Banging on his door in panic, you yell Jungkook's name as you try to open the door, finding it locked.
"Wake up, you idiot!"
The door jerks open to reveal Jungkook with his hair sprawled out and puffy eyes.
"What the fuck is your problem?"
You grab his shoulders, shaking it.
"Today is Sunday. Do you even know what that means?"

He furrows his eyebrows for a moment before his eyes widen like saucers, pushing you aside and running to the laundry room for his clothes and boxing equipment.
"Move out of the goddamn way!"
He yells as you stumble to the side when he rushes into his his bathroom and shuts it.

What will he ever do without me?

You think, shaking your head as you walk towards the kitchen and begin pouring out your cereal in Jungkook's bowl and yours. Shoving the spoons of brightly coloured sugar balls into your mouth, Jungkook rushes into the kitchen before bringing the bowl to his mouth, drinking its contents and chewing on the way out.

You yell as he walks out.
"Good-"
The door slams shut as you slump into your chair.
"...luck."
Today was an important match for him, and even though he was down with fever yesterday, he never misses a match. Never.

You realize something as you sit up in your chair with eyes widened as you gasp.
Oh crap.. oh crippity crap..
You run to the window that overlooks the parking lot and peep through the curtain. Jungkook was nowhere to be seen. The stomping of footsteps could be heard as you wince, bracing yourself as the door slams open.

"Y/N! Where is my car?!"
Jungkook yells in frustration and confusion as he stands in the doorway, chest heaving under the fabric that clung to his torso.
You sheepishly laugh, rubbing the back of your leg with your other foot as you say,
"Oh! Haha.. about that.."
He grips his hair and drops his hands back down to his side before kicking the door and yelling.
"I don't have time for this!! I'm gonna be late so I'm catching the bus. I expect an hour-long fucking explanation on this when I get back."

Before you could reply, he slams the door shut and runs down the stairs, footsteps fading the further he goes.
You groan, sliding down the wall with your back against it till you meet the carpeted floor.
Why am I SO STUPID?
You hit your head with your palm as punishment to yourself before getting up and sighing, wondering what you'll do for the remainder of the day before your brother returns.

You pull out your phone, dialling a number and pressing the phone to your ear as it rings.
"Hello?"
"Hello! What is it, Y/N?"
"Jin oppa! I hope I'm not being a nuisance but.. can I crash at your place for some time?"
"Don't say that! You're always welcome here. Tae and Yoongi are with me since the others have gone to watch Kookie's match. Why aren't you going? You always do."
You sigh, replying.
"I-.. I guess this time is an exception. He's angry with me and I don't think seeing my face would help him in any way."

Jin exhales in disappointment.
"Alright, come over."
Your eyes light up as you smile to yourself.
"Ok, I'll be there in 15 minutes. Love you!"

*~°~*~°~*~°~*

You're pulled into a tight embrace as you laugh into Jin's warm hug when you enter the house.
"Y/N!" Taehyung calls out from the couch with a wave as the TV blares, displaying a familiar scene.
You walk over, and ask,
"Is this Jungkook's match?"
They nod as you sigh, lowering yourself onto the soft couch, glancing at snoring Yoongi.

"But it's quite odd for Kookie to come here and then leave for his match." Taehyung turns to Jin and says with a confused face as you furrow your eyebrows.
"He came here?"
Taehyung nods as you look to Jin who had tried telling Tae to shut up.
Jin sighs and replies.
"Well, he's usually done it since the time we came over to your place. He comes here and goes to his room we've kept for him and then leaves."

"What does he do?" You ask.
"I don't know! It's none of my business!" Jin says, leaning into his chair with a gulp.

Why would he come to his room here? He has his own room at our place..
Is he hiding something?

You sit up straight, as a thought crosses your mind.

Could it be that book? I saw it on the day the others came over. Is he hiding it in here?

"Stop thinking so much, Y/N."
Tae mumbles, leaning his head on your shoulder as you play with his hair.
"Is it that obvious?"
He looks up at you with his large brown eyes, replying.
"You've been doing that since you were a child. I know you better than anyone else." He says softly as you chuckle, leaning your head on his.

Taehyung was your first childhood friend. He's the one that introduced you to the other guys and your relationships blossomed with everyone since then. When you were bullied, Tae was the first one to show up, ready to fight the big built bullies and when you cried, he was the one who would let you borrow his shoulder. You could say that out of everyone, the two of you had the strongest bond.

At that moment, the doorbell rings and Tae sits up straight as you look at Jin in confusion.
"Are you expecting someone?"
He looks at you with a sly smile before getting up and walking towards the door.
"I invited another friend, I hope you don't mind."
Opening the door, a shorter male entered, doing some sort of handshake with Jin and hugging him as you close your eyes in disbelief.

