Wish (Jung Hoseok)

Twenty Seven

The sound of pink converse soles smacking against the sidewalks of Seoul echoed across the dark alleyways and streets. Riley was growing more and more out of breath, but all she could think of was Hoseok.

She couldn't wait to see his reaction when he saw her for the first time since Hyunwoo took her back.

Riley wanted to just grow a pair of the strongest wings and be there in a flap or two, but she was burdened with both no wings, and the shortest legs possible.

Suddenly, Riley ended up crashing into some man, who felt like he had many rocks just hidden in the pocket in his shirt.

Come to find out, it was a cop.

Riley grew nervous, worried the officer would think she was running from something.

He only stared at her, a brow raised.

Wait a damn minute. Riley squinted and grew furious.

And out of breath.

"It's you! You're the guy that took my car!" Riley accused.

The officer laughed. "Actually I just told you we took your car, I had nothing to do with that."

"Well thanks to you it's 9:00, pitch black, and completely utterly fucking freezing. So either you give me a lift to my friends house or I file a harassment complaint!"

"That's illegal." Was all the officer said.

At least he was speaking Korean to her now, instead of treating the girl like some foreigner like before.

"Okay fine but I'll haunt you forever if I die from an asthma attack."

"Damn it you just had to say that. Get in." He mumbled, opening the door.

I guess I should've led with that.

-
Somewhere in Seoul
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Jungkook threw open the door to the dorms, practically crashing on the couch once they set foot in the warm, welcoming house.

Sarah wasted no time heading for the showers, feeling awfully dirty after learning her and Jungkook walked the streets of Seoul overnight.

She was just thankful they didn't do anything too stupid. Well, kind of.

Sarah was disappointed nothing happened, but glad it didn't happen while they were drunk.

Jungkook seemed interested in her, but Sarah couldn't decide if he was just flirting or actually serious.
After all, he was an idol. A KPop idol.

He could have anyone, so to her, why would Jungkook just pick her from an old photo with Riley?

for the simple fact that he liked her smile, or her clothes?

The only reason she knew this was because he actually told her. Otherwise, Sarah just thought Jungkook was bored in Korea, looking for a new friend to talk to once Riley took interest in Hoseok.

Yeah, she remembered some things.

Jungkook struggled to get in the bed, Sarah tried her best to help.
The entire time, Jungkook rambled,
"Sarah~! Do you know why Riley gave you my number? Because I thought you had the prettiest smile I've ever seen! You have a really nice sense of style, do you know that? I like how you matched that shirt that one time-" then he passed out.

Sarah remembered it as soon as she woke up that morning, but wouldn't ever tell him. After all, he was Jeon Jungkook. A kpop idol.

He'd be humiliated, and Sarah decided her smooth friendship with Jungkook was much more valuable to her than the humiliation of telling him his drunken mistake.

-

Jungkook's eyes fluttered open when a door clicked open. It appeared like he was sleeping, when really he was peeking through his dark lashes at the girl he'd been so confused about for the past week.

He couldn't figure out if it was infatuation or actual romantic feelings, and the last thing he wanted to do was jump into things with the girl.

Then again, those feelings Sarah gave him when she was just being herself quite literally answered his own questions.

Sarah was wearing a hoodie she'd found in Jungkook's room; one with a big BTS logo on the back and the Love Yourself heart on the front.

She looked amazing in it, her wet hair against her shoulders, already curly as it dried in the warm, fire lit living room.

Jungkook sat up, a yawn escaping his lips.

Sarah jumped. "Jeez, Kookie! I could've been naked!"

Jungkook only smirked. "What a shame"

She flushed almost the same shade as her hair. "That was uncalled for-"

SLAM

Sarah and Jungkook jumped, eyes wide as they turned to the front door. Riley, hair drenched in sweat, face red, clothes torn, stood with the most determination she'd ever had on her face.

Sarah stood from beside Jungkook, going to greet her exhausted friend, but was stopped when suddenly,

"WHERE IS HE"