My eyes flew open at the sound of a loud thud against the window.

The rain was coming down harder than ever and the wind was whistling a haunting eery sound.

My heart started pounding.

, why was I such a wuss when it came too scary noises? I have watched way too many horror movies in my life which got me paranoid even more.

I glanced over at the bedside clock: 3AM

I turned over to look around Jimin’s room. I got up and walked towards the door. Walking out of his room and down the hall, I made my way into the kitchen.

I stuck my head in the fridge looking for milk.

Hearing a creak behind me, my heart started pounding again and I grabbed the closest thing I could find, spinning around and holding it up as it I was going to have to stab someone like the main characters in a horror movie.

"What are you doing?"

I gave out a deep sigh and put down the fork I picked up a few seconds ago.

Jungkook rubbed his eyes coming up to me.

He was wearing a white t-shirt and shorts. Not to mention his hair ruffled everywhere.

Awwwe, he looked like a little boy waking up fr--

Stop it.

"I thought you were a murderer," I admitted.

He gave a small laugh, "And you were going to do what? Stab me with a fork?"

It was my turn to laugh.

"No, I meant what are you doing up?"

I gave him a wary smile, "I couldn't sleep," I said, scrummaging through their fridge again, "What are you doing up?"

He plopped down on a chair across the counter from me, "I couldn't sleep either. The wind was giving me a headache."

I nodded as I started to look through their cabinets.

"What are you even looking for?"

"Cereal. Do you guys even have any?"

He nodded, "Here, let me."

Getting up from his seat, he came up beside me and opened the cabinet, stretching up to reach the cereal which was resting on the top shelf.

As he did so, I couldn't help but notice his shirt raising as his arms went up for the cereal.

I wonder if he's as toned as Jim--

Stop. Hyeon, you need to get yourself together.

I looked back up at him as he grabbed the cereal and handed it to me.

Our bodies were dangerously close, and I just couldn't help but get lost in his ey--

I looked down and cursed under my breath, "Err, thanks."

I moved away from him and took a seat on the counter, pouring my cereal and milk into a bowl.

He came around with two cups of water, handing me one, "So if you couldn't sleep, why are you eating cereal?"

I swirled my spoon around the bowl, "You know that movie What a Girl Wants?"

He thought for a bit, “No… Is that an American movie?”

I nodded, "I watched that movie with my dad and in the movie. There was a scene when Daphne, the main character, couldn't sleep, she would eat cereal," I scooped up a spoonful of cereal and placed it in my mouth, chewing it slowly.

Jungkook waited patiently until I was done, "When I was little and I couldn't sleep, I would wake up appa and we would eat cereal together, just like Daphne and her dad in the movie."

I bit my lip remembering all the times appa and I spent together, and how I wouldn't be able to eat cereal with him anymore.

Jungkook nodded, "Sounds like you and your dad had a special relationship."

I smiled down at the bowl in front of me, "We did."

I looked up at Jungkook, waiting for him to question me like everyone else, what did you mean you did?

But he didn't.

"So," he said changing the subject, "how about your mom?"

I froze and felt all the blood drain from my face.

I wasn't planning on telling him.

Well, to be honest, I wasn't really planning on telling anyone when I moved to Busan. I had a plan that if anyone asked ab