Not Your Fan (JungKook BTS)

Chapter 5

The midnight air greeted the boys as they got out of the vehicle in front of the airport. It was quiet, no one knew about their plans. Jungkook stretched his arms in the air and J-Hope followed him shortly. "It's pretty chilly even though it's May now" RapMonster commented while helping his manager to pull the luggage from the back of the car. V placed his smart phone in front and took a snapshot of the idols before they made their way inside to check in.

The lounge was kind of empty as they waited for the announcement to board the flight. The managers took their seat and BTS looked around, especially Suga. "Oh, Jihye is not here" he said as he looked at the group of stylists that gathered in the corner, chatting away. Jungkook tried to ignore her name but his attention was diverted towards Sugas and began searching for his stylist as well.

"You must have really chased away the gem" Jin stared at the maknae who just rolled his eyes, "Let her be. There is a lot of stylists waiting in line". Everyone chuckled at him and Jungkook sighed, "Why do you guys like her anyways. Can't you tell that she is a sasaeng fan who just want to approach us?" he asked his groupmates who just stared at him blankly.

Jimin groaned at the maknae, "You must be kidding me. Jihye is not a sasaeng and we are not that close with her. I mean we are not even close with our stylists anyways. But I'm sure she just hates your guts" he patted the maknaes head and smiled.

A voice echoed in the lounge since it was time to board the plane and everyone got up with their bags. "Why is Jihye not here yet?" One of the managers asked Mrs.Cho who shook her head with a frown. Suga turned around to his manager , "I don't think she would want to join us after all those happenings in the waiting room".

The plane was soon filled with passengers except for an empty spot next to Mrs.Cho. Just before the silence died down from the members, footsteps was heard and Jimin looked back from his seat and smiled. Ignoring everything, Jungkook closed his eyes and sent himself to dreamland.

Jihye breathed heavily as she gave her air ticket and passport to the counter. It was just few minutes before the counter close, she lifted her baggage to send and smiled before getting her boarding pass and passport back. Her legs took her to the customs and the lounge which was already empty. Pants was only heard in the empty room as she ran to board the plan.

Her head was blank, Jihye bit her lips as she gave her boarding pass and walked in to finally board the plane. The cold air from the plan hit her and it was too late to turn back. The air hostess greeted her with a smile and guided her to her seat halfway. Her legs became heavy as soon as she noticed the brown hair from few seats away. Her heart dropped at his presence and she dragged herself to her seat.

Still taking in heavy breathes from the rush, Mrs. Cho stared at her with wide eyes. "Oh you're here" she smiled widely at her. Jihye looked in front and saw someone peeking at her, it was Jimin. She smiled at him and began fixing her clothes and hair before buckling her seat-belt.

"I thought you wouldn't join us after maknae joked with you" Mrs. Cho whispered and Jihye opened her eyes, turning to give Mrs. Cho her attention. "I didn't want to. But long story short, I was forced to do so" she turned to the front and let out a long sigh.

'Long story short. I was forced' she repeated her words in her head and bit her lips to stop herself from frowning.

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Flashback

"No. I rather not go to any place that has you in it. Everything makes me sick. Even the sight of you makes me want to throw up" Jihye made the last eye contact with Jungkook that she think she will make before grabbing the bag that she threw and stormed off.

'I hate you so much. I hate my job. Why am I always getting humiliated?' tears ran down her cheeks as her memories of the past few days became clear in her head. Jungkook's smirk appeared in her head and she slammed the door before catching a cab to the office.

"I had enough. I don't want to work here anymore" more tears ran down as she begged the CEO to let her go. "Jeon Jungkook is always getting on my nerves, why should I work with someone who does not appreciate my work", her heart ached. She knew she was being dramatic but it was the only way out from this hell.

"Please help me. I can't work with him" she wiped her tears and looked at the CEO in the eyes which only got a cold stare instead.

He smiled at her warmly, "I know what you're upto Jung Jihye" his voice stopped her tears, Jihye stared at him blankly. "You just need to get to know him. Jeon Jungkook likes you, I'm sure he does; our maknae always appreciate his stylists even though he does not show it."

Shaking her head as if to tell him that it was all lies, 'He's a devil'

"I'm not sure if you want to know this secret but I will tell you" he leaned closer to the desk with a small smile. "Bighit entertainment may be small but we got connections everywhere. Once you leave, I doubt you will find another job. Who knows what kind of feedback the company will give when you try to apply to the company" he tilted his head, trying to act innocent and Jihye bit her lips.

"I'm sure you have a flight to catch in two hours. But I want this from you, I want you to be nice to Jungkook. He doesn't have much friends. I know that you bicker with the maknae because you're an anti but I hope that does not stop you from opening up to him." Screams can be heard in her head. Being friends with Jeon Jungkook is something she would never want to do even if she was dying. Even her dead soul will try to kill herself again.

"Maybe when Jungkook wants another stylist then we will let you go on good terms." her eyes became alert from his words and she finally smiled.

He looked at her one last time and gestured her to leave before she miss her flight.

"He does appreciate you. A lot" his voice became smaller as she walked away.

'Friends. I don't know if we can be friends.

We hate each other.

He thinks I'm his sasaeng fan.

I think he sounds like a dying seal'