Finding Myself In Seoul

Hotel Facetime

Juniper's POV

I get back to the hotel room, still in a daze. I feel like what happened tonight was all a dream. Stuff like that does not happen to me. I never win raffles or prizes for anything. To win something, finally, and for it to be a dance and a merch bag from my favorite K-pop group, is on a whole other level. I place all my things on the hotel couch. Do I open everything now? I want to tear everything open so fast. I take out my album BTS signed and run my hand over the cover. I open it to Jin's page and stare at his signature next to his picture. They were all so kind to me. So understanding and sweet. 

Smiling, I close the book and prepare for a shower. I strip off my clothes and place a lavender shower steamer in the bottom of the shower. I climb in and stand there as the water runs over my body. I begin to wash my body and the image of RM pops into my mind. The way he looked at me. The way his hands ran over my arms. The way his fingers grazed my thighs when he placed his jacket on my knees. Warmth begins to spread through my body as thoughts of him run through my mind. I find my hands wandering over the spots he touched me, imagining his hands as mine. I caress my body and start to run my hands over my breasts and down my stomach to my core. 

My mind is lost in the image of the things he could do to me when I hear my phone ringing. I'm yanked out of thoughts when I realize it's the ringtone I picked for Joon. Breathless, I hurry up and finish showering then rush out of the shower. I missed his call by the time I got to my phone. Frustrated, I turn around and begin to head to the bedroom when my phone rings again. Joon wants to facetime me. I hurry to the bed, wrapping my robe tighter around my waist. I prop some pillows up, then answer.

I don't see his face, all I can see is a ceiling. "Um, Hey Joon. Are you there, or did you butt-dial me?"

Rustling sounds come through the speaker and I hear someone clear their throat, "Hmm, no. I am here, Juniper. Sorry, I was taken aback by your beauty for a second."

My faces turn red and I drop the phone on the pillow from embarrassment. After the night I had, and not being able to take care of things in the shower, those kinds of words from him are going to do bad things to me. "Ha, yea sure. I just got out of the shower, so I probably look a whole mess."

Joon's eyes and hair pop into the screen, "AH, common, let me see you. " His words are almost pleading. I roll my eyes and comply and bring my phone back up, sitting up and leaning against the pillow in my lap in the process. "There she is." He's looking through the phone like he is looking into my soul. I wish I could see his whole face, but I'm not going to pry.

"So, how was your night, Joon? I'm sorry I didn't message you much. I had a crazy night at the fan signing." I place my chin in my hand as my mind wanders back to the events of the night.

"Oh?" His eyebrow perks up as he is watching me, "What happened? Tell me everything." I tell him everything that happened. From RM staring at me all night, to how the members were so kind, to the dance I won and the merch bag.

"Oh! I should go through that too. I haven't even opened it yet. I needed a cool down from all the excitement." I absent-mindedly bite my lip at the thought.

His eyes turn a bit lustful as he's watching me, but I'm lost in my thoughts. "Well, maybe he saw something he liked. I know I Do." He winks at me and I blush again, feeling more warmth build in my body.

"Nah, I doubt it. He probably just liked my hair. Or was looking at someone behind me." I move around in bed, placing my phone on the stand next to me propped up on the lamp. I lay on my side and prop my head up on my hand. "Besides, it's not like ill ever see him like that again. I was just one lucky son of a bitch this time around. I can only hope to see him again at the concert, then just admire him from afar like I always have."