Amnesia (BTS's Jungkook Fanfiction)

- Amnesia 3 -

"Ok, so you are going to stay with me a little longer", Jungkook began on our way back home, "and even though my clothes somehow look good on you I get the feeling you could need new ones. Some that are actually meant for women." "Riiight...", I answered carefully, "but I can't afford some right now. And I don't want to spend your money. You worked for it and I just... am there, I guess." He shook his head: "I have enough for some new clothes for you as well. It's alright." "No, No, No, Jungkook. I can't be like this. I'll just wash my old clothes more often until I found work and – " "Hold up right there", he interrupted me, "I have a suggestion. I actually... See, I haven't told you this, but I actually am not often around because of work. Sometimes I stay somewhere else as well because it is closer to my workplace. So how about this: You keep house and garden in check a bit and therefore can sleep, eat and live at my place in general?" I thought about it a bit. Then I said: "I guess... It could work out for now. I don't know how skilled I am though. We will figure that out. But then you have to tell me really honestly on how I am doing, ok?" "Ok, deal. And because I trust in your skills in advance, please let me buy clothes for you." I shook my head, smiling upon his stubbornness. "Hmm... Alright. But only a few will do." "We'll see."

We came back with a lot more than just a few. I protested at first but somewhere along the way surrendered. I figured that he would buy them anyways if I only showed the slightest hint of liking them. I enjoyed all the attention Jungkook gave me and caught myself thinking that if he continued to be like this, I might fall for him. But then I sorted my thoughts again telling myself to stop. He didn't only look really good but also helped me out so much that it was no wonder that my heart would race when I saw him – every girl would feel the same. Maybe even without getting all the help from him. But over time, I said to myself, I would find something that would indicate why this daydream wouldn't work out. "So better keep my distance already", I thought.

He showed me around the house so that I could get an idea on where everything was and what to do. "Some things I prefer to do myself", he said, "but it would be nice for example if you could clean the windows every now and then. If you don't mind, of course." I didn't say it out loud but for all his help I wouldn't have minded anything, I guess. We agreed on what I would do and how often. Then he also showed me around the garden. I found it even more beautiful now that I felt more relaxed and the sun sent her warm rays through the trees. It almost felt like taking a walk through a romantic park with my boyfriend. He fooled around a lot and made me laugh while we were walking. When we then stood in front of the lake, I already saw earlier I didn't even realize how I leaned against him until he put his arm around me. I enjoyed it for a while but then backed away a bit, cleared my throat and said: "Sorry. Guess I forgot I know you only a day. I just felt so comfortable right now. I love the garden, I love the house – " I stopped in time to not accidently state I would love him as well. "Aaaanyways...", I continued, "thank you again and like I said – please just tell me if I am too much." When I looked at him, he had that lovely, mischievous smile on his face again. "I absolutely don't mind", he said, "you had a hard time. Nothing wrong with getting a bit cuddly. Everyone probably would, right?" He winked at me and I blushed. I lowered my eyes and nodded. He laughed, put his arm around my shoulders again and lead me back to the house.

"By the way...", he started to talk again, "do you wanna keep sleeping in the hut?" I looked at him: "Where else should I sleep?" "Well my house actually only has one bed..." He made a break and just when I wanted to start scolding him, he continued: "...so I guess you don't really have an option. I just want you to feel comfortable. You've gone through enough already." His voice trailed a bit off at the last sentence and I could feel that he was feeling compassionate. "Don't worry. I really like the hut", I said. "Good thing", he answered, "And you are ok with being all alone over there?" I was surprised. I didn't even think about that. "I guess?", I said, "I don't think anything could happen to me in a place like this." Jungkook nodded. Then: "Tell me if you change your mind. I will find a solution to make sure you don't have to be scared of anything anymore."

I was still wondering on how terrified I must have looked yesterday when we passed the point where I met him that morning. From beyond the fence – that was higher than me, I realized – noises came again. "Oh right", Jungkook said, "I might introduce you to my neighbour. He's a very nice person and we sometimes sit together in the evening and talk about everything. I mean... If you don't mind. Maybe you don't want to get to know him with all those bruises." He stopped walking and looked at me. "Whatever", I said. I somehow really didn't mind. Whatever happened – there was a story behind it. And everyone who could think of what could have happened was helpful. He smiled softly. "Don't worry. You still look gorgeous even with those bruises." I felt flustered but at least he started to walk again. He was headed towards the fence while going on talking: "He is an old rabbi – don't ask me how I came to befriend him. I moved here, next thing I knew was that I would sit with him and talk regularly. He knows a lot about the world and it's always so interesting to talk with him. Even though we don't agree on everything, it's nice." We reached the fence and I now saw that there was a door. "Jacob!", Jungkook shouted, making me flinch. He giggled about that but turned back as he heard a "Come over!". He opened the door for me and I entered the other garden. It wasn't as beautiful as ours – his, I mean his, of course – but still quite nice. On a terrace an old man with a long beard sat. He looked back and forth between Jungkook and me with big eyes and asked: "Now who are you bringing me here?" "She's my new housemaid.", Jungkook replied. "Housemaid, hmm? I see..." Jacob raised an eyebrow. "Come on, don't be shy, dear, come closer. I promise I won't bite." I slowly approached him. "What's your name?" "Katy." "What a beautiful name." "I agree", Jungkook added. I realized that his hand was resting on my back, signalling me that I wasn't alone. "Actually... You see, Jacob, there is a whole story behind why she is here now." "Obviously...", Jacob said, "Boy, don't get yourself in trouble. I know you. That's why I see you with your housemaid in my garden. Other people may only see you with a beautiful – and bruised – young lady on your private estate. That's gives of a rather strange impression." "I know", Jungkook again replied. Then he turned to me: "Are you ok with me telling him about your story? Or do you want to tell him?" I shrugged my shoulders: "Go ahead." Jacob listened closely to his friend. After the explanation ended, he was silent for some while. Then he said: "It is a bit risky nonetheless, Jungkook. Nobody could say you did something wrong. For now." He only shortly looked at me, but I got the hint. Before I could speak up though, Jungkook gestured me to be silent and said: "I know what I am doing. I can't just let her alone now. I couldn't forgive myself if I did." Jacob nodded: "And looking at her upset face I am sure she doesn't want you to get in trouble as well." I nodded. "Ok, you do you. I trust in you. But it seems like our lovely Katy doesn't have a clue on how...", he paused, choosing his words carefully, "...how fast you could be recognized." Jungkook looked at me so lovingly that I had to look down. "That's the thing. She's the first one who doesn't see the celebrity in me at first. But just a normal guy who happens to have a bit more money. It's... nice. To say the least."

We continued to talk for quite some time. The stars already were out when Jungkook and I left. Before saying our goodbyes, Jacob said: "I have a better feeling about this now. You both care about each other enough to try avoiding stupid things that could be bad for a certain someone's reputation. And you both also are thinking a lot before acting. That's good. You will be alright, I guess. Anyways – Jungkook will be away quite some time every now and then. So, if you, Katy, feel like talking, don't be shy to come over." I told him I would. Despite my first scepticism I found Jacob to be a deep-thinking, wise and comfortable to be around old man who enjoyed the idyll of his garden a lot. I thought that I really could get used to it. And in the same moment I reminded myself again that this probably wasn't a good thing to do – it couldn't go on like this forever.