Chapter 16
(I won't be writing in second person anymore. Since I use "pov=point of view" it will make more sense for me to write in perspective of the character. Eg: "I ate" "we ate" instead of "you ate")
//end of flashback//
*Y/N pov, written in first person*
Jungkook finished his story with sad look, and a finalizing sigh.
He lived in the slums, met Namjoon, and then Namjoon killed his crush. Jimin and Jungkook were friends for much longer then I had thought too.
Me: "have you seen Namjoon since then?"
Jungkook looked out from under the arch that served as an obstacle between the slowing rain and our cold bodies.
Jungkook: "yes, I have"
Me: "what?! Serious–"
Jungkook: "I'm leaving"
He started back the way we came. I didn't follow him right away. I was taken aback at the sudden departure, and annoyed that he would still try to act like one of those mysterious anime characters.
When I left the shelter that the arch provided, the rain picked up again. It came down hard and made it hard to see. I walked forward trying to spot how far ahead Jungkook was but the downpour blocked my vision.
Me: "Jungkook!"
I listened for a reply, but there was none.
He must not have heard.
I yelled his name again, as loud as I could. I yelled again. And again. Once more.
Why won't he answer?! He can't be that far ahead that he wouldn't be able to hear me! I don't even know how to get home. I don't know this street at all, and there ir no one else around.
Me: "JUNGKOOK!!"
I screamed it this time with desperation and frustration. It made me feel light-headed.
It didn't helped that my clothes were soaked through and I was cold as ice.
Shit, my money and phone are probably wet too! This sucks!!!
Me: "JUUUUUNGKOOOOOO– wh–"
My legs gave out and my mind went blank. I fainted.
*Jungkook pov*
I heard her call my name from a distance back.
Gawd, she's so annoying! She's having a fit just 'cause I don't answer one question! No way am I going back there in this pouring rain.
Eventually the yelling had stopped. Finally...
"JUUUUUNG-"
Are you kidding me?! Ughhhh
Wait, I noticed my name was cut off. Did she trip on something, maybe? Or perhaps she got an urgent phone call.
Hold on if she tripped she could've gotten hurt. And I brought her here so she won't know where she is if someone of the phone asked!
I reluctantly stopped in my tracks, and turned around.
I picked up my pace and squinted, trying to see through the cold rain. It's good thing this jacket of mine hasn't soaked through yet.
After a few moments, I saw a blur of color on the ground. When I neared it I could clearly see it was a person.
"Y/N!!"
I almost panicked when I saw her unconscious, in the rain. It's all my fault, too.
I lifted her into my arms, and set my wrist on her forehead.
She's burning up, but the rest of her is ice-cold! Her fever is bad!
I picked her up, and held her close in order to keep her as warm as I could. As soon as I had a firm grip on her cold form, I ran as fast as I could go without tripping.
When I reached the street where we had met I realized I had no idea where she lived. I had no one I could ask either.
There was only one option....
My place.
*Y/N pov*
†‡†I was on the rooftop of school. Woozi and Suga were playing a heated game of chess. I stood far away from them when I saw Namjoon, who was very angry, walk up and flip the table and chess board. I was scared because Namjoon had started walking toward me. I backed up slowly until I bumped into someone. It was Jungkook. He pushed me behind him and stood up to Namjoon but then Namjoon punched his off the edge of the roof. I ran and jumped off, after Jungkook in a clumsy attempt to save him but he disappeared mid-air. I fell into cold water. When I tried to swim up to the surface, a thick sheet of ice was blocking me. I couldn't hold my breath for much longer. I tried pushing the ice. My hands began to get very hot, which made the ice melt some. Then my hands also became to melt and the goo that was once my hands flowed away in the water. I was drowning now. There nowhere for me to go but I looked around for somewhere anyway. That's when I saw Jungkook swimming toward me and—†‡†
I groaned sleepily and rubbed my closed eyes. As soon as I opened them, light from a window temporarily blinded my sight. I blinked a few times and began to sit up.
What the crap, I have a splitting headache.
I laid back down and set my arm on top of my eyes and forehead.
My forehead is burning! Great, I'm sick -_- I don't feel like getting out of bed.
Me: "mom? Mom!"
Wait.
What.
The.
ACtUaL.
FUCK?!
I DONT HAVE A WINDOW BY MY BEDROOM!
I jolted up which sent aching pain up to my head.
I winced, but the pain died down and I stood. My legs wobbled a little and my back cracked.
Am I an old lady or what?! *dramatically flails cane around* WHAT IS THIS SORCERY!
I looked to one of the walls of the strange, unfamiliar bedroom to see a tall mirror.
Me: "*scoffs* uhm whose clothes am I wearing?! I swear, if I was raped ima beat somebody and it gon' be bloodier then *continues to vent*"
After throwing random threats for a little while, I began to wonder to what happened to me.
