She Was The One || Jungkook Fan Fiction ||

5

I spoke too soon again.

"I knew this would happen. Hey, dickhead, where are you? I can't see a thing"

"I'm here stupid. Just let me get my phone and turn the flashlight on"

"Damn it" he cursed

"Why? What's wrong?" I asked panicking but no one answered "Dickhead, where are you? J-jungkook where the heck are you? Why aren't you answering?" My lips quivered. Suddenly I felt something going up my legs which sent me yelling the shit out of my lungs and yeeted whatever it was. When I heard groaning, I immediately fished my phone from my pocket and turned my own flashlight on. I saw Jungkook, hands over his mouth and his expression was in pain. Well I guess I kicked him— oh wait, I did kick him. Instead of feeling sorry, I started to burst myself in laughter until I had to wipe away the tears that already came out of my eyes. "Oh my! I'm so sorry. Did that hurt?" I asked mockingly. Crouching down to his level to see him glaring at me.

"Why did you kick that hard, you twit!" He raged I finally took notice of his lips. It was swollen and bleeding. Shit, I did kicked him too hard.

"Hold on dickhead, it ain't my fault you got yourself bleeding. If you didn't scare me, I would have never kicked you straight in the face!" I bickered, slapping his arm as hard as I can. Just to add a little more pain onto his body.

"You didn't have to kick me!"

"You didn't have to scare me!"

Silence took over as we both sat down on the elevator floor, with both of our arms crossed and both looking away from each other, frowning.

"Fine, sorry" we said at the same time

"Why did you have to do that anyway?" I quickly interfered, looking straight at him

"I thought it was my phone"

"So your phone can climb up now?!"

"Seriously, I thought it was t-the wall!"

"You need literal help with lying, Jeon" I scoffed and rolled my eyes, which he probably wouldn't be able to see because of the darkness surrounding us right now.

"Call someone to help us" He said and I checked my phone but there wasn't any signal.

First we're partners, second we have to sleep in one room, third only one bed, fourth we're stuck in an elevator.

Couldn't be better!

"I have no signal here"

"What kind of phone do you have? Must be fake" I badly wanted to rub my latest version of iPhone onto his arrogant face, but on second thought, I didn't want any of his germs on my precious belonging. "Just shut up and try it with your phone"

"Battery is dead" he said looking embarrassed

"You're rich but can't afford to buy a power bank" and I knew he definitely rolled his eyes

"Just scream for help then" he suggested

"That ain't gonna work dickhead. They won't hear us from here"

"Well we'll just have to wait then" he gave up and we remained silent, sitting down inside this dark elevator with just the light from my phone

I looked at him and his lips were still bleeding. I took my handkerchief and handed it to him. With a confused look on his face, he was contemplating to accept my offer and not know what was the purpose of my doing. I sighed and was the one who wiped the blood from his lips. He flinched because of how I 'purposely' jabbed it onto the wound.

"What the fuck did you do that for, brat?" he complained while hissing. He grabbed the handkerchief from me and dabbed it on his lips himself.

"Sucks for you for scaring me—Hey, what about we play twenty-one question?" I suddenly blurted out since I was getting pretty bored

"Sure. Whatever."

"Ok, you go first."

"What's your favorite color?"

"Black but I like all the colors" I answered and he nodded

"Have you ever gotten into a serious relationship?" I asked

"Yeah. What makes you think I haven't?" He scoffed

"Because you're you." I shrugged earning yet again another eye roll from him. Maybe he's finally trying to find a brain back there.

"How about you, have you experienced being in a relationship?"

"Yeah" I answered and sudden uninvited waves of nostalgic feelings washed through me. I tried to hold my tears, but my eyes betreyed me and a tear slipped. I don't even know why I'm crying. It's not like he means a lot to me anymore.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked but I didn't answer. For once I saw such emotions I have never seen before on his face. I never knew he was capable of feeling anxious? Pity? Sad? "You can tell me anything, you can trust me"

"My enemy? Trust? Very funny, Jeon" I sarcastically let out a laugh and wiped away the liquid that cascaded down my cheeks.

"I can keep secrets very well. Just trust me and you'll feel much better if you have someone to listen to all your thoughts. Although we're still not in good terms. But at least let it out. Maybe I can use it against you someday."

"You really are a jerk!"

"I'm kidding! And even if we do hate each other, I would never use something so personal against you. I'm not that kind of person. Just let it out when you feel like it. I'm not forcing you anyway."

I inhale deeply and a few seconds after I decided to rant my heart out. "He was my first love. I thought he was my first and last but I guess fate wasn't there to approve our relationship. I loved him so much, much more than you could ever imagine. But we were caught up with studies and we had to focus, that's why we didn't get to see each other very often. Eight months was the longest period of time that we both didn't see each other, It was all because of school. Each day it felt like our love was slowly fading until he said that he was leaving for America to continue his studies there. We both got distant after that and I couldn't take it anymore so that's when our path split. But it's been three years since that happened. I'm fine..." finally letting the words— and also my tears out. I saw him looking at me the same way he did when he saw me slipping a tear earlier. I had to cover my face with my hands because I felt so embarrassed to know that he saw me looking so helpless.

"It's ok. You can let everything out" he rubbed my back and suddenly pulled me into a hug. That was quite uncalled and shocking but nevertheless I couldn't move and just let his warmth take over me.

Enemies. Sure.

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A/N: Who do you think is Jiyeon's Ex? 🤔
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