One-Way Ticket | Jeon Jungkook

twenty-four

TW: racism, self-harm, bullying, general chaos and Na-ra being a terrible person, oral sex hehe that last one came out of nowhere......but hurt comfort also. fear not my beloveds <3

Also, I'm a little bit insecure about this chapter, but I hope you enjoy it still.

"I still can't believe it." Marina gushed as we slowly walked back to campus after our lunch break in the park. I laughed at her. "It's really fucking insane. Like how often does that happen?"
"Once in a million." I said, smiling with shining eyes under the warm spring sun. A part of me remembered how it was just about a year back since Jungkook and I first met. Back then there had been cherry blossoms everywhere and now they were back once again. If I closed my eyes, I could almost see it before me, how I ran into him and looked up at his tall figure from the ground, petals falling around us like rain.
"You know, Y/n, you broke the first rule of K-pop. You fell in love with your idol." Marina said and nudged my side with her elbow. I rolled my eyes playfully nudged her right back so that she stumbled down the sidewalk.
"Oh no. I have been condemned to the fiery pits of hell." I said in a dry tone with two hands on my heart. "But like on a serious note, I was an extremely lucky fangirl. Imagine running into your bias within your first day in Seoul, and then being invited to the concert. Sounds like something out of a fanfiction to me." I winked at Marina, and she stuck her tongue out in feign of disgust. "Quiet bragging Miss. lucky, okay? We can't all be blessed by some fortunate god like you." She huffed, crossing her arms and holding her chin high and away from me. I smiled and pinched her side to which she yelped loudly. "Well, I really can't help it if I saved the world in my past life." I snickered beneath my hand.
"Oh shut up."

"What happened after I left last night, though? And do please tell in detail!" Marina exclaimed, suddenly clinging to my arm with desperate eyes. Like she needed to know, or she might die. "Well, I-"
"What's sex with him like?! OH, I bet you guys did it after I left!! Is he like a top or bottom because I can weirdly enough totally picture him as both? OH, is he a switch?!" Marina continued rambling, each word growing with intensity and volume. Thank God we were pretty much alone right now, or else people would've looked at us like we were mad.
"Well, I haven't topped him yet, so I wouldn't know." I simply shrugged. I liked teasing her. It was fun. Her eyes widened like saucers, her cheeks reddened, and her hair stop up in electricity. "YAH Y/N! WHAT THE FUCK?!" She cried out, pulling at my poor arm until it practically went numb.
"What? Maybe I should..." I hummed to myself, tapping my chin in wonder to really tick her off. It backfired.
"Oh yeah, as if you don't seem like most virgin little bottom ever."
"HEY!" I pouted and yanked my arm away. "Take that back!"
"That-" she poked my nose. "-just confirmed it."

"But did you last night?"
"Yes."
"Where?"
"What do you mean where?!"
"Like where in the house? It means like a place, for your information."
"I know what where means dumbass! I just thought you were going crazy for a second there."
"Oh shut up and just tell me!"
"Against the wall."
"Wait omg really."
"Yeah. And then on the dinner table."
"The dinner table I ate at?"
"Yeah..."
"You are one nasty girl."
"Shut up."

Marina laughed and smirked cheekily at me. "Oh, come on, Y/n, smile!" My frown deepened and my body slumped over as I cried out. "I can't. It's terrible. My presentation is in half an hour." Marina slung an arm around me to ruffle up my hair as she sincerely looked into my eyes.
"It's going to be fine!" She said. I could almost see my dejected figure shining in the reflection of her brown eyes. "Dae-hyun will be right by your side, and Na-ra too I guess... But don't let that bring you down! I'll be there afterwards, right! And I bet you'll do great; I mean you practiced for how long?"
"3 hours." I mumbled as I felt my nervous levels going off my in my brain and body, already feeling my heart shaken up at bit. As if restless.
"3 hours! See, if you don't have every line engraved in your mind for forever by now, I would very much be surprised." When my sullen expression remained, Marina yanked me up by the shoulders, a hand on each side. Her eyes were wide, and her lips pursed in determination.
"It's going to be fine." She said. "Say it with me."
"Marina seriously?"
"Yes seriously!" She exclaimed, eyes burning into mine. "It's okay and normal to be anxious, but there really is no need. So, say it with me: It's going to be fine." I exhaled sluggishly and after very slow seconds of reluctance, finally caved into her gaze. "It's going to be fine."