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Chapter 34

Jungkook PoV

I stare at the big window in my new apartment.

My big brother has surprised me by buying me an apartment, more privacy and I can relax better. It's his gift because I'm officially becoming the CEO of Jeon Foundations in 2 weeks time.

There is always news about the earthquake in Hawaii, and I have listened to all of them. I haven't skipped any of it since the day Lisa slapped me in the face.

When I tried to pick up Jiyoon from her piano classes, Lisa was one step ahead of me. She told Jiyoon to not stay near me until her mom is here, and all Jiyoon can do is cry and rebel against Lisa.

Of course, I understand what's going on.

It's mostly my fault, anyway.

Since then, I've watched the news a lot. Only turning it off when the Hawaiian earthquake's update is done.

I've been starring at the big glass window, looking at the sunrise and lighting up the Han River. The smell of boxes and new furniture is starting to get me annoyed because of my sensitivity to smell.

All I've been thinking since the moment I woke up is Chaeyoung.

Has she eaten her breakfast?

Is she alright?

Is she tired?

When I had a dream about her starting to give up, I was there to comfort her. We talked in that dream, she said said she wanted to save a person's life.

She regrets not performing her CPR earlier. I told her I wanted her back here, I want her to leave that place as soon as she can.

Because if she's here, I can guarantee her safety. I can make sure she's alright.

Her eyes were swollen, a clue that she was crying. I want to be the one to wipe her tears away. I want to be the one for her.

I should've told her to go home with me that day, instead of acting cold towards her. Now my karma is playing its role.

I took a deep breath and exhaled.

"Can you at least text me if you're okay," I asked.

I scoffed, "Who am I talking to?"

My eyes started to water.

What if she never comes back?

What if she doesn't call because she's gone?

What if she dies just to save another person?

Can't I do anything? Anything?

I checked my digital clock that's on top of my night stand. The time's 7:30 in the morning. Maybe I should skip work and try to stop overthinking? Maybe cleaning my new apartment is an answer to stop overthinking?

Thinking of going to work or not made me stop overthinking already. She made me almost sleepless last night.

Out of the blue, my bedroom door opened and I turned around.

"JUNGKOOK-AH!"

"MAKNAENIM!!!"

"GOOD MORNING!!!"

6 men screamed.

"What're you doing?" I tried to laugh.

"Chaeyoung's perfectly fine!" Namjoon informed.

"And we're here to cheer you up!" Taehyung ran to me and hugged me.

I stood there, not processing anything.

"Jungkook," Namjoon snapped his fingers.

Yoongi laughed, "I came home to see you being dramatic? This is funny."

"Yah, he goes to London when he sees news about you apologizing online. Give the kid a break," Jin nudged Yoongi.

"Aw, uri maknae is up early! Rare, really rare!" Hoseok went to me and pinched my cheeks. "No, your apartment is messy as hell. I'm cleaning."

"Jinjja, you're falling for the girl already. Fight for her, Kookie!" Jimin smiled.

Namjoon cleared his throat, "The hospital was informed last night about the safety of our medical staff. Chaeyoung successfully performed an amputation surgery and it finished 2 hours ago. She's alright, Kook. Don't feel like it's your fault."

Yoongi nodded, "Coz it's not your fault natural disasters happen, so stop being sad."

I smiled.

"Thank you...for always cheering me up."

Jin laughed, "Of course! You are the only kid I've ever raised since high school."

My hyungs laughed.

Then after a while, Jin and Yoongi went to the kitchen and made breakfast. The rest of us fixed my apartment while Namjoon was sitting on the counter, watching my 2 eldest hyungs cooking.

Hoseok told him to just stay put because a lot of my decorations are made of glass. He does not want Namjoon to break any of it.

And while wiping my dusty shelf, my back pocket vibrated.

I got my phone out of my pocket and saw a message from Cole.

Thank God, he's in Korea now.

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