Angela and I stood in front of the big banner, the one she had made in the name of the homecoming committee.
"It's... not bad?" I supplied. It was a little bit bland.
"I know. Lauren picked the colors. It's hideous," she wrinkled her nose. "But I do have to hand it to her – a Sadie Hawkin prom is great."
Senior prom had not been on my radar until Angela asked for help. At this point, I was unofficially a member of the school newspaper and the homecoming committee. If you asked me, I would say that Angela had tricked me into it but really, I was having fun running around doing small, trivial things.
Besides, I was the official key to Fork's swim team.
"How's the Jacob situation going?" Angela asked.
"He apologized, but it's still a little ...iffy."
"That's... good?" she shrugged. "I don't know, Bells. He's 16. I think he's acting 16."
I went with her explanation as it was easier than just saying that I may be very close to unlocking another level of mythical creature. I was slowly going through the book of mythological beings – vampires, spirits, now werewolves? I was waiting on a witch, at least that was semi-cooler than the others.
Really it was too much.
A year ago, I was highly against a prom and was ready to leave town even without the whole being haunted by a vampire thing. I was walking around a braced leg and Edward had been my date. Now, I was still hunted by a vampire. I was supposed to go down to the reservation again. Jacob had told the pack via telekinesis – what a concept – what I had told them. He told me over the phone that one of them got mad, but as I had figured it out myself it was cool to Sam. I was allowed to come down to his fiancée's place for a meeting on what they should do against Victoria.
Jacob hadn't felt easy letting me go in the state I was in, but after having a near-on breakdown and having to call Dr. Min for an emergency, I was cool.
I guess.
Dr. Min had warned me of the anniversary effect yesterday afternoon. That the day of the "incident" will be a hard day for me. That day was going to be the day of the prom.
For the first time, I had been aware of my surroundings while sitting in Dr. Min's office. There was a picture of his graduation from university right next to his diploma...
From Yonsei university in 1987.
The graduation picture showed a group of friends. I couldn't read what was at the bottom, but as I scanned the group, I recognized Dr. Min. He was still young, his hair fully black and his hair in a bowl cut. Next to him stood a man who was an entire foot taller than him. With shock, I recognized his face and the man next to him as well.
Did he know? Did Dr. Min know about the supernatural? He never gave an indication, Why would he when he had other things to worry about when it came to his patients?
But as I sat there, Dr. Min looked at me expectantly as I told him about my week and why I was there without reason.
I was going to get out with it and if he knew nothing then he's going to have a field day.
"I'm here today, because... because I was faced with one of my triggers."
I told him about the day I got hunted by James. The football game, leaving Charlie and Forks. The guilt I felt. I told him about the pain I felt. I was hopeless, weak.
And he just sat there, listening. He didn't write anything down, he took it in.
"How did you know I knew?" was the first thing Dr. Min said. He had taken off his glasses and poured me another cup of brown rice tea.
"The Yonsei graduation picture," I said. "It's the year Jin said they left for the USA. I... I took a wild guess. You all seem to be one big unit even when separated."
"You are absolutely right," Dr. Min nodded. "But I do admit that I didn't even know that was the cause of your nightmares. I knew something was there, but that's it.""So, I'm not going crazy, am I? It's really all happening."
"It's a lot to take in," he sipped his tea. "I didn't believe them for a long time. There is only one thing I can tell you: only take it as much as you can. If it's too much, step away."
"But how can I?" I exasperated. "How can I when I am a bait?""Normality, Bella, is the one thing that will get you through this," Dr. Min looked apologetic. "Go and be a teenager. That's what I can tell you. It's not as terrible as you think it is."
I needed a date to prom and there was only one person I would want to ask, but I wasn't sure if I should. Jungkook already had a lot of offers from other girls, but I didn't know if he had said yes to anyone. He had dodged the answer to the question when I last asked.
Angela had said I could go alone and still have fun with our friends. Before today I wasn't sure if I wanted to go, but the probability that I was going to die was a little high in these trying times.
After biology, I stopped Jungkook from leaving by tugging on his sleeve. I wanted to tell him all the stuff that had happened in the past 48 hours, how much I wanted to scream. But I didn't want to speak about the supernatural. I would tell him after I'd spoken with the wolves, but just for once, I wanted the bliss of being a teenager. I didn't want to be the one who took care of everyone, I didn't want an instant death threat over my head. It was weird when I thought about it – why ask out a fox spirit if you're tired of the supernatural?
Perhaps it was the humanity of his family that allowed me to feel safe. Perhaps it was that there was a possibility that Jungkook could be human if he wanted to. I only saw him as I perceived him and to me, Jeon Jungkook was a stressed 18-year-old high school student with a raw meat problem.
"So, prom," I started. I felt the heat rising to my face. It felt weird for me to ask someone out, even though I had suggested to Angela a year ago that she should ask out Ben to the prom. There were no rules, at least back then. Now though, it was specifically a Sadie Hawkin prom which meant that I for once had to listen to my own advice.
Choose what and who I want.
The people in the room had already cleared out, everyone was hungry for lunch. We were alone, but I could still hear the students outside.
"I haven't said yes to anyone," he said quickly. "If that's what you wanted to know."
"That's good because I was going to ask you if you wanted to go... with me, "I clarified. "As a date."
"When you say date," he elaborated. "Do you mean date to the prom so that you have someone or ...more than just a date to prom?" His voice raised up a little bit towards the end.
"If you want it to be romantic," I didn't want to rush him. There had been a couple of close calls, accident brush of hands. I remembered the day we listened to the music and how much I had just wanted to throw caution to the wind. I wasn't sure if I would be over Edward. He had been my first love, after all, and he still showed up sporadically in my dangerous situations. But now that Dr. Min proved himself to be a therapist even in folklore situations, I was open to discussing that more.
"I like you a little bit more than I should and I want to give it a shot," I admitted. "Even if you will be my second mythological creature of a boyfriend."
"You know," there was a twinkle in his eyes. "I've had better prom proposals. Someone even serenaded me and gave me a basket of muffins."
I stood up close to him. I needed to get up on my toes to look him directly in the eye.
"If you will let me kiss your stupid face, Jeon – will you go to prom and also go out with me?"
"Yes and yes."
His lips were soft and warm. It was the exact opposite of kissing Edward. Edward had been careful and cold, as though he was afraid he would break me. Jungkook's lips were soft and warm. It was chaste at first, but for the second, longer one he had pulled me closer against him by snaking an arm around my waist. I dropped my books in surprise and when it hit the floor and essentially hit my foot, I had to hiss from the pain.
He giggled and apologized as he left the last kiss on my cheek before we picked them up and left for the cafeteria.
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It Wasn't Meant To Be, A TwilightxBTS Crack!Fic
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