You're Mine, Noona. [BTS - Jungkook]

Korea.

Like scheduled, I returned back to Korea after two days Japan. After two days shooting an uncomfortable CF. After two days with no sleep, because I was restless.

My heart jumped when someone called my name. I turned my head and saw Jackson running towards me and hurdles of reporters following him at the airport. He pulled me into a tight hug and I smiled meekly.

Right. I'm still Jackson's girlfriend here.

From behind my sunglasses, I watched Manager Song move away from us and roll out my luggage to the exit, like how a normal manager would work.

But I knew better. That bastard.

"You missed me, bae?" Jackson asked me with a bright smile. Cameras flashed and everyone gave us an adoring look.

They sure love Jackson's caring nature.

I faked a smile and looked at him through my sunglasses. Thank god, I was wearing it. Or else they would see how much my lack of sleep has affected my eyes.

"A lot. How have you been doing? I'm sure we have a lot to talk about," I smiled, hoping he would notice that I wanted to tell him something but not with those reporters around.

Jackson was good. He understood me and nodded his head shortly before putting a big smile again.

"Aigooo... You must be tired. Let's get you to the hotel first," he told in a loud voice.

The reporters went aside and made way for us to leave. With an arm around my shoulders, he guided me out the airport with people snapping pictures of us.

There we met Manager Song again near a car. He was waiting for us with an unfriendly smile. I eyed him long, before stepping into the car with Jackson.

Reporters swarmed around the car and tried to take pictures of us. Manager Song stepped in at the front and stArted the car. Without saying anything, he abruptly drove us away, not caring about the reporters.

"So, what do you want to tal about?" Jackson asked me. I looked up to him and saw Manager Song watching us with the rear view mirror.
His gaze penetrated me and he had a lazy smirk on his face. "You're dead if you tell anything," he eyed me, but I pretended like I didn't see and just shrugged my shoulders.

I'm not that stupid to talk about it in front of him.

"That I just shot two CF's in Japan." I told him instead. Jackson widened his eyes and gasped.
"Really? Woah, daebak. You have only been there for like two days. Daebak," he muttered and then bent in to kiss my cheek. "Congratulations,"

I smiled weakly and looked back at Manager Song who was now focusing on the way with a big smile. You might shut me up now, but wait until I have arrived at the hotel. I'll make sure you get fired and never get to touch me.

"Don't you have schedules today?" I asked Jackson.
Jackson turned to me and seemed absent. "We had, but our manager cancelled them because of Jaebum." He told me sadly. Suddenly, I remember the news I read on the airplane about them.

"Hasn't Jaebum recovered from his spinal pain, yet?" I asked him.
He shook his head. "No sadly, it has even worsened. He's admitted to the hospital."
I bit my lip and lowered my head. "Oh, I didn't know." I muttered, but Jackson shrugged his shoulders.

"Anyways, how is BTS doing?" I couldn't help but to ask. Jackson looked surprised at me.
"Okay I think? They gained quite some popularity and are thinking of shortening their promotions of Young Forever to do international events." He explained.

"Oh," I muttered. "Their poplarity is really no joke then."

Jackson laughed. "Don't worry, your time will come." He snorted and shook my shoulders lightly.