Knock Knock: Jungkook One-Shot

KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.

You startle awake to three short raps at your door, pulling you from the dream you were just having. You roll over in bed and pull your phone off of your night stand to check the time, cringing when the bright light assaults your eyes. 2:26 in the morning. You roll back over, throw an arm over your eyes, and sigh. Who the hell would be knocking on your door at 2:26 in the morning. It's probably just some stupid, drunk, frat boy who forgot his key..and apparently his dorm number as well. You put your phone back on the night stand and close your eyes again sincerely hoping that if you fall asleep fast enough, you can fall back into the dream you were rudely interrupted from finishing.

KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.

Three more knocks, a little louder than the first grouping and obviously not an accidental frat boy knock. Someone was trying to get your attention. "Uggghhh whhaatttttttt?" you mumble as you drag yourself from your bed. The air around you is so cold you have to take a breath before you plop your bare feet onto the cold wood floor. Still in your pajamas, hair an absolute mess, you sleepily make your way over to the door looking through the peephole before starting to unlock it. It's the police. Why are the police knocking on my door at 2:30 in the morning you think to yourself as you throw the deadbolt into the unlocked position and slowly crack the door just enough for your face to fit through.

"Hello." you say, the word small and covered with sleep. "Can I help you?"

You stifle out a small yawn and blink the sleep from your eyes, finally focusing them for the first time on the person standing in front of you. You know him. He's in your chem class and is such a stupid dork, and you couldn't help but start to fall for him. He's especially stupid when he hangs out with his crazy hyperactive friend (who you suspect has serious ADHD but that is not the point). The point is, he has no idea that you even exist, so why is he at your freaking door?!

""Excuse me, but did you-" he breaks off mid sentence as he looks at you for the first time. "Shit. Uhhh...I think I have the wrong room." Your heart falls. Of course he has the wrong room. Why would a guy as attractive as he is come to see me on purpose. You stare at him waiting for any other information wishing you could just crawl back in bed and never think about this moment ever again. "Who are you looking for?" you say in a mildly annoyed voice. He just stares at you for a moment, a little longer than would be considered normal, squinting his eyes to properly see your face through the darkness. He clears his throat and asks, "I know you, don't I?"

"We have chem together on Tuesdays and Thursdays." you shrug nonchalantly trying to make it seem like you don't know exactly who he is.

"Ah! That's right. You're the really shy one that sits in the back and doesn't really talk much." he says. You blush immediately and start to back away. He catches himself in his error and adds quickly "not that that's a bad thing! I've seen you around before. You're actually...really, really pretty." You blush even harder and mumble out a short "thanks" before trying to hide your face from his gaze. He sticks out his right hand and politely says "I'm Jungkook."

"Y/N." you mutter as you stick out your hand to shake his. His hand is warm and soft against yours but he has a firm grip. It feels nice on your chilly skin. You look up into his eyes again and see something hidden there, but you're too tired and too embarrassed to question it further. "So.......why are you in a police uniform? If you don't mind me asking."

"Oh. Yeah right. I forgot about that. Uh.. it's kinda a long story but it has to do with my best friend Taehyung and.." he trails off and you give him an understanding nod. "I feel like that's all I need to know for this to make sense." you smile. He gives a short chuckle and smiles. "Yeah that sounds about right." he laughs as he looks down toward his perfectly shined shoes. He looks back to your eyes and there's a moment of silence between the two of you. You can feel a little bit of tension in the air around you but you're not sure if it is a result of you just being the awkward person that you normally are, or if it is a result of something else.