Unexpected - Jeon Jungkook

Chapter 15

The numbing chill of your ice pack has your skin tingling as you lay back in your bed with your ankle elevated on one of your pillows. A shiver rakes through your limbs from the cold as you sluggishly tug your duvet over your body, the warmth contrasting with the icy texture. You sigh happily as you lean back, reaching your arms up to fluff the pillow beneath your head.

You feel immensely thankful that most of the pain has subsided since you took some pain relievers and iced your injury, remaining hopeful that you'll be back on your feet in no time. You finally take the time to think back on today's events and how you even ended up in this predicament. You remember your morning run and the sudden oncoming rain before taking a quick trip to the mailbox.

It was then that you remember the manner in which you tried to quickly escape the amenity to avoid running into Jungkook which ultimately led to your demise. If you wouldn't have been so flustered and awkward, you might be spending your evening in a wildly different setting than already being tucked into bed.

You shake your head in exasperation, annoyed with yourself as you think back on if it was really worth it to worry about running into Jungkook. You find that you don't really regret your choices even if they did lead to your injury. While your ankle might be sore, you managed to hold another conversation with Jungkook, one that seemed to help propel your relationship past the reality that you slept together in a moment of frustration.

For the first time this evening, you stop to think about the way Jungkook dropped whatever he was doing to tend to your injured self. With the knowledge that he's a paramedic, it doesn't surprise you that he sprung into action, ready and willing to help one of his neighbors in a time of need. You smile to yourself as you reflect on his character. Jungkook has always been viewed as your annoying ass neighbor. This new information about his career choice helps you view him as more than just a nuisance.

You stretch your arms behind your head to prop them up beneath the pillow as your mind flashes with images of Jungkook in his paramedic uniform, admiring the way it amplifies his built frame. You can't help but dwell on the manner in which his muscles flexed against you as he came to your aid, his persistence to help you to your apartment admirable.

Typically you find yourself arguing with Jungkook, but today offered you a glimpse of a vastly different side of him, one that was caring and attentive, even if it was only for a few moments. You glance over to your bedside table, pulling your arm from beneath your head as you reach for your phone that is currently charging. You fiddle with the wire to make sure it can reach across the length of your bed as you tap the screen, searching your contacts until you find the one Jungkook entered earlier. Your eyes settle on the name.

Asshole.

You roll your eyes as you gently tap your screen, pulling up the information tied to the contact. Your eyes study the digits within the phone number, wondering if he truly gave you his information or if this was another one of his notorious pranks.

You teeter with the idea of calling him, knowing it would be the perfect opportunity to properly thank him for helping you. Your curiosity desperately wants to know if it is genuinely his number, which is why you ultimately tap on the green phone icon, feeling your heart jolt within your chest as you hear it begin to ring.

The suspense causes your heart to flutter loudly as you fidget with a strand of your hair, suddenly feeling nervous as it dawns on you that it could truly be his number. What would you say to him after everything? There isn't much time for you to think until you hear a deep voice answer on the opposite end of the phone. "Hello?"

You freeze for a moment at the confusion in his voice, remembering that he only gave you his number, and not the other way around. "Hey...It's Y/N." You say bashfully as Jungkook's voice instantly softens.