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the boy next door

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day 1: first meet

word count: 2.2k

synopsis: on a casual sunday, a new neighbor, known as jin moved in next door, in the house that your childhood best friend kooks once lived in. as you try to unravel the mystery on why kooks moved out so suddenly, you get to know jin and become close with him.

based on the ending of choice 1: break the ice and ask “are you okay? need a hand?” or 통성명도 할 겸 “괜찮아요? 도와드릴까요?”

and based on the ending of choice 1: boldly suggest “i know a great cafe! want to go together?” or "제가 좋아하는 카페가 있어요! 같이 가실래요?” 라며 용기 있게 제안한다

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it’s a usual sunday and i’m off from work. i relax in the ambiance of my home and embrace the peace, until i hear trucks and a whole lot of hassle outside the house.

why must it be so early in the morning?! it sounds like rummaging through trash cans and cars. i take a quick glance out the window and see it’s a new neighbor. i’d forgotten my friend had moved. i see a man struggling to unload his things from the truck, so i help him.

i asked, “would you like some help?” he replied, “really? wow, you’re so kind!! then if it’s not much trouble can you help me with that box?”

i’d helped him carry his things inside. observing the house that i’d been in several times prior to this day, i was still in denial that my friend had moved away.

specifically my friend jungkook. what could possibly have gotten into his head that day? me and him went to a party together one night.. and i can only vaguely recall that we both blacked out on each other. we were just.. friends.. right? after that night we’d talked and he’d yell out that we were more than friends. but i’d never felt such things.. i told him i don’t feel that way for anyone, and i’ve never even had a boyfriend or a fling. he knew me clearly enough as we’ve been friends since childhood.

after that day, it’s like he disappeared from the face of earth. he sold the house immediately, packed his things up, never even said goodbye, and blocked my contact. just how could he?! his arrogance was my nuisance.

that was about 2 months ago. i do wonder how he’s doing now, but at the same time i probably shouldn’t care. 

me and the neighbor eventually finish carrying his things inside. “thank you so much! i’m jin. and you? what’s your name?” he introduced himself. “i’m y/n! nice to meet you jin.” i smiled at him. 

“by the way, do you know any nice cafes around here? i’m still figuring out the area.” i guess an outing with my new neighbor wouldn’t be so bad.. right? i’m hungry anyway, and i guess it’s kind of like fate we’re both feeling this way, let’s take a chance. “i know a great cafe! want to go together?” he exclaims, “sure, sounds great! having some company might help me feel more at home in my new neighborhood! when should we go? i’m good to go right away!” cool! “we can go now, i’m also feeling hungry!”

we take a quick stroll to the local cafe, and the last person i recall taking here with me was jungkook. it’s been a while since i’ve eaten here, but that doesn’t mean i’ve lost memory of the signature delights!

“what’s your go-to order at this cafe?” he asks me. “they’re best known for their bingsu and bunggeopang, but i usually order chocolate bingsu!” my favorite, and jungkook’s too.. i don’t know why, but i keep thinking of him the more and more i spend time with jin. maybe i just miss jungkook as my neighbor.. he knew that i wanted chocolate or lychee bingsu every time we went to this cafe. if i were feeling down, i’d want lychee bingsu, but if i were content i’d want chocolate bingsu. anyhow… i guess he’s gone now. “sounds good!” jin’s enthusiastic in his speech while looking at the menu. “i’ll order for the both of us then.” 

we sit across each other, and it almost feels as if we were on a dinner date. the awkward silence that rose was quite embarrassing to say the least, but i just kept thinking of kooks.. i mean jungkook. that was my nickname for him.

“sorry i’m not talking much.. i’m not really social with people..” i mumble, but loud enough so he could hear me.

“don’t worry! i’m also not the best speaker.. ha.. ha..” 

i break a sweat, then finalize my thoughts. “so.. what made you want to move here.. in the city of.. busan?”

“well.. i’ve actually stumbled across this neighborhood a good few times! i came here from gwacheon, my hometown from birth. i’ve always admired the environment and ambiance in busan, so i decided, ‘why not move here when there’s an available space?’ as soon as i saw the realtor sign, i immediately sealed the spot for myself!” 

“that’s cool! i.. know it might be random.. but.. do you perhaps know the former owner of the house you’re currently living in?” my wonders creeping in as time progressed.

“hm? i’ve only talked with the owner during the open house, but otherwise i don’t know him.”

“ah.. okay..” breaking yet another sweat of embarrassment. “you guys just talked about the house, right? nothing else? and when was the open h-… ah sorry.. i’m just caught up in my own head at this point..”

“oh no it’s alright! don’t fret. yes, we did just talk about the house.. there really wasn’t much i had to say.. and.. he was rather quiet too but he gave a tour to me! i can recall the open house taking place about 2 months ago.. yeah..”

i still don’t get why it happened.. why must he had left like this? abruptly..? i can’t stop thinking about that.. “okay..” mumbling once more, then taking a scoop of my bingsu which was rather delicately sweet in my mouth. still disturbed by everything.. maybe he just hates me THAT much.

“wow! this is truly amazing!” jin suddenly shouted. a subtle jump out of my wits came in return. “aish.. sorry.. aha.. i can see why this would be your go-to order, y/n, i’ve never tasted chocolate bingsu as amazing as this!” shocked, i smile at him. “it’s my favorite flavor here for a reason!” i exclaim.

after having a quite nice conversation at the cafe, we walk back to his house and i help him place his furnitures in the rooms. quite strange how kook’s computer room was filled with things, but now it’s just so.. empty. the kitchen that smelled like samgyeopsal almost every day now smelled of dust and air. i felt almost guilty, because what if i was the reason he’d left?

me and jin move his couch in the exact same place kook’s couch was in. as we’re walking to position it correctly, i step on a piece of paper. “oh? what could this be?” i pick it up after placing down the couch and carefully read it.

