Jungkook leaned against the wall, eyes lost in thought as he stared at the city lights below. The memory of that night lingered-her laughter, the way she effortlessly made him feel like they'd known each other forever.
"Hyung, I can't stop thinking...
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Jungkook pov
I pulled on a simple shirt and a shirt over it — one that wouldn't give away my identity too easily, knowing my tattoos would give me away if I wore something too revealing. With a bucket hat and a mask to blend in, I grabbed my phone and stepped out of my room.
I went near the manager's room, but I knew I was late and if I informed him, he would be worried. I saw the hotel manager, and as soon as he saw me, he walked towards me with a concerned expression.
"Mr. Jungkook, is everything alright?" he asked, his concern evident. "Do you need anything?"
I smiled, trying to ease his worry. "Thank you, I'm doing fine. I just need a bit of fresh air. I'm planning to take a walk alone."
The hotel manager hesitated for a moment, his eyes scanning my face. "Are you sure, Mr. Jeon? It's late and..."
"I'm sure," I assured him, cutting him off. "I just want to enjoy the night. It's been a long day."
The manager looked hesitant. "It's quite late, and it's not safe to go out alone. I can arrange for some security to accompany you."
I shook my head gently. "I appreciate the offer, but I really just want to be alone for a bit
He seemed hesitant still, but finally nodded. "Alright. But if you need anything at all, here's my number. Don't hesitate to call." He handed me a small card with his contact information.
"Thank you," I repeated, taking the card. "I will."
The manager smiled warmly. "Congratulations on your performance. You were truly outstanding. It's been a pleasure having you here. Enjoy your walk, and take care. Remember, we're just a call away."
"Thank you," I said sincerely. "I'll definitely keep that in mind. Thanks for everything."
The cool air hit my face as I strolled through the quiet streets of Qatar. The bustling day had given way to a peaceful, starry night. I wanted to enjoy the calm before heading back to Korea. It was my chance to be just Jungkook, without the expectations and eyes that followed me earlier.
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As I wandered through the quiet streets of Qatar, I felt a surprising burst of happiness. The peaceful night was a stark contrast to the high-energy performance earlier, and I was savoring every moment.
As I strolled, the savory aroma of street food caught my attention. Driven by curiosity, I followed the scent until I reached a small food stand. I ordered some local delicacies, keeping the interaction brief and low-key to avoid drawing attention or being recognized.
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With my food in hand, I continued walking. The city lights flickered gently, and the calm of the night made everything feel magical. Passing by a charming café, I noticed a music machine set up outside. The idea of singing was tempting; something about the machine and the serene night made me want to let loose.
As I walked past the café, the music machine outside caught my eye.
I was torn between the urge to sing and the hesitation of being recognized. The idea of singing was appealing, but I was worried that someone might notice me and cause a scene.
I glanced around and saw that there were three people sitting near the machine. I decided to give it some time. I set a timer for seven minutes, thinking that if even one person left, I'd seize the chance to sing. With a hopeful heart, I wandered around the area, trying to pass the time and keep my excitement in check.
As the timer neared its end, I heard its gentle buzz. I hurried back to the café, my heart racing with anticipation. To my delight, the spot near the music machine was now empty. The three people had left!
A burst of joy surged through me. I quickly made my way to the machine, practically skipping with happiness. This was my moment to let loose and enjoy a little bit of freedom in this magical night.
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he looks for the song in the list and when he finally found it he puts it in the machine, then he goes to the microphone and prepares and tries to hide a little by pulling his cap a little more to cover his face
TO BE CONTINUE..
Author's Note
The story has just started, so it might feel a little slow right now, but trust me, after the first 3-4 episodes, you'll be on a whole new ride! 🥰 I hope you enjoyed this episode, and I can't wait to hear what you think! 💕
