Jungkook Short Stories Compilation (Editing)

Hello, Love (sequel to Goodbye, Love)

"I'm doing what?" I hoarsely yell into the phone. My clock shows 5:00 exactly and I'm in a sleep fog after receiving a call from my boss, Trish. "Am I hearing you correctly?"

She just told me that I am interviewing a famous celebrity for a magazine feature. This was a huge deal because it's my first in-depth interview with a high-profile celebrity, whom she has yet to tell me. It will be the most important piece I've ever written thus far in my career.

"Yes, an emergency came up and Bryan can't do the interview now." Bryan is our most senior writer and normally gets assigned all the big profiles. "I know you'll need prep time so I called as soon as I could. You're meeting the artist in six hours."

"What!" I shrieked while jumping out of bed. Any remnants of sleep in my system instantly vanished. A profile like this takes weeks to prepare. It involves research into the person's life in order to ask the best questions. I have less than five hours to get it together. "Oh my god Trish, you're killing me!" I complain even though I know it couldn't be helped.

"Relax, I have full confidence. If anyone can pull this off it's you. So will you do it?"

"Do I have a choice? Only an idiot would pass up this opportunity. I just hope I don't screw this up! So who is it?"

"It's Jeon Jungkook."

Who knew her answer would render me limp? Hearing his name turned my legs into Jell-O causing me to collapse on the floor, mouth agape in shock. I knew this was always a possibility given we both are in the entertainment business. Yet I'm still caught off guard now that it's actually happening.

It's been five years since I left him in that hotel room without saying goodbye. Five years of longing and regret on my part. I thought I wanted a boyfriend who was always present, someone I could see all the time. Jungkook couldn't give me that because he lived so far away from me. I was wrong.

When I had what I thought I wanted, I still couldn't get HIM out of my mind. I dated and eventually found a new boyfriend, Mingyu, who treated me like a queen. After a year of dating we moved in together. Despite that, it wasn't what my heart wanted. It wanted someone on the other side of the world who appeared to be living a happy and content life. There was news of him dating different celebrities. These girls were prettier than me and were desired by a lot of people. Clearly he moved on and it hurt. He was mine once and I stupidly gave it up. It's the worst mistake I've ever made and something I wish I could take back.

Mingyu eventually caught on. He came home and found me crying over Jungkook after seeing photos of him and a mystery girl exiting our favorite restaurant in Busan. It was our favorite place to eat whenever we visited his parents. Seeing him there with someone else broke me because I assumed he brought her home to meet his parents. Did he find someone he wants to spend the rest of his life with besides me? Needless to say, I had to admit to Mingyu that I still had feelings for my ex. He took the news as well as he could. Of course he would because he was a saint. I knew I didn't deserve him. As much as I wanted to love him the way he needed to be loved, I couldn't get Jungkook out of my heart.

"Y/N, did you hear me?" Trish says after a long silence. "Hello? Are you still there? I know he's one of the biggest celebrities in the world but don't be nervous. I've heard only nice things about him."

I'm a professional. I can do this.

"Ok, I'm sure you're right. I have to get ready. Text me details on the meeting."

"Will do." Trish hung up the phone and sighed. She hated lying to Y/N who is like a daughter to her, but she didn't have a choice. Jungkook wanted Y/N to be told about the assignment at the last minute because he feared she would refuse if she knew ahead of time. That's why Trish had to invent the lie about Bryan.