Drown ✓|| Jeon Jungkook Ft. Taehyung and Cha Eunwoo

• Episode 8

"It's not always about hunger. You sometimes eat to stay alive."

"I'm alive and breathing Taehyung. And definitely not hungry.", I retaliated.

"But I am.", he stopped the car right in the middle of the road getting me startled.

"What are....."

"You have two options.", he turned his full body towards me, eyes intently looking into mine.

"Either we eat here at the restaurant, probably something delicious and appetizing, or I take it to your house and we'll eat there, something made by me which would probably be hardly edible. The choice is yours."

The food at the restaurant would definitely be out of my reach. So he'd probably pay the bill and then I'll be having another favor by his side which I'd probably never be able to pay back for. Three favors in a row isn't something I really fancy.

"I'll go with the latter.", I confessed making him frown.

"You sure?", I knew he leaned more to eat something at the restaurant and would probably not even understand why I chose the latter.

"Sure."

He sighed nodding his head before once again pushing the accelerator.

Being rich everything becomes so easy. Problems like mine probably wouldn't even be understandable for him....

.......

The car stopped in front of my house and I couldn't help but feel uneasy with the lavish car having to stand in my small untidy neighborhood.

He took out his seatbelt and my eyes widened in realization of the mess I'd have created in my house this morning.

"Taehyung I think...."

"Let's go.", he cut me off before getting out of his seat, opening the door to my side.

"I've come here this far, so it's only fair if you call me inside."

I couldn't deny him now. He've helped me a lot.

I strolled out of the car to my door before inserting the keys.

"Are your parents at home?"

I opened the door, shaking my head.

"They're out of city....", giving him way to enter, I passed him a smile which he immediately reciprocated.

"It's cozy here....", he paced towards the living room and I immediately rushed to pick the clothes off of the living room couch.

I was about to move it to the laundry room when one of the clothes dropped making my feet frozen.

My bra.....

"It's cute."

He pointed towards one of the decorative sets and I took the chance to kick the piece of cloth sending it under the couch.

I'll pick it afterwards.

"Hey hey, stop working....", he rushed to me before taking the pile of clothes from my hands.

"It's fine...."

"No it's not. Now go and sit over the couch."

I couldn't help but smile.

The guy has been dictating me since this morning.

He placed the pile of clothes in the laundry basket and I settled on the leather couch.