2

Moving into the new house was supposed to be a fresh start, but it quickly turned into a source of frustration. The excitement of unpacking faded as soon as the sun went down. Your neighbor, Jungkook, was a constant presence, but not in the way you hoped for. Instead of friendly hellos, you were greeted with the sound of heavy thuds and loud music that seemed to vibrate through your walls.

Every evening, without fail, Jungkook would set up his boxing gear in his backyard. The sound of gloves hitting the bag echoed like a drum, drowning out any chance of peace. It was impossible to relax after a long day when the rhythmic pounding replaced the calm you craved. You tried to ignore it, but the noise seeped into your thoughts, making it hard to concentrate on anything else.

"Why can't he just keep it down?" you thought, staring out the window at him, glistening with sweat as he trained. It felt like living next to a gym rather than a home. You had hoped for a tranquil neighborhood, but instead, you were stuck in a never-ending cycle of noise and chaos. Each day, you found yourself longing for a different place, somewhere far away from the constant racket that made you hate your new house.

However for the past few months you often you found yourself not able to sleep at night due to the disgusting noises next door. Coincidentally, your bedroom was right next to Jungkook's bedroom allowing you see a full view of one side of his room, and with no soundproofing, you had to hear many girls obnoxiously wail next door. Every. Fucking. Night.

All you could hear was whoever his date was for the night moan at incredible decibels. You had expected him to use the same lines.

Rather, you were revolted by Jungkook, as he treated each and every one of them as a toy that he plays with: it was a game to him get them in bed then never see her again. You weren't sure if the women expected more than a one night stand, but it just bothered you that Jungkook didn't even treat them like people; he was the opposite of a gentleman. A "rough man." Or a "rude man." Just an overall jerk.

you're texting your frustrations to Mino, your boyfriend, you're not an irritable person, but the least. Jungkook could've done was given you a heads up that he was going to have another girl over. You would've asked to stay over at dohwan's in that case.

Jungkook was SO annoying.You knew that if you had to hear one more night of him fucking the brains out of a girl, you would pull out all of your hair. So, you decided to confront.

You were a fairly nice person, often helping your other neighbours carrying groceries, feeding any stray cat or dog you pass by, comforting the girl who lived below you whenever she feels like she'll never find love.

Throwing on your cardigan, you march to your front door and storm towards his house . Standing outside his house, your fist hovers above the door, second-guessing yourself for a beat. But then you hear her screaming and him laughing— a soft, boyish laugh — and irritation wins out. You knock twice, firm and loud.

The door opens after a few minutes

You're unprepared for the man on the other side."Yeah?" His voice, now spoken rather than sung, is just as soft and warm as you imagined. He tilts his head, curiosity dancing in his expression, his eyes wide like boba. "Something wrong?"

You were about to explode and say "fuck" a million more times "I'm trying to sleep!"

He leaned casually against the doorframe, his charm radiating like a beacon. "Not my fault! You should join us! Who needs sleep when you can have fun?" His eyes sparkled with mischief, and you could see the girl behind him, laughing softly.

"Fun?" you shot back, your voice rising. "Do you call this fun? I call it inconsiderate! Just turn it down already!"

He stepped closer, his playful demeanor unwavering. "Aw, come on! You know you want to have a little fun too. I promise I can make it worth your while," he said, winking.

You felt your frustration boil over. "I don't want to have fun! I want peace and quiet! This is ridiculous!" You shouted, your voice echoing in the hallway.

Jungkook held up his hands in mock surrender, still grinning. "Alright, alright! I'll lower it. But you have to admit, a little late-night excitement isn't so bad."

You turned on your heel, still fuming, and as you walked away, you could hear him laughing with the girl, the music still pulsing behind him. you shook my head feeling a really envoys

Yes. It seems as though every night is a new girl. A faceless stampede of women go in and out of his house  and you have to see their faces every morning when you head out for work. You weren't disgusted at the girls, in fact, you applauded them for being able to get a good fuck in the middle of the week; as a woman supporting women, you felt no need to compete with them.

The following day, you found yourself slumped on the couch, nursing a cup of coffee that was more bitter than usual. Mina plopped down beside you, her usual cheerful self. "What's got you looking like a grumpy cat?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

You sighed dramatically. "Jungkook was at it again last night. The noise was ridiculous! I barely got any sleep. I swear, he thinks he's the king of sex."

Mina chuckled, a mischievous glint in her eye. "You know what you should do? Get him back! Make it fair. Maybe bring your man over and you know! It could even spice things up with your boyfriend!"

You frowned at the idea. "You really think that would work? I mean, I don't want to escalate things too much. But... it could be fun."

"Exactly! Just imagine how much fun it would be to see Jungkook's reaction. Plus, it might help you and your boyfriend reconnect a bit. You know, shake things up!" Mina said, her excitement contagious.

You couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm. Maybe a little revenge wouldn't be the worst idea after all. "Alright, I'm in! Let's plan something that'll make him regret being so loud!"

Phone in hand you start texting Mino inviting him over and to your surprise he quickly sees your message and agrees.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, you set the mood just right in your living room. Soft music played in the background, and you lit a few candles, their flickering flames creating a cozy atmosphere.

When he arrived, you greeted him warmly, wearing a fitted top that hugged your curves perfectly. "Hey there, handsome," you said, your voice low and inviting as you led him to the couch, where the soft cushions seemed to beckon you both to relax.

"Want to watch a movie?" you suggested, snuggling up close to him. You felt the warmth radiating from his body and leaned in a bit closer, letting your hair fall over your shoulder and teasingly brushing against him. As the movie played, you casually placed your hand on his thigh, letting your fingers linger.

"You know," you whispered, glancing up at him through your lashes, "I've been thinking about how we could use our little time together." Leaning in even closer, your lips just inches from his ear, you murmured, "Mino it's been so long you know"

"baby you don't have to ask twice" Mino says swiftly picking you up.