Bucket Hat

Morning after

"Ella.....sweet Eeeeellllaaaa." I wake to the sounds of my little sister singing my name. "Not yet. Still sleeping." I grumble while pulling the comforter over my head. The next thing I feel is a truck landing on my body and wiggling around. "My beautiful sissy, it's time to greet the day.....you better get the hell up to fill me in on what went down with our golden maknae and exactly what time you got back here! Now uuuup!" Kayla rips the comforter down the bed and grabs my arm, pulling me to sit up. I can do nothing but groan and comply. I finally open one lid to Kayla beaming face two inches from my own. "Back up a little Kay! Give me a minute to wake up." She bounces back a bit on the bed but stays bouncing as she's impatiently waiting for me to tell her about my night with Jungkook. "Come ooooon El! I've been awake for almost three hours waiting and letting you sleep. I've been dying here! What time did you get back here anyway?" I rub the sleep from my eyes, then greet my sister with a scowl. "I think it was about 4:30 or something." Her eyes bug out. "WHAT??? 4:30 in the morning?! What did you guys talk about until 4:30 in the fucking morning? How was he even able to stay awake until then after his concert? Or.......did you not do that much 'talking?'" She threw question after question at me, not giving me a second to answer each one. I gasped, grabbed my pillow, and chucked it at her with her smug smirk on her face. "Kayla! We didn't do what you're thinking we did, GOD! Cleanse your filthy mind. We talked." She laughed as she caught the pillow, then hugged it to her body and sat directly in front of me criss crossed and smiling wickedly. "Ok grandma, then tell me....what did you talk about? Is he fluent enough in English or did you have to have a translator? What kind of talking did your lips do? Hm? HM?" I laughed while pulling my hair up into a messy bun. "Well...." Slapping my legs "we talked about everything. And yes, his English is really good. He messed up a few words and phrases, which was adorable, but we were able to speak to each other perfectly by ourselves. He asked where I was from and what it was like in Ohio so I told him all about the oil rigs, corn and soy bean fields, livestock, and flashing streetlights our little part of Ohio had to offer. I told him about my job and he told me about being an idol. About the other members and things like that." Her smile faded into a frown and I could tell what was coming. The Kayla eye roll. "That's really it? You talked about boring crap about podunk Ohio with a gorgeous idol, who just happens to be your bias, until 4:30 in the morning? God, you're even boring with famous people." She threw herself backwards on the bed. I laughed and slapped her leg. "It wasn't boring. We both enjoyed each other." Sitting back up she looks at me wiggling her brows at me. "Did you get a goodnight kiss? A peck at least? Or did he run off stage to give you his hat with his number hidden inside to just find a new pen pal?" I laugh again and apparently the rose in my cheeks gave me away because I didn't have to say a word. Her eyes grew 10 times larger and she covered her mouth. "You did!! You kissed Jeon Jungkook!  Holy fuck El, how was it? Did he kiss as good as millions of women think he does?" I hide my face in my hands and groan. Then I peek up at her through my fingers with a smile so big it hurt my cheeks. "Kay, it was amazing. And not because he's BTS' Jungkook, but because he was such a nice and sweet guy. He was so considerate. Kay, he asked for permission to kiss me....can you believe that? It was the sweetest thing...asking before just going in. I almost couldn't stop him from doing more." Kayla sat back and gave me the stop sign with her hands. "Whoa whoa whoa...back it up a sec. He tried to do more than just kiss you? Did you let him devour you?" I looked away quickly at her accusing eyes. "Spill it El." I sigh and turn back to her. "No he didn't 'devour me,' and yuck at the metaphor. He was very gentle and caring. Ahhh Kay!.....it was like a dream!" I say throwing myself backwards on the bed. "You lucky bitch. I'm so happy for you. Jealous, but happy" she laughs. She then jumps up from the bed swatting my leg. "Come on princess, let's get showered because I'm starving." I nod and stand as she runs to freshen up and dress.

After Kayla closes the bathroom door I reach under my pillow for my phone. I feel the butterflies in my stomach again as I nervously tap the screen to wake my phone up. All I see are a few notifications from social media. Nothing from Jungkook. I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed but it's only 11:30am and he's probably still sleeping. I click on Instagram and start my morning scroll to get the latest updates of my idol groups. After tapping hearts on a few pages I swipe and see Junkgkooks account, and see he had posted 6 hours ago. It was a pic of him sitting on his bed in the same white shirt and black shorts he had on while with me. He was smiling and giving a finger heart. The caption was in English, the first time he's ever written on here in English, and it said 'I had the best night, thank you. Sweet dreams.' I swear my heart skipped a few beats because, I wanted to think this post was sent either for me or about me. Don't be vain Ella, he just finished a concert in the US and has millions of English speaking fans. That post wasn't for you, it was for everyone. I couldn't help but talk some sense into myself. I gave it a heart, closed the app, and put my phone on charge while I got ready.

