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Sleeping peacefully in her bed, Hyejin shifted her face slightly to the other side which caused the beam of sunlight to hit her face and she groaned.

She buried her face in the pillow and stroked the other side of the bed with her hand, looking for someone else but met with only cold sheets with no traces of another person.

Sighing heavily was the only thing she could do. Her hot breath that she felt against her pillow was the only warmth she had at that moment. She rubbed her eyes and started to get up from the bed only when the bell at the front door rang.

Maybe he went out to buy something. Ofcourse, he won't leave me all alone every single day.

That's all she could think before making her way out of the room. A smile carved on her face fainted as soon as she opened the door.

"Good morning, Hyejin." She met with a cheerful greeting from the man standing in front of her holding a carton box. His smile was wide enough for his dimples to appear clearly. It made her wonder why she had never paid attention to them before.

"Morning, Mr. Detective." He laughed at her response. "Either you are giving me respect because I am older than you or you have forgotten my name." He came inside before placing the carton on the glass table.
"I bet the second one is the correct answer." He huffed as if was out of breath and straightened his back.

Was the box really that heavy?

"It's Kim Namjoon. Please remember." She stayed quiet. Maybe he was someone she was familiar with in the past but talking to him now, to a stranger, wasn't comfortable for her. Even uncomfortable was not the right word for what she felt, to be exact she was scared.

"Think of me as your elder brother just like what Jungkook thinks of me." He reassured her with a smile only then she noticed that he had come closer to her when she was lost in her thoughts. He was about to pat her head but she retreated. He realised her uneasiness and backed off too.

"Sorry, this is an old habit of mine. I must have made you uncomfortable." A hint of sadness in his voice made her feel guilty.

"What's in that box?" She tried to lighten up the tense atmosphere.
"Yes? Right." He turned towards the box and opened it before showing her what was inside.

"These are all your clothes and accessories." He continued, "When Jungkook was shifting to his new compartment, he had kept some stuff at my house and he forgot this box there. He called me and asked to bring it over here." He passed her a silly smile, "Isn't he a really good husband?"

She sighed looking at the carton and then her clothes she was wearing. Oversized tee and trouser. She could feel her embarrassment all over her body as those clothes belonged to her husband. They were not even oversized in the first place but because her frame was smaller than Jungkook they do look like that they are.

"So he called you?" She asked.

"Yeah. That's why I came early in the morning because he said that you have been wearing his clothes for the last few days." He chuckled at his own words, might be remembering the younger's whining voice.

"All I have is the same dress that I wore when I was discharged from the hospital." She sat on the couch as the man followed her actions.
"So he's got time to call you." She scoffed in her mind.

"Why? Doesn't he call you?" Asked the man raising his brows.

"I don't have a phone." He frowned at her response. "That bastard. When I even told him." He cursed under his breath. "What do you do at home all day?"

"N.. nothing." She heaved a sigh, yet again. "Most of the time I am sleeping because of the medicines and when I wake up, Jungkook is never at home. Only food, in the refrigerator, for me to eat." She said, dejectedly.

"Don't take it to heart. He finally got his big break after lots of hardship, so he might be trying to give his best on his debut album. So try not to stress over it. We can't have you hospitalised again." He laughed only then his phone rang as he looked at her with an apologetic smile. He didn't pick up and only saw the caller ID before putting the phone inside his jeans pocket.

"There is also a library and grocery shop nearby. If you don't want to be alone then you should visit there, for a change." He stood up from the couch and made his way outside as she followed him behind.

He turned to face her before approaching the front door. "I'll ask him to come home often and take you out sometimes." He said, which made her lips curved into a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Namjoon."

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A/N :-

I know this chapter was boring but beleive me everything is connected. I don't want to miss out any details.

As you can see the chapters are short because that's what we (both authors) decided. I wanted short chapters from the start ──── upto 800 words but still I exceed the limit this time hehe ( ◜‿◝ )

Stay tuned for the next chapter.

Stay happy and healthy 💜