I walked to the convenience store with Jungkook.

I took the ice and some snacks. I saw him sliding open the ice cream fridge with an injured hand that was recklessly wrapped with a cloth. 

But I didn't notice it when we fought on the street just now, maybe because it was dark. I even saw the blood stain on his shirt. Did he get into a fight? But, for what reason?

I frowned. When and where did he get his wound? With whom did he fight? He was perfectly fine in the evening when I saw him.

Then he went to the food shelf with an ice cream. He grabbed some ramen and went to me.

"Y/N, do you have a microwave in your room? We can cook this. This got me really tempted," he said.

"I don't, but this store does. We can eat here," I said.

"You don't mind?"

"Um", I nodded.

He put two cups of ramen in the microwave and set the timer. He watched the ramen boil. I just watched him.

"It's time to crack the eggs," I said.

"Not yet. You've got to believe me. I'm pro at making this," he said, and watched the ramen intently. 

I rolled my eyes, but actually he was funny.

After the ramen was done, we ate at the table outside.

"Oh, I think ramen isn't enough for me. I want to add rice to my ramen. Do you want it too?" he asked me.

"No", I said. He got up and went to put the instant rice into the microwave. Then, he came back and sat in front of me.

He hadn't eaten ramen yet, as he was waiting for the rice. So, he ate ice cream using his left hand, which bothered me so much. 

I knew he was a right-handed person. Was he going to hide it from me? So, after this, is he going to use chopsticks with his left hand too? I put my ramen aside and extended my hand to him.

"Give me your hand," I said, and he looked at me with a smile.

"Why? You want to hold hands while eating?", he laughed.

"Yes" I said, because that's only a way to confront him.

"Wait," he said, and ate the ice cream quickly.

"Aren't you going to choke if you're eating like this?"

He shook and said, "Brain freeze." 

I couldn't help but laugh. He's funny today.

He wiped his hand with his shirt and held my hand. "My hand is a little bit cold. I hope you're fine with it," he said.

"Why the hell, there's blood on your shirt?" I asked.

"Blood?". He looked at his shirt and reasoned, "This isn't blood, it's just a chilli sauce. I got myself from eating the hamburger".

It was clearly blood on his shirt. I was 100% sure of it. And the sauce didn't look like that.

I pulled back my hand and got up from my seat while letting out a heavy sigh. I went to him and took his right hand.

"Are you going to hide this from me forever? Where did you get the wound?" I asked.

"Ahh.. this? This is nothing", he said, and pulled his hand from mine.

I puckered my lips and he noticed.

"Why do you make a fuss over this little scratch? You should worry about yourself. Yours are worse. Where is the ice? Let me hold it for you," he said again.

"I put it back. I'll get it right after I want to go home, "I said, and took his hand again.

"You don't wrap this properly. You might get an infection, you know?", I said, and removed that piece of cloth. 

I saw a cut on his palm. It's not too deep, but how did he get it?

"Wait, I'll get the bandage," I said, and quickly went into the store. 

I came back with a bandage and an oilment. I took his hand and put on the oil. He hissed and withdrew his hand from me.

"Yah, are you still a kid?" I asked.

"It's you. You're so harsh. Be gentle, Y/N-ah," he said, and slowly gave me his hand again.

This time, I carefully applied the oil, then I bandaged his hand. I could feel he was staring at me. My heart pounded again. Why did he always make me blush so much?

"It's done," I said, but he seemed to be lost in his mind, staring at me like he hadn't been seeing me for years.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Jungkook?" 

He snapped back to reality. "Yes?"

"Nevermind, your rice," I said, as I just remembered him putting the rice into the microwave.

"Ah, yes," he said, and went to get it.

I went and sat back on my seat and later he also came back with rice and bottles of drinks.

We started eating. I took a glance at him. He seemed to enjoy the dinner at the convenience store.

               I walked back to my room while holding a bag of ice on my face. He's still with me.

When we were in front of my apartment building, he said, "Y/N, wait for a moment!" 

Then, he ran to his car. He took something from the passenger seat and ran back to me. My eyes grew wider. 

He held my bag and my phone. He handed them to me with a proud smile. 

I frowned, looking at him. He probably went to those fucking criminals and that's the reason for his wound.

"How do you get this?" my eyebrows furrowed, looking at him furiously. 

His smile turned dull. "Why are you not happy?" he asked. 

"Is that the reason you're getting a scratch? Jungkook? Did you go to see them? It's dangerous!", I shouted worriedly. 

"No, look at me. I'm fine. It's just a little scratch. Don't worry too much" he said, and handed me my bag and my phone again. 

I took it and quickly walked away, leaving him. I was sulking that he did that. So selfless. 

