"Five-six-seven-eight," Sungdeuk, the choreographer's yell echoed through the hall as he counted down the steps for the new choreography, Namjoon, Yoongi and Jin, following his lead slowly.
Jungkook walked to the large glass window panting, wiping the sweat off his neck and temples with a small towel. His thumbs moved quickly as he dropped several excited texts for Y/N to come see him upstairs. He stared at the screen for a minute, hoping for the messages to be read immediately, and pouted when they weren't.
He looked out the window with a content sigh – unlike popular opinion, he loved such overcast days with a pleasant dusty blue ambient light filtering through the clouds. It reminded him of days when he would itch to go out and play in the rain, roll in the flooding grass, kick a ball around, splash in a puddle, until he was unrecognizably coated in mud. After so many years, that child inside him was still alive, his heart still tickling at the sight of rain, his toes still tapping impatiently to sink in the sludge and his tongue still thirsting to eat the droplets as they fell from the sky.
The pitter-patter was beginning now, the drops tapping against the glass window and sliding down the face of the building. Jungkook looked down at the trees below him, swaying wildly with the wind, almost as excited as his insides to be bathed in the showers. He saw the last of the few people scramble indoors from the car parking that was visible from his vantage point. How he wished he could be outside like them, and if he were, he would rather prance outside instead of hurrying indoors.
A lone white figure emerged from one of the exits of the building, walking slowly, almost unbothered, or unaware of the rain. He giggled at the person as they continued to cross the parking slowly, letting it soak them completely, happy to see someone live out his longing. When suddenly and all at once, the person paused, looked up at the sky, looked back down and collapsed to the floor in a bundle. He could now tell that it was a woman, by the way her hair fanned out over her head on the ground where she lay motionless, her face turned up towards the sky and her feet pulled in to touch her hip.
"Damn, someone just fainted!" Jungkook exclaimed, at first intending to run out to find a security staff who could go outside to help her.
"Wait a minute," he cried, as his shoes squeaked to a stop mid-sprint. "Is that Y/N?" he yelled as he returned to the window and squinted through the misty blur on the glass. Once his suspicion had been confirmed, he was out the door instantly.
"Y/N," he screamed on the top of his lungs, leaping towards her as he ran outside. He dropped to his knees near her, without regard for his cream sweatpants and pulled Y/N's head over his lap.
Yunjun and two other guards had run outside with him, two of whom were now holding umbrellas over him and Y/N, while Yunjun stood facing the outside of the little circle, on a lookout.
"No- no- nooooo," Y/N whimpered, her eyeballs moving rapidly under her closed lids. "Please! Plea- please! No-nooo!"
"It's okay," Jungkook choked out, "It's okay baby, you're okay," as he rocked her back and forth, pressing his lips to the top of her head.
"Please no! No, please-plea-please no!" Y/N continued to squirm, her head shaking from one side to the other while her entire body stiffened and folded in on itself. "I beg you, please!"
A tear spilled from Jungkook's eyes and rolled down the bridge of his nose before it dripped onto Y/N's cheek. He wiped it away hurriedly, as he did her own tears smeared across her face. He dabbed at the sweat lining her hairline, and then rose up from his knees to lift her off the ground.
"This way," Yunjun directed them towards a back door where they would garner minimum attention on themselves.
In a lounge near the reception inside, which the guards quickly closed off for entry, Jungkook lowered himself on a couch, with Y/N still cradled in his arms gently. Towels were brought in, as were space heaters to warm Y/N up and a doctor was called on Jungkook's request. When there was nothing else that they could do to help, Yunjun instructed everyone to step out and leave the two alone in the room.
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Still With You | JK ff
FanfictionWhat would you do if you bumped into BTS Jungkook by accident and he kissed you to escape some saesang fans? Y/N had been hurt too severely in the past to believe that she could be loved. How could one, when she couldn't even love herself? All she w...
