~ 14:00; Mall ~
"Dad, I will be back after lunch, okay?" He nods as he controls the cash counter. I look around the place before leaving. "On a second thought, I will stay."
"No, dear, your mother is home alone. Also, don't come back. I suddenly got a call for a meeting, so stay home," He turns to me before shooing me away. I pout as I leave the place. "Bye, and I will be home for lunch after the place is clear."
"Okay," I turn to his staff, waving at them a bye as I leave. "Here I come, mom."
~ 14:30; Home ~
"Welcome home, dear," I sit on the barstool. "How was the day?"
"Amazing. It was so good," My mother chuckles before serving me food. "And dad said he will be back when the place is quiet," My mother nods as both of us eat together. "So, mom, any new designs?" I ask her.
Long story short — My mom is a designer. She designs various styles, and my dad operates a clothing store in a big and elegant mall. My mother gives her designs to grow the business more. "Anything for me?"
"Actually, yes," I smile widely. "Your wedding dress," I give her an annoyed look. "Just kidding. I made a dress for you. Just need to finish it up."
"You are the best," My mother chuckles at me. Free clothes of top quality are a blessing for me. "What else is going on here? I feel like a visitor," My mother chuckles softly before turning to me.
"Nothing special. What about you? Any boyfriend?" I roll my eyes playfully at her, making her nudge me. "Tell me."
"Well, I don't have a boyfriend. Even if I did then also, I wouldn't have told you," I look at her hurt expression that makes me pout as well. "Sorry, but someone can't hide things from her husband."
My mother scrunches her nose before pulling my cheek. "Really? I don't think I have told him who ruined his favorite suit," My eyes go wide with lips forming a natural pout. "Have I?"
"No, mom, please," She chuckles and softly hits the top of my forehead. "You are the best. Don't worry, when I will get one in the future, I will tell you, okay?"
~ 21:30; Home ~
"Mom, why hasn't dad returned yet? The meeting take this long?" My mother shrugs as she looks out of the window like always. It is really late, and he is still not back. "Should I call him?"
"I did. He rejected it. Maybe it is important," Sighing heavily, mom walks back into the kitchen. "I swear if this man is drinking, then Ray, be ready to say goodbye to your dad," Her aura suddenly changes to a dangerous woman. Without messing with her more, I sit on the chair at the dining table. "God, I am so worried. I hope he is all okay."
"Are you having mood swings?"
"I am just worried, Ray," I nod in her direction. "This man is seriously getting on my nerve."
This is normal for me as I have experienced my mother having mood swings when she gets worried or anxious.
"You love him so much," I try to cool down the environment. I don't want my dad to be kicked out of the house while I am here. "Don't you?"
"Of course, why not?" The excitement in her voice is still lively. "Or else I won't be here waiting for him."
"Why do you love dad so much?"
"Oh, dear, it is not something you need reasons for. Why do I love your dad? I don't know. I just find a best friend, my father's shadow, a secret keeper, late-night call, diary, and whatnot in him," I smile widely as I listen to her. All I can think about is Jungkook. He was my best friend, my father's shadow, my secret keeper, my late-night call, my diary, my everything... But he was... not anymore.
Jungkook is innocent. That's all I can say.
I trust Hyunjae blindly, and he wouldn't be with Jungkook if Jungkook's intentions were wrong. Suddenly the bell rings, breaking my thoughts. "Finally, this old man is back. I was so worried," My mother walks toward the door while making me chuckle at her cute self. "Where were you?" I look toward the door to see two heads. "Oh, hi."
"Honey, I invited him for dinner. Is that okay?"
"Of course. Come in," I get up from my seat to see the guest. I walk to everyone as they talk loudly.
"Oh, this is my only daughter, Jeong Ray. And dear, this is Jeon Jungkook, our new client," At this moment, I allow the god to strike me with a bolt of thunder lightning or let the earth get into two pieces and sallow me... ALIVE.
"Ray, bring some water for the guest," My mother leads Jungkook to the living room. My feet drag me into the kitchen.
"Him? Client? What? And for what?" I whisper to myself while filling the glass with water before going to them. "Here," I place the glass on the table before sitting away... very far away from him.
"I won't disappoint Mr. Jeon at all," I roll my eyes at the smiling Jungkook. "Also, it is very late. Why don't you stay here after dinner?"
My world is just a millimeter away from getting destroyed again. "Why?" I suddenly burst out. "I mean," Clearing my throat, I start again. "Taehyung doesn't live far from here. Don't you miss your best friend, Jungkook?"
"Taehyung?"
"Yeah. Jungkook goes to the same university as me and attends the same English class."
"Oh, then you two must be friends," My mother caressed my hair. I shake my head at her.
"Actually, we-" Jungkook starts with a wicked smile. Before he could possibly ruin my relationship with my parents, I cut him off.
"Are classmates. I know him because of Taehyung," He raises his eyebrows at me with a disbelief expression. "Actually, through Hoseok... Just the first friend I had in the university." No more now.
"But at least eat with us, Jungkook," My mother is the main villain, I swear. All of them walk to the dining table. At least, someone explain to me why my ex is doing in my house? I walk to the table, feeling Jungkook's gaze at me. "Ray, please help me with this," I take the tray to the table. This dinner is going to be the worst one.
"Jungkook, please start," My father allows Jungkook, but he shakes his head.
"You first, Mr. Jeong," I roll my eyes at him. Why does he have to be this respectful?
~ 23:00; Home ~
"Thank you, mom. I will be off now," I walk into my room with the cup of hot chocolate. "Being home is so amazing," Suddenly, I hear a whack on my window. "What was that? Thief?" The knock gets louder. I grab a pair of scissors before peeking out of the window. But the window gets opened.
Someone enters and covers my mouth to avoid me from screaming. "Calm down. It is me," I look into Jungkook's eyes. "Don't scream," He removes his hand from my mouth. I push him before walking to the door. Locking it, I let out a sigh of frustration. "Ray."
"What the hell are you doing here?" I push him away aggressively.
"I like it when you are aggressive," Jungkook smirks, making me look at him in disbelief. "Just kidding, I just came here to say good night."
"What? Are you freaking out of your mind? Are you off meds or something? Or should I ask someone to knock senses into your head?" Jungkook smiles and shrugs like it is not affecting him. Before I commit murder and go to jail, I need to calm down. "Okay, goodnight, Jungkook. Now leave."
"No way," I roll my eyes at him. "It would have been so great, me staying over at your house with you. But you need to blow it away," Jungkook lays comfortably on my bed while looking at me with a teasing smirk. "Now, I will sleep at your place. In your room. On your bed. With you."
"Are you done? Now get out," Jungkook rolls on my bed. "Jungkook," I try to pull him, but he is three times more powerful than me. His just one pull makes me lay on his chest. "Why are you doing this?"
"To get you back. Ray, I know you are trying to avoid me, but I can't avoid the fact that I love you, and someone framed our breakup."
"Framed?" I frown at him, but suddenly my phone ring, bringing me to reality. I push him away as I get up on my feet.
"Jungkook, leave!"
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