Yoon

It's been, what, a week that we didn't talk to each other. He keep avoiding me whenever I tried to talk to him.

Let's be frank here. I'm not even bothered by him acting like this. I don't know why but I'm having fun watching him like this. Sometimes teasing him a lot.

He tried so hard not to smile but boo boo, I caught him smiling a little bit somehow. Yeah, he can't resist me.

But I'm a little bit disappointed that he actually push me away from his life, like, completely. He even didn't let me get in his house. Wow, amazing!

I don't know how long is this gonna last but whatever. It'll gets better one day or sooner, I hope.

Now, I'm at the park with camera in my hands, filling my time by taking pictures since I have nothing better to do.

I sit on the grass, taking pictures of anything there. There's kinda a lot of people there but not really crowded which is a good thing since it doesn't bother me to take good pictures.

Kids were running around happily at the playground not so far from where I sit, chasing each other and there's me, taking pictures of them. It's not like I love taking pictures of people but they seem so happy. It makes the picture cheerful too.

I turn to the other side where it face the road, people on the other side where waiting for the light to the turn green so they can cross the pedestrian walk.

My heart ache when I remember the scene 3 years ago. Even though it doesn't happened at the same spot but it gives out the same vibe. The scene where hyung were covered with blood still made it in my mind no matter how much I tried to forget it. But as the time passed, it became less painful and were left as bad memory.

I pull up my camera to my face, ready to capture the part where the people finally can cross the road. I click on the button as it capture the moment into the screen. I took away the camera from my face and smile when the picture turns out pretty aesthetic. Nice.

I place back the camera on my face and swift away to another side which is there a big shady tree not that far, but, hm fine, it's quite far from me. I don't know. The tree gives off some kind of vibe.

As I zoom in to the tree for a better view, I saw a boy leaning against the tree while smoking. It somehow remind me to Jungkook.

But when I zoom in a little bit more, a smile crept upon my face when I found out that it's really Jungkook under the tree, smoking.

"Very consistent."

I mutter, adjusting the lense so it can take a better view of him. He's quite attractive though. But the fact that he's just a minor and already smoking, it just make me sigh a lot because that shit is uncool.

"One tough asshole."

I said as I capture the picture of him. Feeling super satisfied with the photography and all. Everything in the picture just made it all....

"Perfect."

I look over to him. Saw him throwing the cigarette away and shove his hands in the pocket. He had his head hung low, feeling distressed.

I chuckle when I saw how ridiculous he look right now. It looks like he just broke up with his girlfriend or something.

I shake my head and back to take some more pictures when he's finally out of my sight. I spend another hour at the park before deciding to go home for dinner. Dad won't be home as he was with Jungkook's father outside the Seoul at the moment for some business.

I got up from the grass, patting my pants clean and get ready to go home when suddenly my phone rings. I didn't even look at the caller ID since I was too focused on patting my ass off the dirt.

["I miss you, Yoon."]

And that really make me halt my action, pause! Isn't this Jungkook's voice? I thought we're going to stay away from each other.

Please note the sarcasm.

He literally lick back what he spit before. Euw! That's disgusting but whatever. Nothing is more disgusting than him being overly cheesy sometimes.

["Please come to my house. It hurts so much."]

You see, this is the cringiest shit you'll ever read here because that was euw! Fuck is wrong with him? He can just say he miss me and ask me to hang out.

But it's Jeon Jungkook we're talking about here. Definitely have these drama shit going around in this book. No surprise.

I heard him sobbing on the other line before he hung up the call without letting me answer him. Have I told yall that he's a crybaby? Yeah, he's a fucking crybaby.

Let's get some ice cream before leaving to his house. Change of the plan. Let's have a sleepover at his! Imma claim that big ass bed, though.

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I've finally arrived at his house. It wasn't that far from mine. Just few blocks away. A walking distance, indeed. That is why we often have sleepovers at each other's house.

