I am standing at the entrance door of the cafe, leaning against the wall, there are three steps that need to be climbed down to reach the parking area.
"Drive safe, Sir", I said before he got into the car.
I am not sure which part of my sentence offended him, he glared at me and instead of getting into the car, he turned around and with long strides started approaching me.
I couldn't move from where I am, I got startled when, "don't ever call me sir, I am just a year older to you", he said with low, deep raspy voice before placing his right hand on the wall on which I am leaning against and he is standing in front of me with his eyes, staring straight into mine, maintaining a healthy distance between us.
I am dead will be an understatement. I couldn't say anything but just nod with my head hung low trying to avoid eye contact.
"Words, princess", he said with his voice more low and deep, slightly lowering his head down to see my reaction and this made me raise my head and meet his piercing gaze.
My soul left my body.
"O-okay Jungkookshi, I-I won't call you S-sir anymore", I said trying not to collapse as his gaze is making my knees go weak and I am not sure my heart is still beating or not.
"It's Jungkook for you", he said, removing his right hand from the wall and placing his two hands in his pants pockets with a proud smile on his face.
This made me realise that he is messing with me and he observed the changes in my expressions, "I really liked your reaction, I am an international playboy for a reason", he said while walking towards his car and without giving a glance he got into it and drove off.
"Oh man, holy shit", I said and sat on the steps, taking my knees towards my chest, I placed my head on my knees and then I said to no one, "I hate him."
JUNGKOOK'S POV:
"I think my words and actions affect her a lot. In this way, I can have fun every time, confessing everything and she thinks I am just teasing her or messing with her", I said to myself laughing my heart out.
"What about your feelings? You can deceive her but you can't lie to yourself right? How long do you think this can continue? What if this gets more deep and at the end both of you get hurt", my inner voice made me realise the reality, this made me lost in the thoughts, until I reached my parents' house in Busan.
"Wow, these are really delicious", mom and dad said in unison, pointing to the mandarins which were brought by me, gesturing to me to taste them.
"Daebak!", I almost screamed with the taste of the same mandarins, my eyes became wide which made my parents happy.
"Kookie, you bought them in Seoul? These are organic and very rare to find, I can say this from the taste", mom asked me out of curiosity as it's not the mandarin season and it's quite difficult to find them even in a countryside place.
"My friend gave me mom, when I told her that I was coming here she immediately offered them, the way she asked I couldn't reject, even respond too, I had to take them", I said with heart eyes and with a smile which are clearly noticed by mom.
"She? You have friends and that too a girl uhh? I think there is some progress in your personal life", mom said with an eye wink at me, slightly pushing her arm towards me which made me smile more.
"Actually I met her accidentally and I think I became friends with her now. I am not sure whether she thinks of me as her friend or just as an idol.
I hurt her a lot because of a misunderstanding, but she is really an amazing woman.
I met her twice coincidentally before today and she offered these delicious mandarins to me.
She is a doctor, a very hardworking woman and most importantly she is my fan and kinda pretty", I said with a more broad smile and couldn't stop talking about her to mom.
"Ohh wow, but Kookie, why does it seem like you are not going to be friends with her anymore? Whatever it's going to be, like I always say, follow your heart. Be happy today and don't worry about tomorrow.
Whatever the decision we take we always end up regretting it, but we should try to make a decision which makes us less regretful in the future because that made you happy at least for a while", she said patting my shoulder, which made my thoughts clear and I immediately shook my head and hugged her tightly.
JUNGKOOK'S POV ends.
"Misoo-a, I am home", I said and let out a sigh which didn't go unnoticed by Misoo.
"What are you doing here? How come you came this early? You didn't even get a chance to have lunch with him?
Have you both met each other or not? Did he hurt you without listening to you again? Shall I just smack his head? Oh no, Tae will not hesitate to kill me if I do something to his Kookie", Misoo said like a rap which annoyed me more.
"Stop shouting like a stupid. I may become deaf right at this moment. I met him, he came to the cafe, he didn't make me wait for him. He said sorry and thanks but his behaviour? I am not sure he is confusing me.
What can we even expect from an international playboy? Everything he does makes every girl fall for him. He is very down to earth and moreover I am not able to handle his flirty side.
When he was about to leave, he literally gave me a heart attack. I won't tell you the details because I can't tolerate your teasing but I can say he surely had fun teasing me", I said, shrugging off all the thoughts which are clouded in my mind.
"Today is his parents' wedding anniversary, so he couldn't have lunch with me and left for Busan. He said we will definitely meet for lunch next time", I said looking at Misoo with empty eyes and she can fill the right emotion in them.
"You are falling for him again right? Well, it happens for every fangirl. He is too good to be true.
For now, just listen to me Hyejin-a, don't think about anything and let him take control, anyways you can't do anything now. Let's see how far this goes.
You said today will be your first and last meeting. Look at you, being all flustered with his behaviour, not being sure about your own thoughts and you have to meet him again.
So, let it be like this and don't give much space about what's going to happen. Focus on the present", Misoo assured me and gave me a tight smile which implies she is worried about me but trying to not show it.
"Fine then you want me to go with the flow right? Let's do that. When can I get this chance? I will also show my talent in flirting, from what I feel he didn't experience the flirt back behaviour of any army, if he does he will run away.
No playboy can compete with the Army", I said with a smirk which made Misoo laugh and she patted my shoulder mouthing 'That's my girl'.
As it's the weekend, we went shopping, after a long time we got a chance to have a drink. We couldn't drink much to get wasted as it's Monday tomorrow and trust me, it's going to be hectic on Monday in the hospital. I hate Mondays.
"Shall I text him whether he reached safely to his parents' house or not? I couldn't text him earlier as he must be busy.
Where would he be now? Seoul? Busan? Seoul? Busan? Seo-", I was cut off by Misoo before I could decide something.
I am sober enough to make decisions on my own as Misoo didn't let me drink more than 2 shots of Soju because I have a very low alcohol tolerance.
"Stop chanting, you bitch! You are making me sober, if you don't want to get kicked out of this room, stop thinking and text him already ", Misoo screamed which made me flinch and I accidentally pressed the call button to the person to whom I was scratching my head to text or not and I know I am going to regret it tomorrow in the morning.
I am smashing the call end button to cut the call but fate isn't on my side, touch is not working. He lifted the call after a few rings which surprised me as I thought he would screen my call.
"Yeboseyo", Jungkook said before clearing his throat and then I realised I don't know what to talk about now, as my mind went completely blank.
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He Was Never Mine [JJK X Reader] 💜
FanfictionJeon Jungkook, the golden maknae of BTS has to meet one of the ARMY in a concert which lead to a misunderstanding and then the idol and his fan have to meet again and again. What happens if they find out that there is something more than admiration...