Jungkook practically dragged himself into his house. As soon as he was in he fell onto the floor. 

"Why are you on the floor? The couch is right there." Jaehyun said, he had just walked out of the kitchen. 

"I have rain water and milk all over me." Jungkook said in a deflated voice. Jaehyun nodded his head slowly, "Okkaay, I'm gonna go hang out with the boys, be back later." Jaehyun ran out of the house, the last thing he wanted to do, was listen to his brothers sob story. 

"I love the support." Jungkook said sarcastically. 

He finally got the energy to get off the ground, he grabbed some pajamas before heading for the shower. 

Maybe he was rude...in his mind what he said was funny, and an overall ice breaker between them. But know as the steam from the hot shower cleared his head, he could see why she was mad. "Milk and kookies," his lips quirked up. That was quite the cringy comeback but something about it was endearing. 

On the opposite side of the world--or down the street--Searom was on the phone with Miss Kim. 
"I called all the people who were expecting papers and told them this week was canceled. They just assume it's because of the rain." Saerom let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you, teacher." Miss Kim hummed, "No problem, good-bye Saerom." And with that the other line went silent. Saerom threw her phone onto the couch. 

What was that guys problem? All she wanted was an apology, not some snarky comment about the rain. Some people can be so toxically prideful. Maybe she shouldn't have stormed off, she could have handled it with words instead of actions. 

Just like that her mind started running wild. What would have happened if she handled the situation differently, if she didn't over react, if she had just walked away without wasting that bottle of milk. Not even milk deserves to be wasted on him. 

Two bodies stood still for a split second, at the end of that second one body moved and dumped milk on the other body. 

She should have just kicked him.

Then the cold beverage wouldn't have been dumped, and she wouldn't have been the culprit of a milk crime. 

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Jungkook used the towel to somewhat dry his hair, he walked straight to his phone. 

A missed call. 

"Hello?" Jungkook said once the other side had picked up. "Ah, Jeon Jungkook, it had come to my attention that Saerom dumped one of the bottles of milk on you."  Miss Kim spoke, "As a punishment she will paying for the milk every week, so go ahead and circle her house onto the map, good-bye." 

The call ended almost as quickly as it had began. Jungkook stared at his phone, "Is this a punishment for her? Or for me?" Jungkook scratched the back of his neck. 

"Kook!" Jungkook immediately opened his door, "Yes, grandmother?" He asked. 

"Why did your teacher inform me we will be buying the newspaper every week as your punishment? What did you do?" Jungkook sheepish