"You've got to be shitting me", I groaned as I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"I am not shitting you", he whispered as he stared at me with his big brown eyes.
"You weren't supposed to answer that", I rolled my eyes as he shrugged his shoulders under the covers.
Soon after, the doorbell rang and he glanced at me.
"Aren't you going to go get that?", I furrowed my eyebrows.
"I-uh...I'm not wearing any clothes", he shyly whispered.
I felt my cheeks burn up and I quickly looked away.
I scanned the floor and saw a white bath robe.
I picked it up and threw it at him avoiding eye contact.
The doorbell rang again.
"Hurry", I told him as I rushed out the door closing it behind me.
I was tempted to open the front door myself, but I can't be seen with Jungkook yet until I have Seijin's permission.
I ran my fingers through the strands of my hair nervously and Jungkook opened the door from his bedroom.
I stepped aside as he made his way to the front door whilst tying the robe.
"Oh-", I heard Jungkook say.
"Yeah you can come in, thank you Jimin", Jungkook spoke from a distance.
"Jimin?! Holy shit", I thought.
I quickly went back in Jungkook's room closing the door after me, but not locking it.
"Fuck fuck fuck, where do I hide?!", I panicked.
I opened the door that led to his walk in closet and quickly closed it.
I can't let Jimin see me, what was Jungkook thinking?!
I sat down and buried my face into my knees.
After a while I heard the door to Jungkook's room open and close.
I heard footsteps approaching me and I froze.
The door to the closet opened and I shot my eyes up causing my jaw to nearly drop from what I saw.
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Y/N, Jungkook's Anti-Fan {bts jungkook fan fiction}
Hayran Kurguy/n is a HUGE fan of Jungkook from bts. She buys all their merch, memorizes all their lyrics, and goes to most of their concerts. One day she meets Jungkook, and he isn't who he says he is...or so she thinks. Will she rebel against him? Will he fall...
