Talk to my ex-boyfriend who lives next door
Oh really, I'm so nervous about people...Even though I gave Jeon Jungkook my home address and told him to drink it with honey water, I still felt uneasy. Perhaps it was because the read receipt wouldn't disappear even after I sent him the address. I let out a deep sigh, got out of bed, and roughly ran a hand through my hair. Jeon Jungkook had always been prone to pouring down his drinks, even though he wasn't good at it. The hangovers that resulted from that would last until the next day. Jeon Jungkook, who always said he felt like he was going to die from the nausea, strangely drank several glasses of honey water I made for him. I guess drinking warm honey water calms your stomach?
“Because honey water is something that can be shared between neighbors.”
It wasn't something that took a lot of work or was difficult to make. Just add a few spoons of honey to hot water and stir, and you're done. My previous neighbor and I used to eat hangover soup when we drank, so I thought Jeon Jungkook's honey water would be okay, so I boiled some water in a coffee pot. Next, I took out a thermos from the cupboard, filled it more than halfway with hot water, and mixed in the honey with a spoon. I just left it there, so I chose a shopping bag, put the thermos and a few green grape candies in it, and opened the front door.
At this rate, there won't be a hangover.Jeon Jungkook, you owe me a lot. You'll pay me back later.I hung my shopping bag on the doorknob next door, muttering to myself, and stared at the house next door for a while, still silent.
“Should I have just picked you up?”
I bit my lip as it was already approaching one in the morning. If Jeon Jungkook hadn't come in yet, he must have gotten lost at least once. Whether it was worry or guilt, I couldn't get into the house for several minutes. After another ten minutes, the sound of the elevator and someone's footsteps came closer and closer, and I instinctively knew it was Jeon Jungkook. I hurriedly opened the front door, came in, and carefully closed it again. I held my breath like a burglar cat, clinging to the door as I listened to the door next door open and close. After a while, I opened the door again and poked my head out.
The reason I opened the door again was because of the shopping bag I'd left hanging on the doorknob next door. I wish I'd taken it, drank some, and gone to bed, but even if I hadn't, there was nothing I could do. I poked my head out and looked next door, and confirmed that Jeon Jungkook had gone in with honey water and candy. At the same time, my phone vibrated in my pocket. Without even a moment to check, I carefully closed the door and collapsed on the bed, only then checking the notification.
I hesitated for a long time to reply. What was the right thing to say to Jeon Jungkook in this situation? I was a little confused, thinking it was too serious to be a joke, but too sincere to be accepted. I tried my best to find a reply that wouldn't hurt me and that wouldn't hurt you, but my lips pursed, and I ultimately decided to be the bad guy to you.
“This is the only way to protect me from you.”
Oh, it's hard to make a chat after writing this and that... I don't really like plot twists that are too tight, but this work feels like it has to be that way🥹 But I won't let this kind of stuffy plot drag on for too long. Why? Because I hate it! I hope you all enjoy the chat with your friends next door... 💗
Sonting please💪🏻