Lost Stars

Chapter Four

You stood there quietly, shocked by the revelation. Jungkook remained still beside you and you sort of wanted him to react so that you didn't have to answer Taehyung's question.

"Uh... Y/N?"

You blinked and glanced to your left where Jungkook stood, but to your surprise, he was still and staring at his hyung with a gaze you couldn't comprehend. That's when you realized that it was Taehyung who had called you by your real name.

You looked at the blonde boy quite stupidly then blinked, "Sorry, I--"

"Is it okay if I called you Y/N?" He asked, his face looking shy.

"Yeah, of course." You said as you got over the slight shock. Jungkook clenched his hand into fists, feeling something stirring in his gut. He didn't want to seem possessive but he didn't like idea of somebody else calling you by your real name from his group.

Especially Taehyung.

"So uh... Did you get it?" Taehyung asked, his eyes bright and hopeful.

Your gaze softened at his shy disposition and you couldn't help but smile back. "Yes I did. Thank you. They were beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you." He grinned and you blushed at the compliment. Jungkook rolled his eyes inwardly and he wanted to punch something--or someone. He couldn't believe that his hyung was flirting with you right in front of him.

Well he doesn't know anything, he thought.

Yet.

"So I was wondering," Taehyung trailed as he rubbed his nape shyly. "I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go out?"

"You mean like on a date?" You asked and you felt Jungkook shift though you didn't dare look at him.

Taehyung's eyes widened a bit at your response. "It doesn't have to be a date!" He said in a rush and you almost chuckled at how cutely he had defended himself. "Just--" he shrugged. "A hang out."

Jungkook was going to suggest that he'd come along too since it's just a "hang out" but before he could even, you had already answered. "Oh sure. I'd love to."

WHAT?!

Jungkook glanced at you, though he tried to keep the incredulous expression from his face as not to let Taehyung notice.

"Jinja?! You will?!" Taehyung asked excitedly. The happiness was so contagious that you couldn't help but chuckle. "Yeah. I'd love to."

As the words came out of your mouth, you knew you meant them. Taehyung seemed really nice and genuine that you couldn't help but like him. Plus, he was really cute and you wouldn't mind being asked on a date by someone like him--

A girl suddenly tapped him on the shoulder and motioned for him to come with her before leaving in a rush. Taehyung looked back at you with an apologetic gaze. "Sorry, I have to go. They have to put the mic on me."

"Oh okay."

"Can I call you? Later?" He asked with a smile and you felt your heart increase its pace at the gaze he threw your way. You reached out your hand and Taehyung handed you his phone as you saved in yours.

The moment it saved, Jungkook bit his lip to keep himself from saying something that might offend you--or his hyung.

"Thanks." Taehyung said before taking a step back and giving you a small wave. "I'll see you soon."

You waved back and smiled, feeling happy about the interaction. You smiled even wider as you watched him go, seeing the slight skip to his step. He's so sweet, you thought.

"I thought you were busy."

You snapped from your trance and looked at Jungkook who was staring down at you with a displeased expression on his face. "What?"

"I thought you didn't have time for," He nodded at Taehyung's direction. "Hang outs."


"I don't--"

He scoffed and your eyes widened at his rudeness, wondering why on earth he was being like this. "Jungkook--"

"I have to go." He sighed as glanced at you. "Have fun on your date."

Before you could respond, he had already walked away, leaving you confused and a little hurt though you had no idea why you would feel that way when there's obviously nothing between the two of you anymore...

Right?

~~~

Jungkook practiced vigorously at the studio the night after, his body sweating through his shirt and his hair wet like he had just gotten out of the shower.

"Hey, Jungkook." Their choreographer called as he peeked into the room. Practice has ended half an hour ago but Jungkook decided to stay and practice some more; saying that he had to review some steps.

Steps which he had perfected a long time ago. "Yeah?" He asked, stopping in the middle of the routine.

"Take a break. Go home." He said and Jungkook pressed his lips together before giving him a curt nod. Their choreographer gave him a small smile before leaving and he sighed, sitting himself on the floor with his back leaning against the mirrored wall.

He thought about what happened yesterday. Thought about their performance, Taehyung's confession, you...

Mostly about you.

Jungkook ran a hand over his face and groaned, frustrated with himself.

"Yah. You alright there Jungkookie?"

Jungkook tried to keep the scowl from showing on his face when he heard the familiar deep voice of his hyung. Taehyung strode in, already showered and wearing a white cotton sweater and was giving him a concerned gaze which Jungkook tried to ignore. He knew he meant well, but after what happened today, he just couldn't seem to care. "Fine." He muttered.

"Something wrong?" He asked and Jungkook shook his head.

"Aren't you going to get cleaned up already? We're about to leave--"

"Then leave." He spat, making Taehyung jump slightly at his sharp retort. "I still have to practice a while."

Taehyung sighed as he took a step back and let their youngest member do what he wanted to do, muttering something about how puberty is making him seem like he was on his period.

When Taehyung left, Jungkook waited for several minutes, making sure that his hyung's had indeed left before taking a quick shower then running off into the night, towards the one place he knew would make him feel better.

~~~

You sighed as you placed your foot on the stool, letting your pencil tap on the body of your guitar, thinking of the next line to the song you were currently writing.

You've been sitting there for almost three hours now, just letting yourself be immersed in your music. A piano stood beside you where layers of music sheets rested upon it, words splayed over in blank ink.

Strumming your guitar to the chord progression you had made a while ago, you looked at the music sheet in front of you and started to sing.

Please don't see just a girl caught up in dreams and fantasies
Please see me, reaching out for someone I can't see

You closed your eyes, letting your thoughts wander. Letting your heart sing the lyrics for you.

Take my hand, let's see where we wake up tomorrow
Best laid plans, sometimes are just a one night stand