can see." Jungkook fixed the watch on his wrist, "Its doesn't mean because I fully paid you, you won't pay anything." He said.

"You're gonna pay through me. Im your landlord now." Jungkook said, the corner of his mouth lifted.

This trigger Seokjin's anger more when Jungkook said that. But to be mere more honest, he rather have this wine maker be his landlord than that annoying lady.

Seokjin tries to calm down and breathes heavily. When he cleared his mind, he looked at Jungkook once again and forced a sarcastic smile at him.

"I saved your life twice now, so stop barking at me." Jungkook said moving away and towards the kitchen.

'Grrr AarRrFf aRfF aWoo gRrRr I'll bark on you whenever I want.' Seokjin thought, his eyes glaring while following Jungkook.

Seokjin groaned annoyingly and stomps his feet before following him from behind. He took in a sight of him opening the kitchen cabinets and pulling out a wine that he never brought before.

"Why is that there?" Seokjin asked narrowing his eyes.

"I even brought you a present." Jungkook grinned showing his bunny teeth.

Seokjin looks at him suspiciously before shaking his head, "No. I know thats a trap." He laughs.

"This is an exception. I made this my own and didn't brought it at the shop." Jungkook continued and grab two glass at the drawing before proceeding at the terrace.

The journalist just give up and let Jungkook be. He also took part of his apartment now and mostly are his since he fully paid it. At this point Seokjin just doesn't care at anything.

As Jungkook was on his way to the living room, he stopped his tracks when he saw a family picture of Seokjin and his parents. All of them are happy and it made him curious since his family is not here.

The guy, or Seokjin's father looks very familiar to Jungkook. He have seen him at few newspapers and news around Korea and he didn't expect Seokjin to be his only son.

"Where are your parents?" Jungkook spoke up.

Seokjin then pops out behind of him and looks over to where Jungkook was looking. A tender smile formed his face when he saw the frame Jungkook was looking at and took it.

"Ahh..they are at Gwacheon." Seokjin spoke.

"Why are they not here at Seoul with you?" Jungkook asked.

Seokjin let out a smal laugh, "I left home when I was eighteen." He said gently caressing the frame.

"And why is that?" Jungkook continued.

"Because of a stupid dream of mine." Seokjin scoffed and puts the frame back.

Jungkook became silent afterwards. He haven't heard of a person who left home because of a certain dream. When he turned eighteen, its probably the best years of his life and the worst year of Seokjin's.

He isn't sure about his future before since most of his life is controlled by his parents. Jungkook didn't even have any dreams before until his father gave him one and its not his decision.

As he was staring on Seokjin's face, butteflies and uncertain feelings crawls up his body. He didn't know a person can be this strong to make their own decisions. At the same time, he can see the pain Seokjin is in.

How to know if you're inlove? Is it just sudden or you did something to trigger it? Who knows?

"What's your dream?" Jungkook said softly.

"Its to become one of the best journalist so I can travel around the world." Seokjin's expression brighten up when he said that.

Jungkook slowly chuckled, "I see so that's what you are..." he said gazing at Seokjin as he nods.

"Wanna make a deal?" Jungkook continued.

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