The biggest mistake a K-pop idol can make is fall for a fan.
And yet... here you are.
What if, out of the millions who screamed their names, wore their merch, memorized their lyrics-you were the one he couldn't forget?
You were just another girl in...
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"Aren't you pretty famous?" She teases as Jungkook gently places her on the bed and picks up her suitcase at her request. A small smile playing on his lips, "And what about it?" He replies, unzips the bag for her and opens it with ease. The pain killer resting at the very top.
"You aren't allowed to be this sexy," She murmurs with a smile, popping the painkiller open and slipping off her shoes, socks. Jungkook leaning casually against the dresser table laughing.
"And you, is being clumsy always your thing?" He asks, half joking as he watches her, her nose scrunched up, playfully, "Not at all. Didn't you notice? It was a little strategy to get you to carry me?"
A genuine laugh throbs through Jungkook's chest. But when he watches the state of her feet, his expression turns a little serious, more tender, as he sees her spray her feet with a little pained expression on her face.
Two soft knocks interrupt the moment, and both look up to find Suzy and Yumi standing at the door with concern on their faces. "Can we come in?" Yumi asks.
"Of course." She calls them in and Jungkook moves aside taking a seat back at the dressing table as the girls sit at the bed with her.
"Do you want some help with that?" Suzy offers, reaching for the spray. The girl hands it over gratefully. Thanks her for her help.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Yumi ever so soft spoken asks, watching Suzy helping her out, worry etched in her tone. The girl thins her lips, "just bad luck."
"If I'm not wrong we don't know your name, do we?" Suzy questions, curious and the girl realizes, gapes, "My bad, I'm Ivy."
"Ivy?" Yumi confirms and she nods, looks up at Jungkook who's just listening to their conversation, "Your turn." Ivy points at him and he's amazed. "You don't know my name?"
She shrugs. "Not until you tell us."
He's struck. Didn't know girls who didn't know them were chosen for this show. Kinda makes him a little sad but comfortable. At least they will see him for him. No standards or judgments.
"Jungkook." He says and they all nod trying their best to remember his name. Yumi introducing herself next and Suzy next. He politely engages with them in the conversation as a pair of footsteps coming in distracts them.
"Hey, um—we got another guest." Jimin calls for everyone. "If you're done we gotta go downstairs—" he glances at the girl, "Hope you're alright?" And she nods, shows her thumbs up, "As perfect as ever." And tries to get off the bed. As Jungkook stands up straight ready to help her.
"I'm good, you should go." Ivy suggests Jungkook, "Will be a little tortoise, but I'll make it for sure." A little hesitant, Jungkook debates wether he should leave it be or just help her but looking at how she just wants to do this on her own now he accepts it.
