Blood and Bread (m) | Jungkook ✔

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I sit on the couch and sigh. There wasn't really much to do. What exactly does he do when he leaves my room? Just sit here? I wonder. A hand grabs my arm and I almost pull back before I relax when I see it's Jungkook holding a syringe.

"I never said this would stop," he smirks.

"Since you're getting your dinner, can I have mine?" I try not to sound demanding in case he decides not to give me food over an attitude.

"In a minute," I nod my head. It's silent while he takes what he needs. Once he finishes he heads to the kitchen and comes back with a plate.

"Bread?" I ask.

"That wasn't gonna change either," he laughs. I simply glare at him but eat nonetheless.

"So what exactly do you do in here? I can't seem to find anything," I scan the room in case I missed something.

"All the entertainment is in my room," I think about his words for a moment.

"Is there a TV?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Maybe, but there can be other hobbies that don't include technology," he drinks and I question him.

"Hobbies like...?" I tilt my head to look at his face more clearly.

"Nothing you should be concerned about," he chuckles.

"I wanna do something! Come on! What do you have?" he raises an eyebrow at me.

"I didn't not put you back in that room so you can have entertainment," I glare at him and he looks deep into my eyes and I almost flinch from how he looks at me. "It's for my convenience," my eyes narrow. Rude. 

"Well, can I have my journal that I was promised?"

"You didn't exactly behave," he smirks.

"What!?" I exclaim. He walks away and I almost argue until he comes back with one.

"As promised," he hands it to me. I sigh in relief.

"No pen?" my eyebrow raises at the vital missing piece.

"That has to be earned too," he laughs.

"Jungkook!" I yell after him only for me to be ignored.