Mistakes? (Jeon Jungkook x Reader)

Mistakes?

"Can you pick me up?" Jungkook's familiar soft voice asked me.

I blinked at the ceiling as I adjusted the phone on my ear.

"Please (Y/N), I really need this favor." He pleaded.

SERIOUSLY?! The first thing he says on calling me after 6 months is to pick him up? At 2 o'clock in the morning? What. The. Fudge.

I groaned as I rubbed my eyes.

"Are you coming, (Y/N)?" He asked with a ray of hope in his voice.

I let out a sigh as I was no longer asleep.

"Do you ever leave me with a choice?" I said, groggily. "Text me the address."

"Really? You are coming? Thank you so much. (Y/N) !!" Jungkook said cheerfully.

"Hm. See you in a bit." I replied as I wore my hoodie and took my car keys.

~***~

20 minutes later, I found myself pulling up in front of a club with music blaring loud enough to deafen people living 7 streets away.

To be honest, a part of me hated to bend. It didn't want to help Jungkook. But, as usual, I ignored that part of me and followed my instincts. F you, Instincts.

I parked the car and texted Jungkook, asking him to come out. I killed the engine and stared at the steering wheel.

Seriously, though, why was I the one always doing things for him? I was not the one who stopped talking. I was not the one who gave up on our friendship after being famous... I wasn't the one who forgot.

A knock on the window brought me out of my thoughts. I gave him a small nod and started the engine. Jungkook entered the car and buckled himself up. He knew how much I hated it when people won't wear seatbelts.

"Thanks, (Y/N). I appreciate it." Jungkook said, softly.

"Mhm. I know." I said as I looked behind to see if there was any car there. The drive way was clear. I pulled out from the parking lot.

"What about the rest?" I asked as I drove down the main road. The only thing that was good about driving late night was no traffic.

"Well, Manager and Moni-hyung will go back to the dorm once they wake up V-hyung. Others are enjoying themselves at the club until then." Jungkook replied with a chuckle.

"Enjoyed a lot, didn't you?" I asked as I took a left turn.

"Yeah. I did. Now, I gotta go to the dorm and clear it up. Or else, V-hyung will throw huge tantrums when he will get back." He stifled a yawn.

"Well... It took me 20 minutes to find the stupid club. But I can get you back at dorm in 10. 'kay?" I stated as I ran a hand through my hair.

"Thank you for helping, (Y/N)." Jungkook said.

He was always polite. No matter what happened. Maybe that is why I couldn't stay mad at him for long time. Maybe that's why I always came back to him.

Maybe that's why I fell hard for him.

5 minutes down the road, I heard a soft snore. I turned to see Jungkook sleeping with his head against the window. His black hair messily covered his forehead and his lips formed a pout. He looked so innocent. He looked like the boy whom I mistook for a girl 16 years back.

A myriad of emotions and a cluster of memories burdened my head.

I knew Jungkook from the time we were toddlers. I named him Kookie as I thought he was a girl when I first met him. After that day, we were like two inseparable peas in a pod. We did everything together, from dancing to studies.