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dear diary,

or.. y/n..

i’m writing to myself in this stupid book i’ve kept since childhood. it’s been my coping mechanism for days that felt like concrete pebbles on my feet. i guess.. today is one of those days.

y/n, why can’t you understand me? i love you, you know that right? and i always have. i’ve been struggling to tell you that but i do and i cant seem to make you understand no matter how hard i try. 

i guess in some ways, it’s unrequited. but you’re so sweet and your eyes shine that i’d still try for you. each time we hold hands, i can’t believe we’re just friends.

y/n.. i know you’ll never see this.

never would you go in that house again… i have no chance with you.. 

but if you see this.. call 613-901-1997 and i swear i’ll answer. i mean it. i’ll be waiting.

from kooks, kook, or just jungkook.

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kook.. i’ve gotta call him RIGHT NOW.

“i’m sorry jin, i have to call someone outside but i’ll be back in a bit.” i look back before rushing out the door, not even giving him a chance to say anything back to me.

i hurriedly type his number in my phone, and call him. it’s been two months since we’ve spoken and he hasn’t even reached out. 

“여보세요? (hello?)” i hear him answer the phone. “kook? it’s me. y/n.” mustn’t he recognize me at this point? “y../n? who..? i’m sorry.. i think you’ve got the wrong number.” is he playing with my mind? doesn’t he know me? “jungkook. i know it’s you.” tell me you know me kook. “i.. y/n.. i.. i didn’t expect you to actually call..” i knew he was playing tricks on me. he’s no good liar. “huh, you thought i’d never go in your house again huh? well it’s a good thing i’m thoughtful and caring for new neighbors. where have you been these last two months, and why the fuck would you just leave like that?! you know.. i’ve been worried sick on where you’ve gone or how you’ve been!”

“new neighbor?! you don’t usually care for new neighbors. who is this person that you care so much about?! and i’ve been doing well. it’s not what you’re thinking y/n, seriously i’m fucking fine!” this is the first time we’ve spoken in two months, yet it feels like that last night when we spoke still. “jeon jungkook!! i know you aren’t fine! i know you love me, why do you think i called you?!” i abruptly shouted. “y/n…” he mumbled and i heard that. “you don’t think once i felt that way with you?! i just.. i don’t feel it now but.. but i have once.. and you broke my heart but i had to act like i was all fine.. and you were so happy with her.. god fucking damn it kook. you’d only know your mindset in this situation, but i have my own. i loved you too.” remembering the feeling of hurt my 17 year old self had reflected on 18 year old kook’s was a different type of pain. shedding a tear or two living back in the day where i had to hide how i felt.. it hurt.

he left an eerie silence on his end, while i cried for a good bit. eventually, he’d hung up in arrogance and i’d sat on the ground in disbelief of everything. wiping my puffy eyes, i walked back in jin’s house, where he was unloading his foods and groceries in the fridge. i try to conceal everything, but i guess it just didn’t work too well. “y/n! oh my goodness, are you alright?!” he immediately ran up to me with a face of sympathy and shock. “i’m.. fine.. yea..” as soon as i said that i felt like crying again and i hated the feeling. “you know, i’m here if you want to talk y/n. it’s okay to not be fine..” therefore i was in the position of holding tears, but i failed to do so as i just crumbled completely in front of him. “i’m sorry, god this is embarrassing.. i know we just met today and i’m already crying in front of you.. maybe i should just go. you know.. i’ll just see you later when i feel better, alright?”

i felt his hand on the side of my arm. “alright.. don’t be sorry, y/n. i’ll see you later.” then he gave me a hug, which i’d greatly appreciated.

now that i think about it, he’s very handsome and cute, and his face is perfect. i guess.. wait.. i just met him, i shouldn’t be thinking these things. seriously.. but i suppose he’d be a great neighbor.

now it was 5 pm, and i’d woken up from a brief nap. oh shit, i completely forgot about seeing jin. i immediately fixed myself and tried to look pretty, and then i heard a knock on the door. rushing from upstairs, i see jin holding a small case of.. food. i open the door. “hello y/n, i hope you’re doing alright now. i made some food here and i’d figured you’d maybe want to try some!” aish.. i should be the one making the food, not him.. this is a terrible first impression. “ah jin! thank you so much.. i’m sorry i didn’t make anything for you, i swear, i know i should have! you really didn’t need to do this.. i-“ he interrupts me, “y/n.. i made this for you! i don’t need any food, your company is enough for me!” he reassured me.. then i tried a rice cake that he made, and it blew my mind. “OH MY- HOLY.. oh jin.. that is amazing food! how do you make such.. oh it’s so yummy..” my messy eating had supposedly indicated i had a high liking of jin’s foods.

i invited him inside my house, and we’d spent the night together until about midnight. “y/n, you’re such a great neighbor! i’m so excited for our future days!” i smiled greatly back at him, “jin, you’re amazing, you’re one of the best neighbors i’ve had!” then kook appeared in my mind again. because was he really? eh.. i came back to reality. “thank you for tonight jin, your cooking is phenomenal!” i still tasted his gourmet meal in my mouth. “of course, y/n!” and then he left, just like that.

just two 20 year olds meeting like that.. it was pretty fun. i guess i’d long forgotten about kook at this point..

tomorrow’s monday.. time for work again..

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end of day 1: first meet .

stay tuned for day 2: workplace !

i’d like more ideas for the other days, as while i wrote this i got pretty stumped at some points. if you enjoyed the write, thank you!