Jungkook's face twitched as he felt a hand caressing his cheeks. He shifted his body as he opened his eyes but immediately covered his face to block the bright light stinging his eyes.

"Wakie wakie Jungkookie~" His mother's voice cooed at him. Jungkook groaned and pulled the covers slightly, but enough to peak out from and gave her a deadpan face.

"Mom?" He raised an eyebrow to which she smiled brightly.

"What is it sunshine~?" Jungkook blinked his eyes multiple times to make sure he really wasn't hallucinating.

"Who are you?" He sat up and held his arms in front of him in a defensive stance.
"What did you do to my mom?" He asked, carefully eyeing her.

His mother, however, seemed unfazed and squished his cheeks at his cuteness.

"Gyaaa~ So cute!" She stretched his cheeks and giggled like a little girl. At this point, Jungkook gave up trying to reason with her and just sat there waiting for her to stop on her own.

She finally stopped, stood up from the bed, now looking extremely serious as if she didn't just do all that, only a moment ago. Jungkook looked at her with a questioning look but didn't say anything.

"Wash up quickly, Jungkook. Jimin and I will be waiting for you at the table." And with that, she left leaving a very confused Jungkook behind.

JUNGKOOK'S P.O.V.

I pinch myself to find out if it was all a dream. Nope. It's not. That really did happen. But what I can't understand is why?

A very stupid thought ran through my mind that my mother was drunk but I slap myself for thinking that. I literally, do. She never even touched anything alcoholic in her life. Why did I just think that?

I shake my head and get up to head to the bathroom. It's too early for me to use my brain so obviously I'm getting messed up ideas. My mind isn't properly awake yet.

When I come out of my room, sure enough, Jimin and mom are sitting there happily chatting and eating. The moment my eyes landed on Jimin, the events from last night crawl back into my mind and I stop myself from moving towards them.

I totally forgot that my mom was asleep when it all happened so she obviously doesn't know. But why was Jimin here, though? He shouldn't even try to come anywhere near my visibility radar and yet he is in my house, sitting in my chair, laughing with my mother. Doesn't he have any conscience or guilt? I mean, come on. At least take a few days away from my household. You just humiliated me last night.

"Oh Jungkook's here!" My mother stops my train of thoughts midway.

I smile at her and avoid making eye contact with Jimin as I make my way to the table.

"Good morning." My voice is low but I try to sound casual.

"Good morning ~" My mother is too cheerful today.

"Morning" But Jimin sounds weak. Can he not show that he fucked up last night? I'm trying to hide it.

"I called him here to join us because he hasn't for more than two days now. I really missed you, mochi!" She said in her baby voice and pinched his cheeks. Meanwhile I cringed at the name. Why does she give us such awful nicknames? We aren't kids anymore. But I can't say that to her when Jimin doesn't mind. He just giggles. I try to smile, as well.

Whatever happened in these few days was between me and Jimin. There's no need for me to make her worry about it. So I'll just pretend that I'm on good terms with him in front if her. And once we leave the house, I'll ditch him and won't talk to him for however long I want. I'll only acknowledge his existence when she is around. That's it. Yeah, I know I'm being a sissy bitch but I don't care. He did wrong. Why did he go for such an extreme prank from the get go. He could have picked a soft one for the first time. I wasn't going to mind that. Jimin going missing was too much for me, for starters. And he will be punished for it.

A hand waves in front of me and I'm brought back to earth the second time in the past one minute.

"Wha-?" I look up at my mom and then, for a millisecond, at Jimin to avoid any suspicion.

"I said bring your new friends with you today, after school. I really like them." My mom is pushing all the wrong buttons today and I don't even know how to handle her, this early. I may be a morning person but my mind isn't really happy with it. It always tries to dream more in the morning until fresh air hits my face and wakes it up.

"Um, they don't go to same school as me, mom." I tell her hoping she'll just frown and let go of it.

"But they live only two houses away. Just bring them with you, okay?" Obviously, I was wrong. She's on the roll, today. I wonder what got her so excited all of a sudden. And true to my nature I ask her.

"You're extra happy today. What happened?" She hummed as she took in a spoonful of cereals. Yup. My mom eats cereals in the breakfast with me.

"Your father is coming tomorrow and once he's here we all are going on a trip! You, me, your father, Jimin, Taehyung and Hoseok!" She practically beams at us.

"What about your work? You have loads to do on weekends." I ask and a part of me was expecting to see her face drop at the mention of it but she only smiled proudly, confusing me.

"You see my dear son, I'm planning on taking a two weeks vacation. And so will your dad."

A vacation?

Two weeks?

I guess I'm not the only one shocked since Jimin's spoon nearly falls from his hands at the mention of vacations.

"Um, Mrs. Jeon?" So he can't believe it either, huh?

"Yes?" She seems pretty sure about it, though.

"Are you sure you are taking vacations and not quitting?" I glare at him for asking that even though I know that he has always been on such a level with us that these jokes don't seem offensive to us. I'm just disliking everything about him today.

As for my mother, well she became silent for a while making both me and Jimin, suspicious.

"Mom?" I remind her that we are still here waiting for an answer.

She laughs awkwardly and then sighs. Oh God! Don't tell me she really is quitting.

"You ruined my surprise, Jiminie." She pouts at us and ignores our dropped jaws. Neither of us say a word so she continues.

"Oh come on~! You both know how tiring it was. We deserve a break too. Stop acting like someone died."

Why is she so calm about it? And 'we'? What did she mean by 'we'? Is dad quitting, too? Are they really quitting or being fired? What will happen now? Will I have to do part time job now? It's not like I mind but will I be able to earn enough to make the ends meet? So many question! So many questions!

STOP THINKING!

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