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auditions

auditions: noun
an interview for a role or job as a singer, actor, dancer, or musician, consisting of a practical demonstration of the candidate's suitability and skill.

8:30 am

Like fish in a pond, thoughts swivelled around in my head.

Last night, Jungkook was... Spectacular. When the evening came to an end he dropped me home.

Sitting in his car, in front of my apartment, he twiddled his thumbs.

'What's wrong?'

'I've just... I've been thinking about what you told me... About your dad...?'

'I don't want to talk about it. Thank you for dropping me home.'

'But, Rose, I'm worried.'

I cupped Jungkook's face and placed a kiss on his cheek.

'Calm down. I'll see you tomorrow.'

He stared into my eyes with an unreadable expression.

'Okay. Good luck for tomorrow.', he said, holding my hand.

'Oh, don't remind me.', I rolled my eyes.

'The new assistant's kind of hot though!', he said with a cheeky grin.

I hit him in the chest. He didn't even flinch.

'I'm kidding.', he said and pulled me close.

'I don't like her.', I said with my head resting on his chest.

'You've met her before?'

'No. I don't know. She might seem familiar? I just have a bad feeling about her.'

Jungkook started playing with my hair gently.

'Speaking of girls we don't like, who was with you at the jazz club earlier?

'Oh, um, a friend.'

Why am I blushing?

'She didn't seem like a friend...'

'She isn't- um. I promise we don't... You know- But! We just met... And... Oh God.', I buried my face in my hands.

How do I even explain Jada to him?

Jungkook laughed loudly at me. Smiling adorably as he looked down at me.

'The auditions are getting to you. Now get inside before I have to carry you.'

Peeking up at him, I said,

'That wouldn't be so bad...'

And he did. Jungkook carried me to my door, into my house, waited for me to shower and tucked me into bed.