ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕖, ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 - Jeon Jungkook

•Chapter 7•

Jungkooks POV
I stood there in my kitchen. Thinking about what my mother just said.
'Yeah honey, it's normal. Completely normal. Goodnight, honey.'

I don't like Nayeon. I just met her and it's normal for new friends to tell each Tiber about themselves. A lot about them selves.

Before going back upstairs I grabbed another water bottle for her. When I returned to my room, I turn in the lamp. I made sure Nayeon didn't wake up and put the water next to her on my bedside table. I walked over to my dresser and took out a pair of sweatpants to wear to sleep. I exited my room and changed in the bathroom.

After checking on Nayeon once more, I left my room and went to the living room. Took a blanket from the back of the couch and son fell asleep on the couch.

*Time Skip* *2 am*

Nayeons POV
I rubbed my eyes and I slowly woke up. As I sat up where I laid and looked around. I didn't recognize where I was.

The walls were a dark grey contrasting with the pale-ish blue and navy sheets of the bed. A dressed sat across from the bed with was a dark wood, matching the nightstand on the left of the bed.

I focused on the nightstand when I saw a note attached to a cup of water. Reaching out for it I took it off the surface.
'Drink this and take the painkiller next to it. I assume your head must hurt from the night. Once you do, sleep some more.'
I looked back over and saw the pill. Popping it into my mouth and taking a sip of water I could feel the pill passing through my throat. The coating on it gave me a bad aftertaste in my mouth afterwards.

I placed the glass back on the night table and laid back down. However, I couldn't fall asleep this time. My mind wouldn't shut up. I could only think of one thing.

Jungkook.

I mean, I just met this guy like five minutes ago and I am at his house, sleeping in his bed and he knows. He knows all about my past- everything about my mother and her passing. Even the abuse. How could I tell someone who I just met all that? Am I crazy? I didn't tell Kyung Hee right away when I met her. It took me a while to trust her. Hanjae even longer because I can't trust males easily. But with Jungkook it was so easy. I could tell him anything and I'd feel okay with it. Why? I barely know him.

I took a deep breathe but it was interrupted by a cough. Even though I just drank water, my mouth was still a little dry. I hopped off the bed and wrapped the blanket I had on me around my body before leaving the room. I opened the bedroom door quietly and slowly, making sure not to make any noise so I don't wake up his sleeping parents.

As I got to the last stair, I looked around to see if anyone was done there. I was asleep when Jungkook brought me in before so I navigated the floor plan by myself, just looking around. (Yes I know she was here for studying but she never left the living room)

I eventually found the kitchen and soon found the cabinet that held the glasses. Carefully, I take one out and go over to sink, filling the cup up with water. I do it quickly trying to make a little noise as possible.

Sitting down on one of the barstools, I look around. There are a few magnets in the fridge, making it feel like a family lives here. A couple of school lunch boxes are stacked on top of the fridge and two back packs were thrown against the wall next to a small bookshelf. That bookshelf held a few binders and a huge confide filled with pencils and pens. A dish held multiple pairs of keys and a black and gold purse laid next to it. I assumed it was his mothers. Some picktures were on the wall but there wasn't anything else. Only the kitchen seemed to be a family place of them. Everywhere else seems so plain and lonely.