The bus pulled away and your heart sank. You looked down at your bandaged hand and you felt tears filling your eyes. You felt your phone vibrating in your pocket. It was your mom. It was already 11:18 and you never called her. "Mom. The concert ran a little longer than I thought." You lied. "Oh honey it's okay. Did you have a good time?" You cleared your throat. "Oh yeah. It was great." "Are you okay y/n? You sound a little upset." All you could think about was Jungkook. What was he trying to tell you? "I'm fine. I'm just tired and hungry." The conversation went on for a little longer and you said your goodbyes.
You put your phone in your back pocket and began walking down the side walk. You lifted your sleeve up to your nose and inhaled the scent again. You replayed that moment over and over again trying to read his lips. What was he saying? You were so angry at yourself that you couldn't hear him. Your stomach growled. You were so hungry. You hadn't eaten anything since 4 hours before the concert. You walked down the street looking for somewhere to eat but nothing looked appetizing. The city was filled with so many lights. You always wanted to live in a big city.
You passed in front of a little Korean restaurant and the smell of food pulled you in. The little restaurant was packed all the way to the 4 walls. There weren't any seats available. A little Korean lady approached you with a welcome. "There is room upstairs. Is that okay?" You nodded. You just wanted to eat. The smells made your mouth water as you followed the woman up the stairs. The upper room was filled with laughter. You entered the room which wasn't as crowded as the one downstairs. You sat down at a table and asked for a water to start. You took out your phone and began scrolling through twitter. BTS posted a group photo captioned 'thank you'. You smiled at the picture of Jungkook. He looked so happy.
The laughter in the room became louder. The laughs sounded familiar. "OMO Jungkookie!" You immediately looked up from your phone. "Jungkookie?" It was coming from across the room. You stood up. There they were in the far corner. Of course they came to a Korean restaurant for supper. Jungkook was sitting in the middle of the table with Jimin and Taehyung on each side. You knew it was Jimin's laugh you heard. There were 2 security guards around the table. Should you approach him? What if the security guards think you're a threat or some crazy fangirl?
You slowly walked toward the table. You were about 7 feet away when another security guard stopped you. He didn't say anything but he wouldn't let you get any closer. "Jungkook!" You called out his name without thinking. How embarrassing. They all looked in your direction but Jungkook was too focused on eating to pay attention. "Ohh Jungkookie!" Jimin nudged him with his elbow. Jungkook took one more bite then lifted his head. "Oh!" he smiled and stood up. He nodded which must of been code to the security guards that it was okay, because they both stepped back. He looked back at the other members and they all nodded their heads, except for Jin who had already went back to eating. Jungkook stepped away from the table and motioned you to follow him.
He took you out back which was lit with 2 street lights, one which kept flickering on and off. Jungkook kicked an empty can that was laying on the ground but then picked it up and threw it in the large trash can. "I like your shirt. Where'd you get it?" You laughed. "I thought Jin was the only one with bad jokes." That made Jungkook blush. He walked over to you. He looked cold, he was wearing a short sleeve shirt and there was still a breeze in the air. He took your hand to see if you still had it bandaged. "You must have had a pretty good doctor." You looked at him and smiled. "What did you want to tell me?"
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