I profaned myself, quickly stepping out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my hair, and throwing on my bathrobe. I moved to my favorite spot by the window to dry my hair.
Suddenly, the door opened without a knock indicating that someone is walking in. Only one person dares to enter like that.
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He looked me over from head to toe, an annoying smirk spreading across his face. That's when it hit me—I was only in my bathrobe. Panicking, I dropped my towel and sprinted to the closet faster than flash, leaving him laughing so hard he had to sit on the bed, clutching his stomach.
After getting dressed, I realized I didn’t have my books with me.
I must be really stupid to be realizing everything late.
I decided I needed to swing by my house to grab them and some other important things. Yeah, That's a good idea.
But the question is, will he let me go to my house or not? I think, he wouldn’t mind... I think.
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Fully dressed and careful to cover my injury with a long-sleeve top, I checked my reflection one last time before stepping out of the walk-in closet and stood facing him. He shifted his attention from his phone to me, giving me a curious look.
He examined me again but this time with a question mark plastered on his face. I could almost hear his unasked question in his gaze.
Jungkook frowned at my outfit. "Don't you think your shorts are too short?" he criticized.
I shot back with a hint of sarcasm, "Hm, Mr. Jeon, shorts are meant to be short." and saw him roll his eyes.
Ah, there it is. There is the possesive scoundrel.
