161204 Perfect two ft. Jeon Jungkook     (to set the mood)   It’s high afternoon and you somersault around the living room in dreadful boredom. You consider calling your best friend over but then remembering that he’d mention he’ll be busy today, you throw your phone into a corner on the sofa.    “Somebody save me!” Your cry echoes into the empty house. Sprawled out on the floor, you start doing sit-ups only to fail with no one to hold your feet down. Your stomach growls to inform its owner of incoming hunger, but you’re too lazy to cook and even lazier to go out for food.   The ringing of the doorbell breaks your reverie. Who could that be? You’re not expecting anyone and there’s no way your parents could have forgotten the key because the door is secured by a digital lock. Is it another annoying salesperson? You decide to ignore the door. The bell rings again and you stare at it from where you’re lying on the floor. To your surprise, you hear the short tune of the correct passcode being keyed in and the door opens.   “You!” A familiar crown of brown hair peeps in and you see your best friend Jeon Jungkook enter. Your eyes widen.   “Jungkook?” You sit up immediately, the smell of something delicious catching your attention.   With the shake of his head, he sighs at you. “I just knew you’d be rolling around doing nothing. You haven’t eaten, right?” He sets the box of fried chicken atop the coffee table, your eyes glued onto the delicacy.   “Aren’t you supposed to be busy?” You ask, turning to eye him suspiciously.   He shrugs it off casually. “I’m efficient so I cleared my work quickly.”   “Either way… thanks!” You quickly jump up to wash your hands in the kitchen before returning to sit before the table. You wait for him to settle down beside you while you set up the food. Only when you see that he’s ready do you dig in. He watches as you reach for the wing first before picking up a drumstick for himself. You complemented each other this way – you never had to fight for the same things.   Once you are done eating, Jungkook brings the rubbish out to throw while you clean the table. Now seated on the sofa, you slump down at the thought o