It was around 4pm when Kayla and I got back to the hotel from lunch and a little sight seeing. "Let's go to the room and relax for a bit, then we can figure out if we want to do anything this evening" Kayla says as we walk to the elevator. I pull my phone from my pocket and look at the empty screen, sigh, and shove it back. I still haven't heard anything from Jungkook. I don't know why I'm so anxious. Did I really expect him to bolt out of bed and text me? Did I really expect him to text me again at all? I shake my head and push the gold button to go up. "El, looking at your phone every two minutes isn't gonna make him call you. Why don't you call him if you want to talk to him?" I throw my hands up, waving them, saying, " No, no, no. I'm not calling him. He's probably busy or maybe he changed his mind and doesn't want to talk to me anymore. Hell I don't know, maybe he was after a one night stand that he didn't get. But you're right, I won't grab my phone to check it anymore." I hook my arms with hers and lay my head on her shoulder. "You're the only company I need anyway." Giggling she kissed my head. "Awe shucks." We're both laughing as the bell dings and the elevator doors pull open. We step inside to find the same man from yesterday inside. He smiles and we do in return and I say, "Hello again." He keeps his smile while nodding and says, "Hello. Miss Ella, correct?" I widen my eyes and raise my brows. How did he know my name? "Um, yes, I'm Ella. How do you know that?" He chuckles and said, "we all know your name ma'am. Im staying on the 10th floor." Realization hits me. He's one of BTS' staff. I nod and nervously chuckle. "Ah, yes. Well, um....." He takes a step toward me and extends his hand. I grab it and shake it. "Mr. Jeon must have been up late because he was still asleep when I went to run errands." He looks at me a little suggestively but keeping his warm smile. "Oh, um, yes. Maybe he was. I hope he's getting plenty of rest and wish him well for me." The bell dings to tell us we've reached our floor. "I'll be sure to let him know you send your greetings. Have a nice day ma'am." "Yes, have a nice day" I stammer out and turn and walk out. Kayla had been unusually quiet throughout the entire encounter. Once we reached our room and shut the door, just as I was expecting, Kayla starts in on me. "Jeez El, you're like a celebrity to the celebrities!" She laughed. "You spend a few hours, in the middle of the night, with one idol and the next day the entire team on that floor knows your name and face! Goals girl." I laugh with her. "Shut up. I didn't see anyone last night except Jungkook and his manager he sent down. That's so weird staff apparently know me though." She plops down on her bed and starts messing with her phone. "They've all probably been briefed to keep an eye on you to see if you'll be a snitch and blab your going on's of last night. Even though we BOTH signed the stupid NDA's." I didn't think of that. Was all the staff told who I was and to watch out for me to see if I'd leak what Jungkook and I did last night, or any information at all about the guys? I mean, I get it, but I still feel a tad offended because I'd never do such a thing. "Maybe Kay, but that's fine. Let them 'check me out' because I'd never tell the public about what we did last night or anything about the group. You're the only one I'd tell and you signed the NDA too, so your lips have to be sealed." I giggled and tapped her lips with my index finger. "Yeah yea-....wait! El, have you been on Instagram today?" She sits up still staring at her phone. "I was for a few minutes earlier, why?" I ask. "Did you happen to see what Jungkook posted a few hours ago? What time did you say you got back to the room, 4:30am?" I knew where she was going with this already. "Yes 4:30 and yes I saw his post. I know what you're probably thinking but don't. It was meant for all his fans." Her eyes lock with mine and she smirks. "Girl, come on! He posted that pic right after you left his room, and his caption is in English. He has never ever written a caption in English on Insta before. Ella, this post was for your eyes to see. It's like a secret message to you. Oooooh, that's so sweet!" It was my turn to roll my eyes but I can't help but laugh. My phone then chimes a message has come in. I grab it so fast I almost drop it causing Kayla to get a good laugh at how stupid I must look. I look at the screen and I see what I've been waiting for all day. A text. From him.