Pushing the bell button while waiting for him to actually invite me to come in but instead of him, it's his mother who happened to be going out tonight for some business.

"Oh, Yoon!"

She beam as soon as she saw me, hugging me so tightly. She really want a daughter, huh.

"Yes, Mrs Jeon. How are you?"

"I was stress out but after seeing you, I feel delighted! Jungkook is making me worried lately. Is there anything wrong between you two?"

I giggle at the statement. He really such a mess, huh.

"Nothing much. We're okay."

"Gosh, why is he looking so depressed? I can't even work properly knowing my son is in that state. I wasn't supposed to leave but he said he's going to be fine. I'm still worried."

"Nah, I'll handle him. You can go back to work."

"Thank you, Yoon. Please call me if both of you need anything. I'm just one call away."

She said as she peck my forehead before leaving in rush. I waved at her, bidding her goodbye and stay safe.

Now, let's get the baby boy happy back. Hope he's in the good mentality or I would freaked out if he suddenly act stupid.

I get in his house and close the door behind. The house is so dark and creepy somehow. It's so effing big, what do you expect? He's a son of a chaebol. Rich family, rich family.

"Jungkook? I'm here now."

I called, climbing up the stairs to his room. It's a lie if I say I didn't feel creepy climbing the stairs since this is the place where most people die in horror movie. Damn it!

I finally reached in front of his room and heard some sobbing inside it. I know it's him. No matter how many times you convinced me that it was ghost or some supernatural shit, just know that this bastard's sobs sounds funny to me and I could immediately recognized that shit act.

I spin the door knob to enter his room. He had his back facing me and it was shaking up and down due to the cries. I contain all of the laughter that almost burst out of me and slower close the door.

"Mom, I told you just go. I'm okay."

He whines. I smile at how childish he sounds right now because believe me, it's ridiculously funny.

"Um, I brought some ice cream?"

The cries stop as he turn around. Fucking creeping the shit out of me because he looks like a fucking ghost when he did that.

"Y-Yoon?"

"Um, y-yes, it's me. You told me to co—"

Just then, he rush towards me and hug me tightly, continue to cry on my shoulder. Um, this isn't a romantic shitty book or something if I may to remind you? I'm unsure about that.

"Yoon, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I'm so stupid. Please don't leave. I love you so fucking much. I'm sorry."

The hug is getting a bit tighter for sure but yeah, whatever. I miss him too anyway.

"Um, can you let me go now? Beca—"

"No! I miss you so much!"

I smile at this. How cute can he go now?

"I was so stupid thinking that I can live without you. Really, I miss you so so much."

I laughed at how he whine about how much he miss me. I guess, I'm right. He really can't live without me.

"I know, I know. Can we, um, sit on the bed because I'm tired?"

Just then, he break the hug which I'm so thankful for.

"Than—"

I didn't have the chance to sarcastically thank him when he suddenly take the plastic that contain the ice cream and my camera, placing it on the nightstand before pulling me down on the bed and cuddles in my embrace.

"I don't want to be far from you. Even an inch."

He literally wraps his arms on my waist tightly, making sure that I won't go any far from him as he place his head on my chest.

A moment of silence for my soul because he's making everything worst. He's making me dying. What the hell?

"Please don't hate me, Yoon."

The words came out as a whisper, almost as if it's his thought that he accidentally say out loud.

"I won't be able to live knowing that you hate me."

He mutter, pulling me closer. As much as I say that I'm suffocated right now, I can't. Because the hug he's giving me remind me of hyung so much. The warmth and everything. But, it has different vibes. It's his own vibe. Jeon Jungkook it is.

A smile crept upon my face, knowing that someone actually value me so much, to this extent. It's nice. So nice.

"Me too. I miss you too, Kook."

I then pull away from him, cupping his face and wipe those filthy tears away.

"So, please stop crying."

But tears just won't stop coming out from his eyes even when it was tightly shut. How broken he is when I'm not around?

"Do you love me, Yoon?"

To Be Continued