Amnesia (BTS's Jungkook Fanfiction)

- Amnesia 5 -

The next morning I woke up from a knock at the door. "Now what could it be?", I asked myself. Half awake I stumbled to the door and opened. Of course, Jungkook was standing in front of it. He laughed when he saw me. I looked at him sulking: "What?" He still smiled. I realized I couldn't be mad at him. At least not when he was organizing my uncontrollable hair with such a smile. "Probably I would forgive him almost everything", I thought. "Sorry", he said, "seems like I woke you up. It's just... I got you this." He held up something and I needed a moment to recognize it. But then I suddenly felt fully awake. I understood what he was thinking. "A... Bikini...", I said. His smile grew bigger: "Now. What other excuse you have left for not going swimming with me?" "Why are you so persistent?", I asked instead. He shrugged his shoulders: "Don't know. Just thought you might like it." I sighed, took the bikini out of his hands and with a last questioning look at him, I asked: "And where did you get it? What if it doesn't fit me?" "I just guessed about the size. But we won't find out until you try it on." I rolled my eyes and headed towards the bathroom. I could hear his triumphal "Yes!" behind me when I closed the door.

I looked into the mirror. I had to admit – he guessed my size perfectly. I told myself to ask him about why he would have known it so well... Now I turned in front of the mirror. It looked good. I looked good. The bikini was dark blue just like my eyes and emphasized them beautifully. I tied the top around my neck and at my back. It also had straps that drew like an X over where my stomach was. Finally, some lace was decorating the bottom line of the bikini top. The bottoms were not as conspicuous. They had fake ties on the sides but that was it. All in all, it just looked like a bikini I would have bought by myself. "Not only the size", I thought, "also the style is perfect." He must have paid way more attention to me than I thought. "So?", I heard him asking from beyond the door. "Persuaded!", I replied and put on my clothes over the bikini. When I got out of the bathroom, he looked at me expecting. I raised my eyebrows: "What?" "Why the effort with putting on your clothes again?" This damn mischievous smile again... "Told you I am not that easy to be swayed... Train your patience ..." I walked past him and turned around: "You're coming now?" He shook his head a bit confused but followed instantly.

"By the way...", I began on our way to the lake, "what should I think about you guessing my size just right?" I looked at him questioning but also somehow amused. He didn't even seem any shy at all when he said: "Some people are just good at it." "Mhmm... And you are one of them?" "Think of it however you want to...", he said without looking at me.

We reached the lake and I found the downside to this idea. I normally felt pretty sure about my looks. But compared to a guy like him...? I suddenly felt shyer than I thought. Contemplating if it was too late to drop out, I stood there while Jungkook already took off his shirt. He looked at me and I told myself: "If he can be that confident, why shouldn't I as well? It's not like I have to impress him" – although I knew I somehow wished I would. But I still felt shy, so I looked at him and commanded: "Turn around, and don't you dare look!" A bit taken aback he did so. But while turning around he murmured: "As if you would need to be shy about a thing." I finally gathered up my courage and took off my shirt and pants. Suddenly I felt like teasing him a bit more. Silently I already walked towards the lake and entered it. It was refreshing indeed – the hot summer air caused me to sleep bad today but now I felt alive, nonetheless. "How long can that take?", I heard Jungkook ask wondering. "Already waiting", I smiled. He turned back. When he saw me already standing waist-deep in the water he put on a sulking expression: "Hey!" I laughed and lured him to come over. "Watch out, young lady", he smiled. As soon as he started to approach me I started to swim away and it took him quite while to reach me but when he caught me, he held me tightly and laughed: "Don't you dare just leave me standing like this again." I laughed along, ignoring my crazily fast beating heart. His hands on my bare skin, my back against his chest – I still wonder how I didn't pass out immediately. "Promised!", I said and he let me go after some more seconds. "Good." We joked around while swimming back to the shore. When we got out of the water he suddenly stopped and looked at me. When I realized it I blushed and looked away. "It really looks good on you. Better than I thought.", he said. "Thank you", I said flustered. "Now I get your reaction when you saw me after swimming", he continued, "I must look almost as good as you." I could literally hear him smiling. "Oh You!", I pointed at him jokingly. But I couldn't come up with a good following sentence. So I just shrugged my shoulders, laughed and took his arm that he offered me already. We picked up our clothes and set off to go back to the house.

On our way we crossed the flowerbed that somehow got my project from the second day on. Jungkook stopped and took a look at it. "Every day", he said, "I stop here and look at it. You really made it so pretty." By now I made a border around it using stones and structured it a bit. I poured my heart and soul into it, enjoying the work quite much. And now he stood there telling me this. I realized that he appreciated it even more than I thought. Somehow moved by this I moved a bit closer to him and now laid both my hands on his arm. Then I said: "A beautiful man deserves a beautiful garden I guess." I meant it and he seemingly understood. He smiled and put his hand on mine. Like this we stood for some time and looked at the flowerbed. Various plants bloomed by now but the one in the middle stood out. It was a camellia shrub with deep red, rose-like flowers between the lush leaves. I liked these the most out of all the others. Jungkook bent forward, picked one of the camellia flowers and put it behind my ear. "And a beautiful lady deserves beautiful flowers", he said and looked at me. I blushed and lowered my eyes. Ten seconds or so passed until he cleared his throat and broke the silence again: "Ok then... Let's go get some breakfast, shall we? I'm starving." I nodded and we headed back to the house.

From then on, he often came over and picked me up for the morning swimming and every day we stood in front of the flowerbed. Sometimes we wouldn't talk at all, sometimes he asked me about some plants and sometimes I just would explain what I had planned or did lately here.