You have GOT to be kidding me.

"Oh hey Y/N.. didn't know you would be here." Jimin says bluntly, sitting on the other side of you as you smile half heartedly before turning away.
Tae eyes the two of you before leaning back on your shoulder.

Your perception on Jimin was still unclear. From the previous encounter, you had seen a different side of him, but that didn't change the way you feel about him.
You stand up, and everyone's eyes land on you.
"Can I use the toilet?" You ask.
"Sure! The room on the end, it's a joint bathroom though, I hope you don't mind." Jin says, pointing down the hallway.
You shrug your shoulders.
"Since nobody's there, I don't have a problem."

Walking through the musty, unused bedroom, you scrunch your nose and open the door to the bathroom, doing your business.
As you wash your hands, your eyes are drawn to the door that connects to another room.

"It's a joint bathroom, though."

You tilt your head, contemplating the choice. Shrugging your shoulders, you wrap your fingers around the doorknob and jerk open the door, thankful that it wasn't locked.
You instantly recognize it as Jungkook's room, when you see the shades of black cover the room. It was his favourite colour.

Immediately, you open the closet in pursuit of the black leather-covered journal that he had so carefully hid from you.
You huff in annoyance, finding nothing. You rummage through his dresser, but to no avail. Even the space under his mattress was surprisingly empty.

Where could it be? Does he have it with him? But that makes no sense. Why would he come in here?

Assuming that this was a much longer bathroom session than normal, you go back to the toilet and down the hallway till the others come into view.
Jin sits up, saying,
"That was a rather long pee."
You scrunch your nose, hitting him as his windshield wiper laugh echoes in the room.

You take your seat on the single seated couch further away from Jimin as Tae pouts, leaning into the sofa and looking at you with pleading eyes.
Your eyes wander to the TV.
The match hadn't started yet, and the fighters hadn't come out either.

~Meanwhile~

Jungkook's P.O.V

The coach puts a hand on his shoulder as he continues to warm up.
"You can do this. You've done it before, and you can do it again. Don't make the same mistake your sister did, look at where she is now. You don't want to end up like her, do you?"
Jungkook shakes his head, as his mind wanders to his sister.
"Stay focused. This guy is tough, he's the champion in his country; Russia. I'm expecting great things from you Jungkook. Good luck."

Jungkook bows, as the doors open and the screaming of fans followed by outstretched hands touched the sides of him. His eyes searched the crowd as he walked down the pathway till it landed on a bunch of his friends in the front row.

Where's Y/N?

He thought, as he felt his heart sink. She was always there in the front seat, for every single match of his. His thoughts are interrupted when the opposite fans on the other side of the stadium start chanting the opponent's name.

Jungkook's gaze darkens, as the opponent walks out, his icy blue eyes staring through Jungkook's brown orbs. He glances towards his friends that cheer on, with Hobi standing on his chair and dancing until the guards made him sit down. Sending a nod their way, his eyes linger on the empty seat that was meant to be Y/N's before walking into the ring.

Here we go.

Y/N P.O.V

Jin spins the bottle, as the five of you clench your hands together, hoping it wouldn't point on you.
You exhale in relief, as Jin looks at Jimin with a sly smirk and Jimin groans.
"Why me, hyung?!"
"Truth or dare." Jin says, triumphantly as Jimin slumps his shoulders.
"Truth."
"What a coward!" Taehyung yells, smacking Jimin as everyone falls into laughter.

Jin rubs his chin, before saying,
"What's your credit card number and password?"
Jimin sits up with wide eyes,
"Dare!"
He says quickly, as you lean back, smiling and the others burst into laughter again.
"Alright." Jin says.
"I dare you to tell me your credit card number and password."

That's all it took for everyone except Jimin to roll on the floor, holding their aching sides. Jimin yells in defeat, tackling Jin on the floor.
"YAH! I'M OLDER THAN YOU! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!"
Jin yells as Jimin brings his upper arm around Jin's neck, squeezing him.
When Jimin let's go, Jin pushes him away, eventually letting his laugh out.

Tae's teary eyes wander to the TV, and all the happiness from his eyes vanish like a lollipop ripped out of a child's hand. Tapping your shoulder immediately, your laughter dies down as you follow his gaze. Standing up, you bring your hand to your mouth in shock at the sight on the TV, when one thought races through your mind.

H-how did this happen?!

A/N: I know! I've been M.I.A but I'm back, and I'm more excited than ever for this book, hope you guys are enjoying it as well.

Stay hoes,
Kim ✨