He still followed me from behind.

We went into my room. I straightly went to sit at my folding study desk. He sat beside me, and it seemed like he wanted to find an opportunity to apologize. 

I understood how he felt, but he made me worry so much. I let out a sigh and looked at him.

"Jungkook"

"Um?" he looked at me excitedly.

I took his hand and said, "Don't do that again. I don't want you to risk your life. You're so selfless and thoughtless. You could be killed. They're three people, and they're criminals," I said.

"No, it's fine. I just want to protect you,"he said and brought his face closer to mine. 

His gaze fell on my lips, and I could see that he was eager to kiss me. When I closed my eyes, I could feel him stroking my lips with his own.

"Auch," I groaned as my lips were swollen due to early assaultation.

He broke the kiss and immediately touched my lips softly. "Is-is it hurting? I'm sorry" he said in panic. 

He's apologised many times today, and it's heartening to hear that. It's completely out of character for him. It's making my heart even more tender.

I shook my head and said, "No. Don't be sorry. I'm fine, "I said

Then, I cleared my throat. I sat up properly, taking my lecture notes in front of me, and studied. He took one of the random lecture notes on my table and looked at it.

"Oh, you took an entrepreneurship course too?" he asked.

"It's just a university course. A condition for me to graduate," I said. 

I took a glance at him. He was reading it keenly.

"Yah, this is so damn easy peasy lemon squeezy. You don't need to stay up until late at night for this," he said proudly. 

I looked at him with my narrowed eyes. "Of course it is easy for you because you must have learned business. But I don't take business and just learn the basic things. I'm majoring in interior design, "I said.

"Oooh, it's poor. Or else you'll pass with flying colours because I'm a good teacher," he mischeviously smiled.

I scoffed and giggled at his joke.

"Jungkook-ah. Take a shower. You haven't washed up yet, right? You're still wearing the same outfit from work," I said and got up to get him the spare towel in the drawer.

"Okay", he said and about to go into the bathroom.

I stopped him and handed him my oversized shirt and a pair of pants that I thought suited him.

I said, "Hope you don't mind wearing mine."

"I am even thankful to wear yours," he said, and handed it back to me. 

I looked at him confusedly. "Why do you give it back to me?" 

"I don't change the clothes inside, they will get wet," he said. 

"Just be careful, you won't get it wet," I said. 

"But... Why are you so shy? We have done something more than that." He said and my face felt a sudden hotness. 

"Just go get into the bathroom quickly," I said, pushing him inside and closing the door.

I shook my head and continued studying. 

Later, I heard he opened the door and got out of the bathroom. I just focused on my studies and ignored his naked body. I was sure he was naked. 

He wore my clothes, then, he sat beside me again. I looked at him. My shirt was perfectly fitted for him, but the pants were quite tight. 

He stood up and complained, "Y/N, this doesn't feel comfortable at all," he said, and took off his pants in front of me just like that. He was only wearing a boxer.

"Do whatever you want," I said, returning my attention to my studies.

He sat beside me again and watched me study.

Suddenly, I felt dizzy, and I squeezed my temple to ease my dizziness. "Y/N, are you okay?" he asked. 

"I just feel a little bit dizzy lately," I said. 

"Lately? It could be the pregnancy," he said, and I quickly looked at him. 

There's no way it was because of the pregnancy. I took birth control pills and the effectiveness was 99%. I even took it at time. I confirmed it because I was too obsessed with studying and I had a lot of worries. 

And to me, Jungkook just said it was a pregnancy because he was so crazy to get me pregnant.

"Have you ever tried taking a pregnancy test?" asked him.

I shook my head. I looked at him and felt really bad for him. His eyes showed me that he was hopeful. He looked desperate to have a child. I swear to God, it's not because I didn't want to give him, but it's just because it wasn't a good time. 

"Then you should try it. I'll go buy the pregnancy test now," he said, and got up. 

I quickly held his hand and said, "No, I might not, and you will get upset. Maybe it's because I still couldn't get the early incident out of my mind. And I also study so hard. It will only be troublesome. I'll do it tomorrow," I said. 

"It's okay, because I'm going to get you some aspirin too," he said. 

"I already have aspirin, so it's okay Jungkook. Just go to sleep. It's late already. You must be tired" 

He seemed assertive and went to wear his pants. "I'll go right now. I can't wait. You know, we've been doing this. We've tried and there's a possibility. If you're not pregnant, we will see the doctor" he said.

I was so uneasy. I felt bad and, at the same time, I was afraid of getting caught taking control birth pills. If I was tested to be not pregnant and went for the hormone treatment, the doctor could tell that I was taking the birth control pills. I watched him get out, and then I grumbled like a puppy.

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