STAY WITH ME.

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"bang bang bang bang bang bang bang yah bang yah bang yah"

my phone went off, i groan and grabbed my phone off the nightstand.

"fuck, its 12!!" i run out of bed into the closet. i take out a tshirt and shorts and grab my shoes and socks and rushed out the door. i didn't bother looking if jungkook is still in bed probably went to get drunk and fight again.

"crap crap crap crap" (a/n how i sing the beginning of fanfare) i wait at the bus and quietly tied my shoes. i ran into the bus and sat all the way at the back. i sighed in defeat when i checked the time. omg... i cant believe i overslept...ugh, hope hani doesn't get mad at me.

soon i was my stop and i got out and ran to the restaurant, "hani, im so sorry! i set my alarm wrong!!" i sat across from her.

"it's alright. i ordered your usual."

"thank you." i smiled. hani has been my friend as long as i can remember... all i know is she is my "opposite twin", she is not the nicest person when you first meet her but eventually you find she has a kind heart.

after a while our food came.

"so, how's jungboo?" she asked

i cringed. "don't call him that and... i have no idea."

"did he come home drunk again?"

"yeah... but this time he got into a fight."

she sighed. "that boy...tsk tsk, gurl you deserve better."

"not this again." i groan in frustration.

"come on, yeon~ how long have you and jungkook been together?"

"4 years."

"if he loves you why would he act and treat you like shit?"

i shrug. again... why do i stay with him? "i love him too much."

"you love him?? he clearly doesn't love you anymore!" she scoffled. "yeon, you seriously need to find a new man."

i sigh. what best friend i have... but she's right

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"im home!" i say and i see jungkook at the stove, i walk into the kitchen.

"hey."

"what are you making?" i peek behind him.

"jin-hyung's special soup. try it." he blew on it and fed it to me.

yikes... no thanks jungkook. i tried to hide the sour look i was making. "its good, jungkook." i forced a smile.

"really?" he took a sip and spit it out. "nope...i knew you were making me feel better."

"its ok jung-ah~ you still make the best ramen." i smile.

"i know." he gave me a smile oh i missed that smile... "thats why i already made some..."

"thank you, jungkook."

"you're welcome."