13| did you ditch your friend for that senseless fashion?

She turned around, with a cigarette in her fingers. Jungkook waves his hand in front of him, trying to get rid of the smoke. "You're smoking again?" He questions, his gaze falling at her pale hands griping the cigarette. She simply ignores him, eying his cast-free leg. "Hm." She hums before taking her steps toward her car.

Jungkook follows her, resisting the urge to walk faster, trying to match her face as much as he could. Suddenly her pace becomes faster making it easy for him to walk. She sighs, taking her black mask down to take a inhale of the cigarette.

"You should.....quit it." He advises, his voice laced with worry. She doesn't answer still taking puffs of it. "It's bad for health. You can quit if you want to...my dad used to smoke and he quite smok—" She halts at her steps, turning around to face Jungkook. "–You should keep your advice to yourself."

Jungkook frowns at her, this time he was the one who got annoyed instead. He wasn't saying something that should irritate her–he was simply worried for her. "What is your problem? I was just trying to help you—" she cuts his sentence, rage getting the best of her.

"–Don't help me! I don't need anyone's help! I'm fine on my own! Don't you get it?! I. Just. Want. To. Live. My. Life. In. Fucking peace. Just leave me on my own, you fucking dumpshit!" Her chest tossed up and down in agitation. She grits her teeth, striding toward her car. Dropping the cigarette from her lean fingers, crushing it between her black chunky boots, she slams the car's door, sitting inside with a huge frown.

Jungkook stares at her, frozen at his place. He shouldn't have said it–he should stop meddling in people's lives even though it's for concern....he shouldn't do it. People are weird—if someone cares, they don't appreciate it, and if someone doesn't they whine about it.

Jungkook scoffs, tilting his head. He stares at her getting in the car but she doesn't leave.

"Is she waiting for me?" He thinks, frowning.

He inhales a long breath, exhaling it slowly. He glances at her one last time before taking his leave. Jungkook isn't that shameless to go with her after her behavior. He wasn't even annoying her this time. He also has self-respect. She didn't even glance at him when she was waiting for him. Why would he go with her?

Heaving a long sigh, she taps her finger on her steering getting impatient. Not wanting to stare in his direction, she licks her lips before taking a puff of the new cigarette she lited to relieve her anxiety.

She has been waiting here for 5 minutes and Jungkook isn't here. Finally, giving up she decided to let her gaze fall outside of the window only to witness Jungkook leaving on his own. A deep frown sets between her brows, thinking about what happened suddenly to the chocolate-haired man to leave alone.

She tears her gaze away when he out of the blue stare in her direction. His one foot inside the cab almost sitting inside. She purse her lips and decided to go on her own.

Was I harsh? Did I use really bad words? I shouldn't have cussed! I'm always like this with him—he was just worried! She pouts, regret, and guilt consuming her whole body.

She ruffles her short hair, tearing off the mask and the hat, getting annoyed out of the blue. Anxiety plays with your emotions and that's what was happening with her right now.

Whatever I don't give a fuck about him and his feelings. He can go to hell and fuck himself there. He's always the one who annoys me with meaningless questions. Why he always wants to pry about my life? Is he a news reporter? Care? No one cares about anyone! No one! People are selfish and hideous. I don't believe in anyone. Everyone is the same–hiding behind a fake mask.

She puts more pressure on her accelerator driving it at a fast speed.

Jungkook stepped out of the cab, a clear scowl evident on his face. Digging his hand in his pocket he takes out 1,000$ giving it to the taxi driver. The taxi driver's eyes almost pop out of their sockets looking at the amount of money.

Greed was getting the best of the man but the angelic side was still dominant. "Sir!" He voiced out, calling for the young boy who was not in a great mood today.  He turns around with hooded eyes. He nods his head, asking about the problem of the old man.

He bites his lips gently before showing him the money. "I think you gave me this mistakenly." Jungkook heaves a sigh, before tsking in annoyance. "You can keep it." The man freezes for a second. A huge grin takes breaks on his chapped lips after his words sink into his mind.

He bows at Jungkook almost a thousand times before taking his leave. Jungkook rolls his eyes, everything was annoying right now. His gaze fell on her house—the house he desired to buy. What a shame he couldn't buy this house.

He rolls his tongue on the walls of his cheeks. He tsks when he recalls his parents. What will he tell his parents? What type of story he will make? Everything was the consequence of his actions.

"Jungkook!" Hosoek shouts, looking at Jungkook from the window. Jungkook makes a weird face at him. Hoseok frowns, his lips forming in a pout.

"What happened to him? He went from here cheerfully and came back scowling? Did someone reject to fuck him?" He mumbles to himself, scratching while tilting his head.

Hosoek whips his head when he hears the footsteps of his best friend. "What happened to you?" He eagerly questions the unusually gloomy boy. Jungkook shakes his head, jumping on his bed. His torso is on the bed and his legs are on the floor.

"Something did happen...mmm...did someone rejected to get fucked by you?" Jungkook sighs at his Hyung so 'pure' statement. He has lost count of how many times this man makes him sigh in a day. "Hyung!!" Jungkook whines wiggling his legs.

"Okay so....why did you ditch your friend for that senseless fashion?"

"Because...I was dumb." He pouts, playing with the white bed sheet with grey stripes over it. "Did you got dumped by that girl? Hahaha, I knew it! I feel so sorry for your crusty ass. You can't even handle a relationship. Poor you."

"What a way to comfort a friend who's going through shit right? Get out of my room."

Hosoek stops laughing. "You know I'm bad at this—"

"Hyung I want to be alone...Just leave me alone for some hours. I need some space for myself." Hosoek nods getting Jungkook. Sometimes you just want to be alone without anyone, just you and your room, drowned in music or just zoning out.

But for Jungkook his alone time was filled with reading books, with a cup of coffee, tucking himself in a warm blanket, and changing his positions every 5 seconds. This is what Jungkook does in his free time. After getting rid of everyone, he drowns himself in another world, reading the stories of different characters sometimes feeling relatable, sometimes feeling second-hand embarrassment, and sometimes cussing about his single life.

Cussing at the villain, sometimes sympathizing with the pitiful character. Shipping two characters with each other he knows will have no chemistry in the end, crying at the death of his favorite character, sniffing the scent of the book he bought, and finishing the book feeling proud and sad at the same time.

This was what Jungkook enjoys in his free time or when he is gloomy, happy, depressed, or in whatever mood he is in, he drowns himself in the books and enjoys a different world. This feeling of enjoyment—not everyone knows about it. He feels sorry for the people who think reading books are boring.

Pursing his lips, he went towards the bookshelf trying to decide which book he should pick out of his hundred books which are left alone in the dark, yet to finish. Sliding his finger across every book—One name caught his attention.

"Shadows between us" he heard about this book a lot giving it a read wouldn't hurt, would it? And of course, when the enemies to lovers trope is in front of you why would you choose any other?

He picks up the book, hugging it near his chest, just like a child. He went towards his bed, plopping down. He opens the book. The first line caught his attention as he drowns in the book, swinging his legs back and forth.

Jungkook is being relatable here,
isn't he? Can I get a man who reads books and loves art? If not then I'm not interested.

Hope you liked this chapter!
Take care
~I_love_taetae