"You're not marrying Jungkook." Peter yells.
Tears begin to roll down your pale face, you run out of the door, notice that your bike is still in the front garden, begin to ride it and continue beyond the gate.
You hear Jungkook shouting,
"[Y/N] stop!" Jungkook yells.
You don't listen, and carry on cycling.
The sun is setting, as you notice it's 7:20 on your phone. You need to get there quick before it gets too dark.
Why am I so upset? You ask. You feel sick of constantly telling yourself that you've only known Jungkook for a short amount of time.
But you keep asking yourself, why am I caring so much? Why am I crying so much over someone I've just met?
You know one place that you can escape to.
"I wonder if he's in?" You ask yourself.
You eventually reach the house you've been searching for, and dismount from your bike, leaving it on the front lawn.
It's quite a large modern house. Crystal white, with large blue tinted windows, flat roof and a marble path which leads to the front of the house, in which you have to climb up three steps to reach the front door.
You hold your hand back, and hesitate.
You then knock a few times. And wait...
Until you hear footsteps, then the door opens.
Which you find one of your closest friends... Chanyeol. Previously from EXO, but he decided to split from the group, and move to your town, around 4 years ago, so he wasn't in the group for long.
But somehow, no one knows that he lives there, apart from you...
"Hey [Y/N] what's up? Long time no see." He smiles.
He notices the redness under your eyes, and that tears are still running down your face.
You lean forward and hug him.
"Woah! Come in, what's wrong?"
You enter the house, and you're welcomed by a large entrance. A large room containing a grand set of stairs which lead to the first floor, a majestic chandelier in the centre of the room, with crystals hanging from it. They reflect rainbows of light onto the ceiling.
"Chanyeol. I don't know what to do." You cry.
He leads you to his living room, and sits you down on the couch, handing you a packet of tissues.
You pull one out, and dry your eyes.
He sits next to you.
"What's happened?" He asks.
You eventually start to talks despite yourself still whimpering and sniffling.
"Well. Bangtan came here." You whimper.
"What? Really? Are they here now?" He asks.
"They're currently at my house arguing." You reply.
Chanyeol sits confused.
"What is BTS doing at your house?" He asks. "Start from the beginning. What's happened?"
"Yesterday they arrived at my doorstep, and Jungkook claimed to have an arranged marriage with me because of my father, or something before he died. If I agreed I'd have to go to Korea with them, and live there. Last night, while I was sleeping, Namjoon and Taehyung were in my bedroom, as there wasn't enough room for them all to sleep in the lounge, Namjoon tried to do it with me, and I didn't want him to. Leading to Jungkook finding out, punching him. My brother finding out, trying to kick them out. And my brother telling me I can't move to Korea and I can't marry Jungkook." You explain. "I don't know what to do."
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(EDITING) Baby under lock and key「Jungkook x Reader」
FanfictionStatus: Complete (UNDER EDITING) Imagine this. You're a 15 year old fangirl, who's currently at school, you're getting great grades, you have amazing friends. Your home-life is smooth. But... there's only one thing that you actually care about. Tha...