Aera
Two Weeks Later
“You guys are fine sleeping in the same room, right?” Mom asks as I drop Jungkook’s last bag on the floor. “Yeah, it’s not like we haven’t known each other all our lives.” I roll my eyes sarcastically. “Just checking. I’ll call you guys down when dinner is done.” She smiles and Jungkook drops down next to his bag. “Thanks.” I look over at him. “For what?” “For letting me share your room while my parents figure out the housing thing.” I smile sadly. His house had been burned down a few days ago. His parents were staying at his aunt's, but she didn't have enough room for him. No one knew if it was arson, or someone had just left the stove on for too long. About half of Jungkook’s things were saved, and that’s what sat in my room. “I pulled out a futon for you, so you can put your stuff away.” I drop down onto my bed and mess with my phone as he starts unpacking. “What’s this drawer?” Jungkook asks and I glance over at the locked drawer he was trying to open. “It’s for work. Don’t worry about it.” He sighs and finishes putting his stuff away before sprawling on the futon. “When do you usually have work?” He asks, turning over to look at me. I’d never told him much, actually, anything about my job. “It varies. It can be anytime. Usually after five pm.” “I see.” I glance at the locked drawer and wonder how I’m going to go out for work with Jungkook sleeping here. And just on que, I feel my phone buzz. Checking it, I sigh. A job for later tonight. Grabbing some clothes, I go into the bathroom and fill the bathtub, tying my hair up before getting in. Things were going to change. And it probably wouldn’t be for the best. I nearly scream as the bathroom door bursts open and shuts, the curtain sliding as Jungkook jumps in. “What the hell!” I curl up, and Jungkook’s face is red. “M-my ex-girlfriend barged into your house to look for me.” He shifts so he’s sitting behind me and can’t see anything. “I didn’t know you were taking a bath.” He confesses and I glance back at him. “I thought you were like, doing your makeup or something.” I giggle. “But I grabbed clothes before coming in here.” He shrugs and the bathroom door bangs open.
Jungkook
We jump as the bathroom door opens and I don’t know what to do. “Ya, Aera!” My ex-girlfriend snaps and Aera immediately leans out of the curtain to look at Nami. “What do you want? Why are you even in my house?” I stare at my best friend. I’d never heard her be that cold with my ex-girlfriend, not even when we broke up. “Do you know where Jungkook is? His stuff’s in your room.” “He went out for a walk. It’s not like I should know where he is.” Aera snaps and I watch as her shoulders go tense. Something on Aera's shoulder draws my attention and I stare at her. They looked like nail marks. The arguing girls’ quiets and my head feels like its splitting. The water moves and Aera turns back to look at me. “Jungkook, are you okay?” She asks and something flashes before my eyes. “Yeah. Is she gone?” Aera nods and I quickly get up, grabbing a towel from the cupboard and going back into the bedroom. My head hurt, and images were playing in my head in short spurts. What was going on?
Aera
Jungkook leaves and I quickly drain the tub, turning the hot water on because the water had gone cold. Finally done, I pull on my clothes as mom calls us down for dinner. Dinner is quiet, mom glancing at Jungkook with curious eyes. “Who was that girl that came barging in?” She finally asks and he swallows. “My ex-girlfriend. I hid in the closet and she left after talking with Aera.” “Why is she bothering you still?” I ask. “She’s been trying to get back together with me since I broke up with her. Maybe she thought I was too good to lose.” I slap his hands and he sticks his tongue out at me. “Mom, I’m going out later, so don’t wait up for me. It’s for work.” She nods. I’d told her a little about my job and she’d allowed me, only if I was safe. By the time it was time for work, Jungkook had fallen asleep on his futon, and the hat he’d been wearing having moved down to cover his eyes. Tiptoeing to my work drawer with my bag, I quietly open it and put my things in it before going into the bathroom and changing. Leaving my mask in my bag, I choose a different dress, a dark purple lace one in case Jungkook woke up and recognized me. Keeping my heels in my hand until I’m outside, I glance up at the dark window of my room. If he knew what my job was, he’d definitely try to make me stop. But it was his fault that I started it anyways. If he asks me to stop, I will. If he finds out. Going to the address that boss had texted me, I find myself looking up at a large apartment building. One of the buildings only rich people can live in. Going up to the right apartment, I ring the bell, putting on my mask and wait for the person to answer. The door opens and I’m staring at an extremely handsome boy. He’s shirtless, a towel draped over his shoulder and he was sweating like he’d been working out. “Hey, you’re actually on time.” He beckons me in and I slip off my heels as he walks into what looked like the kitchen. Out of curiosity, I glance around before asking “On time?” “The other ones I’ve hired were all pretty intoxicated and tipsy, not to mention late, when they got here.” “That’s really unprofessional.” I sigh and he looks over at me from the fridge. “I’m Yugyeom. What’s your escort name?” “Rose.” I quip, taking the small shot glass filled with soju from him. Downing it, I watch as he sets down the glass of water he’d just taken and pulls me into the bedroom. At least I’d probably get good money from this one.

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