The last thing I remembered was yelling for that bastard Jungkook, then having some funky-ass dream, and now I'm here.
Might as well find out whose freaking house I'm in first.
On a stool by the door, my phone and money were sitting.
I checked and my phone worked fine and my money was only crinkled a little.
Me: "well gOoD the person isn't a thief. That's a relief. If they had stolen my money and phone then I promise I would've hammered my fist–"
The door swung open, making me jump back, lose my balance and fall on my butt. That made my head start aching again.
"You were saying? About hammering your fist?"
I gasped and saw Jungkook closing the door with a smirk on his face.
Subconsciously, I stacked my arms overtop my chest and backed away against the frame of the bed. Anger burnt right through my headache and embarassment and humiliation flushed my face. Why did it have to be the one that I hate so much who took me to his house, and changed me completely aside from my underwear?
I wanted to cry. I felt awful and disgusted.
Jungkook laughed, walked up to me, and looked down at my curled up figure.
Jungkook: "you always act so tough but this is all it takes to scare you?"
Me: "i-im not scared!"
Jungkook: "oh? Then why are you cowering up against the bed like that? Is the floor carpet comfortable?"
He smugly spoke every sentence, as if he felt victorious over me or something.
I opened my mouth to say something but I couldn't. Instead, quiet tears emerged from my wide eyes.
Jungkook responded by getting on his knees and leaning overtop of me. His face was close to mine. I wanted to kick him in the nuts, and drive my fingers so far up his nose but I couldn't move. It was like my body lost ability to co-operate with my mind.
When his torso leaned onto my knees, they lifelessly fell and my legs spread out and went under him. He was hovering over me. I despised myself for letting remain where he was. I loathed that all I did was cry like a helpless child.
Jungkook got closer. He put his arms around me and as his face neared mine, it began going to the side. Our cheeks brushed each others. His breath traveled down my back.
A hug...?
He was so warm and his embrace, so secure.
I didn't even want to move anymore. It was aggravating that being held by someone I hate so much could be so wonderful.
I hoped it would last forever, in silence, but his low voice cut through the quiet.
"I'm so sorry"
I didn't know what to say.
What is he apologizing for? I MEAN THERES A THOUSAND THINGS HE SHOULD BE SORRY FOR SO WHICH ONE DID HE FINALLY CHOOSE TO SPEAK UP ABOUT–
He cut off my thoughts as he continued to speak.
Jungkook: "I didn't intend to scare you, but um I guess I felt the urge to tease you a little when I saw you so alarmed like that. You just... looked... *whispers* so cute..."
I was embarassed now and shit, I think I blushed. I lightly pushed Jungkook which implied I wanted him to let go of me. Good thing he did, too, or else.
Me: "*nervous* wh-who said I was scared huh?! *stands up* nothing scares me!"
I put my nose in the air and smirked.
Jungkook: "oh? Then why were you crying?"
Me: "*sputters some gibberish* pfft I wasn't! It was just an act! An act I tell you! Enough questions! How about you tell me why I'm in YOUR clothes"
Jungkook: "because YOUR clothes were wet and cold and you were already sick. It's not like I have any female friends to call over to change you for me while you're unconscious"
Me: "*mumbles* I wouldn't have been unconscious if you didn't leave me behind..."
Jungkook: "well you were annoying me!"
Me: "so?!"
Jungkook: "so, I left! I'm supposed to annoy you not the other way around!"
Me: "well you do annoy me so I'll leave too!!"
I pushed Jungkook aside, grabbed my phone and money, and flung the bedroom door open.
Jungkook: "hold up Y/N"
I stormed down the stairs and went to find the front door, but Jungkook stopped me by grabbing the back of the shirt collar.
Me: "what the hell, you tryna choke me!?"
Jungkook: "don't go. You can't leave yet"
Me: "am I your prisoner or something?!"
Jungkook: "do you really want to leave your clothes at my house, and try to find how to get back to your home in men's clothes?"
Me: "you... make a compelling argument! Hahahaaaa *growls* give me my clothes back!"
Jungkook: "ok but under two conditions"
Me: "what is it?"
Jungkook: "first, you must let me make us breakfast"
Me: "fine with me *shrugs and walks toward small kitchen*"
Jungkook: "wait one more thing. The second condition is... you aren't allowed to fall in love with Jimin or Yoongi! '^'"
Um... wtf is up with this guy
Me: "what kind of condition is that? Why would that even matter to you?"
Jungkook: "you can't have your clothes back until you agree"
Me: "fine whatever... now make food! I'm hungry :3"
Jungkook: "what do you want to eat?"
A/N finished another chapter! This chapter was fun to write!
:D I hope I didn't make anything complicated haha
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