I was sitting on the couch working on a crossword puzzle.

"A word that means a feeling of fear.... also know as foreshadowing..."

I tapped the pen again my brain... I was completely rattling my brain to wrap my mind around the clue....

"Number 3 down.... Ten letters...."

I felt a body loom over my shoulder to glance at the page.

"Foreboding."

Namjoon kissed my head.

"What?" I coughed.

"Foreboding. A sense of future fear, also known as foreshadowing. Foreboding."

I sighed started writing it in...

"F...O...U...R....B...."

I heard him chuckle. I turned and glared at him.

"Is there something wrong?"

"It's f...o...R...E...b-o-d-i-n-g"

"Huh?"

"Foreboding... F-O-R-E-B-O-"

"Ne, ne... I got it...."

Writing in the word, I let out a sigh and threw the newpaper on the table. Walking into my room, I sat at my desk and started working on my homework. After a while, my stomach started to growl. I stepped out of my room to go to the kitchen. I could hear Namjoon watching Jeopardy.

"What is Mississippi!!!" he exclaimed.

He was hanging on the edge of the couch.

"What is.....  Delware?" the contestant chirped.

"Oooh I'm sorry, but the correct answer was 'What is Mississippi?'"

"See?! I knew it!!!" he whooped.

I rolled my eyes and sauntered into the kitchen. Fishing out some leftover, I plunked the container in the microwave and pressed start. A pair of arms s around my waist.

"Hey y. How are you doing?"

"Namjoon... I'm not feeling good..."

"'Not feeling well' you mean." he joked.

"What? No... whatever. Look, I'm not in the mood."

*BEEP BEEP BEEP* 

I  yanked the food out of the machine and stomped back to my room. Picking at the food, I started working again.

"Jagi?"

"Go away."

"But I-"

"I told you I'm not in the mood," I scowled.

I could hear him creeping into the room. Arms started to drape over my shoulders when....

"You spelled that wrong.."

"ENOUGH!!! I AM DONE!!!"

I threw the pencil on the desk, stuffing my papers into my folder. I jammed the folder into my backpack.

"Woah...  Jagi, what are you doing?"

I proceeded to clog my backpack with clothes and makeup.

"Jagi... what are you doing?"

"I am tired and done with your constant corrections!!!" I screamed, tears threatening to emerge.

"Woah... woah.... Are you breaking up with me because I keep correcting you?"

"I never said breaking up!! I'm just sick of feeling stupid!! So, yea... maybe I am...."

I slung the backpack over my shoulder and started towards the door.

"Woah! Baby! You can't do that..."

"Yes... I can!!!"

I swurved around, aiming for the handle. I was caught off guard when he pinned me against the wall.

"Look, I don't know if you've been feeling this way for a long time or this is just a rough night.... But I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel stupid... You aren't stupid. You are perfectly fine. I am the one being an to you.... I'm sorry..."

My cheeks were flushed from the anger and the surprise but I couldn't possibly stay mad at him forever. I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed hard....

"It's my fault for dating a Mr. Know-It-All..." I giggled.

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