Packing

I crossed my arms and furrowed my brows, checking the list that I need for my vacation mentally. I checked my phone to see if there are any messages sent from my brother. Surprisingly, none; he liked to bombard me with questions such as did you pack your underwear neatly? Make sure to bring your toothbrush, your breath stinks. Do NOT forget your passport you hag.

I looked at the time and it was only 10:30 in the morning and so I finally decided to text my boss that I was gonna take a few days off. I heard a ding, signaling me there was a new message. 'It's fine, we're not that busy anyway' And a thought crossed my mind, is it because of the headlines yesterday?

I sighed and brought my luggage with me at the living room space of my apartment. I walked from the living room to the small kitchen and made myself some coffee. I sipped a little and decided to scroll through instagram for a little bit, And there, I saw Park Jimin. I followed him last night and dang he likes to flaunt those calvin klein of his. I mean- I can't lie, It was pricking hot. Though I still hate him for deciding to buy the agency I'm currently working at.

I opened the curtains with my left hand while holding my cup of coffee in my right, it was a pretty good day I could say, it wasn't too sunny and it also wasn't too cloudy. I opened the translucent doors of the balcony and inhaled some fresh air.

I looked at the bustling street below the building I was currently standing at, it was a busy street filled with people wearing different attires. Cars honking and lots of talking. It was kind of a nice sight until I heard my apartment's code being unlocked.

Assuming it was my brother, I simply glanced at the door and revealed a tall guy with tired eyes. "When are you gonna change your passcode? I'm seriously not gonna be surprised if you get robbed sometime in the future." I rolled my eyes at the guy and finally spoke. "What are you doing here Jungkook?" I put down my nice cup of coffee and crossed my arms.

"What? Your best friend can't come? Besides let me just rest here. My house is a mess" I rolled my eyes, "What did you do this time?" He plopped down the couch and glanced at me, "Nothing," he muttered.

Jungkook is a freelance photographer so he usually sets up his own house into something beyond one's imagination. Once, he set up his house like a castle and he even dressed up as a prince for his client. Which is a supportive mom with her 7 year old girl who I assumed had a crush on Jungkook.

"You have to get out of here" I said while taking my cup and put it in the sink. I turned my back at him and washed my cup, "Why?" He whined. Ugh such a baby, I had a crush on him once and admitted it in his face. He turned me down and the feelings eventually disappeared.

"My brother and I are going to Paris this afternoon," after I finished washing the cup, I realized he stayed silent after my announcement, I turned to look at him. He was freaking flapping his feet like a sea animal and saw him pouting. "Do you wanna go?" I sighed, gosh this kid doesn't know how to grow up.

His eyes lit up "REALLY?!"

And the next thing happened,

he was jumping on MY couch.

"ARE YOU CRAZY OR WHAT STOP THAT YOU LITTLE KID" he stopped, finally. "This little kid is the one you had a crush on" he looked at me like a man I REPEAT, LIKE A MAN. "That was once kook" I put my hands on my hips and raised my eyebrows at him.

"Aren't you going to pack?" He quickly went down and smiled before me. "Thank you thank you thank you!" He hugged me and left.

I shrugged and looked at the wall clock, 12:35. I sighed and decided to finally take a shower. After I cleaned myself up, I went to the living room and saw my brother looking horrified.

"Did you have a kid over? Why is your couch broken?" He said. I looked at my couch and I mentally face palmed.

I gritted my teeth and thought of the one and only,

Jeon Jungkook.