-I've parked the motorbike a few streets away from home because the neighbour's dog is always peeing on it. I think the whole family hates me. Do you mind?
-No problem, the night looks beautiful, doesn't it? -I sighted, lifting up the head to check if stars were visible. Jungkook imitated me. I was very tired, my legs were shaking of pure exhaustion, I felt like if a took a step I would fall so I remained still for a while.
-We should start moving, it's too late to be on the street -the silence was broken by his strong Busan's accent. He streched his arms, then putting them behind his head and started walking, leaving my distracted heart and tired sould behind. I had to run to catch him, already breathless. He chuckled when I finally reached his side. My poor physical condition amused him. To increase my awkwardness I raised my arms to impersonate the gimnastics athletes common position before and after executing an exercice. This made him chuckle even more and I grinned with satisfaction.
The soft wind made our hairs dance in the dark. My favourite thing from summer were its nights. I took a deep breath and my lips curved on a shy smile. As we were both in silence I noticed how Jungkook's curious eyes posed on me, stealing quick glances. His big hand caressed my messy hair for the breeze in a, I would say, fraternal way. I would be lying if I said I liked it. Even I refused to admit it to myself, the last thing I wanted was him treating me as his sister, not as his sister please. Quickly looked for a topic to ignore my embarrassing thoughts.
-I have one more interesting question before dawn comes and you go back to your normal grumpy self
-Shot -he didn't fight back my attempt of teasing him
-I've always wondered how did you two ended up living at this centenary palace trapped on an attic. I'm sure it isn't cheap at all
-This one is easy -he stated proudly -We didn't bought or arranged it. It's from Taehyung's uncle. an excentric lawyer, a classic art lover during the day, an unstoppable gigolo at nights. The opposite of his brogher, Taetae's father, whose major passion were cars and dedication to his family. Ironically his brother died on a car accident a few years ago. I may sound too frivolous but this man was a total jerk, he never treated Taehyung and his family the way they deserved. I remember meeting him once. At least Taetae was payed in return, the house and its content was given to him. As he was planning to move out, his grandmother, actually the mother of the deceased, who was the original beneficiary of this part of the heritance, decided to hand it over to his grandson. She was happy on the countryside anyway. The problem was that the apartment was too big and it would cost too much to replace the ancient furniture and finish furnishing it completly so, our wise Taetae decided to keep it as a museum, only adding the strictly necessary and affordable things he need to live. Just a few weeks later I joined the party and here we are, after several years, we could have never imagined we would have a pet -he patted my head teasing me back for my early comment.
Me, that had been chewing the inside of my cheek concentrated on the story, groaned in response.
-So, basically Taetae is as poor as you are
-Basically, yes -he grinned
-But what about his expensive clothes?
-You are being too persuasive little girl, maybe you should ask him directly -I pouted -Are you trying to act cute with me? Okay, okay. If you have been attentive, remember I've said he got the appartment and ALL the stuff contained on it, including his uncle's expensive closet. Now that I'm thinking, his expensive taste must come from him...Anyway, adding this to the fact he doesn't have many debts, except for his grandmother's residence, you have fashionable guy with no regrets.
-I could tell he's your bestfriend just by the way you talk about him -he raised his eyebrow to my last statement. I was really enjoying the conversation when the door appeared, standing in front of us. End of the route.
-Hope you enjoyed the experience -he smiled smugly
-You win, it's been exhausting, I think I'll fall asleep before putting on my pyjama - rubbing eyes
-It's satisfying to hear this coming from you -he snapped his tongue- but I think from now on, no more groaning to you and Taetae -Our conversation had to be cut off because of the sudden silence coming from home. The door squeaked making me burst into a soft giggle. Jungkook reacted quickly placing his hand against my mouth stopping me of going on louder, the cold of its touch gave me a shiver that run through my back. When I lif my eyes to gave him a glance he was fighting off an oncoming smile.
-Sorry -I whispered when I got released, shrugging my shoulders
- Do you ever shut up? -he rised a brow. We were still whispering in the middle of the corridor
-Not even under water -I patted my chest proudly
-Shh...Go to sleep, little girls like you shouldn't be awake -a playful smirk placed at his lips -By the way, I had fun watching you suffer -He turned to add. I pouted in response and headed to my room.
The broken watch on my nightstand still indicating 19:00 o'clock. I fell sleep remembering the day it stopped working.
A/N: As the fanfic is being a total flop I'm not so motivated to keep going but I want to finish it although I'm stuck right now. This chapter and the next one are shorter but longer ones are coming. Ilysm.
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Maybe (아마도) || jjk. + k.th + reader
Hayran Kurgu"When you are a scared kid who runs away from himself, loneliness is the only feeling that seems right to you, but when you taught me how to feel real I stopped trying to scape" The story of three lives, they weren't aware of how much they needed e...
