Jungkook fell in love too easily, and he knew it too. However, that didn't stop him from doing it so often. Because of this, his heart was often broken as well.
"Again?" Jungkook's best friend, Jimin, groaned while watching Jungkook sulk on the couch of their shared apartment. Jungkook didn't respond for he was too engrossed with the TV. "You know it's not on, right?"
"She broke up with me," Jungkook murmured almost inaudibly.
"You guys weren't even dating," Jimin sighed. Jungkook sniffled, his eyes tearing up again. "I'm sorry. Hey, how about we go out?"
"I don't swing that way."
"Oh my—" Jimin facepalmed and grabbed Jungkook's arm to pull him up. "We're going to a club."
"She liked dancing," Jungkook sighed, his body going limp to avoid leaving his position.
"Okay, okay, let's go." Jimin luckily dragged Jungkook off the couch and into the bathroom, "Please freshen up."
Jungkook stumbled into the room and stopped in front of the mirror. Wow, I really do look terrible. He splashed water onto his face and ran a hand through his hair, "I can do this."
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"Any minute now!" Jimin knocked on the bathroom door for the umpteenth time. "Come on, man, you've been in there for half an—" Jungkook swung open the door.
"I'm ready," he said confidently.
"Nice," Jimin grinned and slapped his friend on the back. "Let's go!"
Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at their favorite club.
"Thanks," Jimin called out to their cab driver before exiting. He turned to Jungkook, "You ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," Jungkook took a deep breath and walked into the club.
It was loud and dark in there, which was normal for any club in Seoul. Jungkook looked behind him to see that Jimin had already disappeared into the crowd on the dance floor.
Suddenly feeling discouraged, Jungkook strolled over to the bar. He took a seat and held a finger up. The bartender took his order and began to fix a drink up.
"Rough day?" Someone next to him asked.
He turned to look at the stranger and was immediately flabbergasted. She had beautiful, silky hair and eyes that shone bright in the dark room. Yep, it's happening again.
"Y-yeah," he gulped loudly and quickly looked away.
She laughed, "Same here."
"What happened? If you don't mind me asking..." Jungkook took a sip of his drink that had just arrived.
"Well, I just got laid off. Nothing new, though, so I guess it's okay." She sighed and continued to stir her drink with the straw in it. "How about you?"
"Dumped," Jungkook looked up to meet her kind gaze.
"Aw, I'm sorry to hear that." She reached out to pat his hand in comfort.
"Thanks," he smiled for the first time that night.
"My pleasure," she smiled back, dimples appearing on both sides of her cheeks.
That was all it took for Jungkook to fall head over heels with the girl he just met. "What's your name?"
"Y/N," her smile never faltered.
Jungkook's heart sped up, "Listen, Y/N, wanna get outta here?"
"I don't know...I'm not supposed to follow strangers." She looked away shyly.
"I'm Jungkook," he held his hand out for Y/N to shake. She gladly took his hand. "Still strangers?"
"We'll see," she laughed, "Where are you planning on taking me?"
"Wherever you want, Dimples," he headed towards the exit.
"Dimples?" She questioned the nickname as they left the building.
He looked back at her to see her smiling again, "Yeah, 'cause you have dimples. Man, you can kill someone with dimples like those."
"Thanks?" She laughed, which was music to Jungkook's ears. "Guess they should be illegal, huh?"
"Most definitely. Guess I could call you illegirl," Jungkook joked, his hand tightening around hers.
She squeezed his hand back before laughing sarcastically, "You're very clever."
"Thanks! And you're very pretty." Jungkook winked slyly at Y/N.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, Coconut Head."
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Hope you guys enjoyed! Stay tuned for more imagines! Also, picture not mine. Found on tumblr.
