The Only One || Jungkook

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Y/n stared at the well crafted ceiling, concentrating on all the details from the lamp after her eyesight was able to focus after a few seconds. She woke up suddenly, in the middle of a deep breath, forcing her body to turn on her back as she tried to find a way to get rid of the pressure she suddenly felt on her chest. Her muscles completely relaxed when she was aware of where she was.

Sneaking her arms out of the blanket, she was finally aware of it. She only brought the pillow with her, but she had to admit she was able to sleep better thanks to being covered from the cold. She guessed Jungkook might've brought it before going back to his room, either when he went to check on her or maybe when he went for a glass of water in the middle of the night.

Closing her eyes again, she took a deep breath. There was no point in worrying any longer, she was safe again.

Peace and silence got interrupted by a cracked scream as soon as she stepped out of the couch, resting her feet against something chubby. Startled, and taken by surprise by it, she lost control of her own body and fell over Jungkook's body -who got her as soon as she landed on his chest. That fall worked as a dimmer for her body, feeling the pain on every single one of her bruises at once.

Soon there was nothing to be heard, except of their gasps and whimpers by that clumsy accident.

—Are you okay? —he made sure to ask.

—Yeah —she nodded—. What are you doing here? Imagine if I had stepped on your head instead...

—Don't act like it isn't something you want to do —he scoffed.

And maybe Jungkook was right. She certainly would've stepped on him weeks ago, even being aware that he was sleeping on the ground. But, in that exact moment, after everything that happened, it didn't even cross her mind. She was feeling guilty for not checking out first, but that guilt didn't take long to disappear either. Her mind was getting filled with him, his proximity, his fresh scent invading your nostrils, the shiny ring on his pink lips...

She for sure wanted to do something, and stepping on him was the last thing on that list.

—Maybe you're right —she nodded—. But I'd want to be conscious of what I'm doing, at least. This was an accident... unfortunately —she raised her eyebrow playfully.

—I'll let you step on me as many times you want to if that makes you happy.

That sentence, mixed with the look he was giving her and the new low his voices reached, made all of the hairs in her body rise with excitement.

—Be careful of what you wish.

Still chuckling at her own comment, Y/n tried to get up from the floor, pushing the weight of her body on her arms. A sudden stitch on her elbow made her lose her balance for one brief second, getting Jungkook to sit on his knees fast to make sure she wouldn't fall again.

—Are you okay?

Still holding her elbow, Y/n nodded. She had been through worse, and her body has been in worse conditions than that. She for sure would be able to get through it with no problems. She also was able to recognize the pain in her arm. Everything that happened those weeks, and that fall a few minutes before, contributed to what she usually called "Common pain". It wasn't broken, and she doubted it was a sprain either. It wasn't something that couldn't heal by itself after some rest and ice.

—Yeah —she nodded again—. It just hurts a little bit —she admitted, holding her elbow with the opposite hand.

—Maybe I should call Joonwoo, and get you some medical tests.

—I'm okay —she cackled—. Trust me. It just needs time.

—If it keeps hurting you after a few days, I'll get your ass to the doctor's, like it or not.