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JUNGKOOK POV
I CHANGED my clothes after the all practice. My Taekwondo classes are going perfectly. I even taught some younger students to save up some money for future purposes also.
In a couple of years, I'll be able to get my future dream job.
"Jeon, can I take your bicycle? It's pouring hard outside & my home is pretty far compared to you." Gin ask. I smiled at him and hand him my bicycle keys, "I'll be returning it tomorrow. What about you?"
"Mine's near compared to your home. I'll be fine." I patted his shoulder and get down. As I reached the reception the receptionist called me.
"What is it?" I ask.
"Jeon, your wife been waiting for you like half an hour outside." I frown at him.
"What? Why didn't you call me?" I almost yelled hurrying out as I hear him answering back.
"She doesn't want me to disturb you__"
Fuck it.
I looked around and saw a familiar petite figure standing by the street lamp with an umbrella over her head. My anger was instantly gone as I jogged to her under the rain.
She never comes before, then why now?
Did something happen?
"Darling, what are you doing here?" I ask my wife. In response, she stepped closer sharing her umbrella with me with worry in her eyes.
"I come to see you & also that's not my name." She scrunched her nose. I laughed and poked her nose.
"Why do you want to see me?" At my question, she falls silent. After a pause she replayed.
"I just felt like that." She softly spoke. Her voice moulded into the rain. I frown at her expressionless.
"Where is your bicycle?" She ask looking down after watching the scary expression on my face.
"I give that to my friend. Can you walk back home with me?" She slowly nods still not looking at me.
I guided her taking the umbrella into my hold. Her being silent is a bit new. She's talkative, not with others but only with me.
Means...
Something fucking definitely happened.
I CHANGED my clothes after the all practice. My Taekwondo classes are going perfectly. I even taught some younger students to save up some money for future purposes also.
In a couple of years, I'll be able to get my future dream job.
"Jeon, can I take your bicycle? It's pouring hard outside & my home is pretty far compared to you." Gin ask. I smiled at him and hand him my bicycle keys, "I'll be returning it tomorrow. What about you?"
"Mine's near compared to your home. I'll be fine." I patted his shoulder and get down. As I reached the reception the receptionist called me.
"What is it?" I ask.
"Jeon, your wife been waiting for you like half an hour outside." I frown at him.
"What? Why didn't you call me?" I almost yelled hurrying out as I hear him answering back.
"She doesn't want me to disturb you__"
Fuck it.
I looked around and saw a familiar petite figure standing by the street lamp with an umbrella over her head. My anger was instantly gone as I jogged to her under the rain.
She never comes before, then why now?
Did something happen?
"Darling, what are you doing here?" I ask my wife. In response, she stepped closer sharing her umbrella with me with worry in her eyes.
"I come to see you & also that's not my name." She scrunched her nose. I laughed and poked her nose.
"Why do you want to see me?" At my question, she falls silent. After a pause she replayed.
"I just felt like that." She softly spoke. Her voice moulded into the rain. I frown at her expressionless.
"Where is your bicycle?" She ask looking down after watching the scary expression on my face.
"I give that to my friend. Can you walk back home with me?" She slowly nods still not looking at me.
I guided her taking the umbrella into my hold. Her being silent is a bit new. She's talkative, not with others but only with me.
Means...
Something fucking definitely happened.
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