My Hero : Jungkook

Chapter 2

My eyes widened and my mouth fell open. I blinked repeatedly in disbelief. It couldn't be possible. In front of me, stood seven men. Seven of the most beautiful men I had ever seen. Seven Korean men. Jin and JHope, applying each others makeup, RM, tying his shoes, Suga, scrolling through his phone, V dancing in the corner, Jimin, putting on a shirt, and Jungkook, who just had to have no shirt at all.

I recognized the faces one by one... Jin, J-Hope, RM, Suga, Jimin, V, and Jungkook. Suddenly, I remembered the notification from my phone earlier. Could it really be that late?

They all stared back at me with confused, surprised, and annoyed expressions. Glaring, Jin started to speak, "Get ou-"

"You can't hide forever..." A cackling sound emerged from near outside the door. I glanced quickly around at all of the angered faces surrounding me. Breathing in deeply, I told myself to focus on what really mattered here. As much as I wanted to stay and fangirl over BTS, I needed to escape. I looked up, and in my most sincere voice I explained, " Please, help me. I- I need to hide. I'll leave right after..."

Unimpressed, RM stood up and pointed to the door, "We don't need anymore fans trying to sneak into the dressing rooms."

"But..."

"I'm sorry, but I think you have to leave. We are quite busy at the moment," Jimin interrupted, sympathetically.

I looked around frantically. None of them understood that I actually needed to hide. I panicked, as Suga walked over to me, and pushed me towards the door.

"Wait."

I took one last hopeful glance over my shoulder, as Suga let go of me.

"She looks to be honest. Let's hear her out. I'm curious." Jungkook said, looking intensely at me. He tilted his head and squinted slightly, "How about this. If you can tell us why your here, we can hide you for a few minutes."

I nodded enthusiastically, and I opened my mouth to explain. "Well...I-I..." I stuttered, unsure. Talking to my bias, in real life, topless, was one thing, and, well, talking about an abusive ex about to hurt you is just another.

"You can leave then," Jungkook sighed, looking slightly disappointed.

"No! W-wait..." I hurriedly explained, " I ran into a abusive ex...he's been following me...and I think he wants to hurt me..." I took a deep breath in and looked at the ground, afraid of their reactions. What if they refused? What would I do?

"Come here," I looked up suddenly as Jungkook beckoned for me to come over. "You can sit back here."

I shyly walked over, acutely aware of all the members eyes following me. I sat in a corner, behind a counter, where he was pointing. I looked up at them, uncertainly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come here...I was just running and..."

"It's no problem," Jimin smiled and waved from the other side of the room. I smiled back, nervously.

Jungkook looked down at me, and explained, "You can just stay here, okay. Don't make a sound."

Glancing up, confused, I nodded while avoiding eye contact. All the members attitudes had mysteriously switched from annoyed to sweet and sympathetic extremely quickly.

"I've got you now, Slut." I cringed at the sound of his voice and hugged my knees to my chest. V gave me a reassuring look, and I focused on the door as the knob turned. Everyone faced the door, and I felt myself shudder in dismay as it slowly creaked open. I held my breath, attempting to be quiet. I felt my heartbeat accelerating, and I heard it loud and clear. I felt as if the whole world could hear it. I just prayed that he wouldn't.

"Where-" His expression went from malicious to confused the second he stepped in the room.

"Get out!" Jimin yelled, attempting to contain his anger, while pointing to the exit.

"Actually, I'm looking for someone. Maybe you guys could let me know if you've seen her anywhere? Long, black hair, blue eyes? About this ta-"

I shrunk back against the wall as I saw Jungkook push through the rest of the members to come to the front of the crowd. I watched as I saw him stare threateningly at him and raise his voice, "Leave now, or else."

"Psh, or else what?" He mocked them, carelessly, "Hey aren't you that stupid Korean boy band my ex liked? Your music sucks, to be honest. I don't know why she was so obsessed with you. You're all trash."

My eyes snapped open unexpectedly. That was the second time today he had called someone I cared about "trash". I stood up, forgetting Jungkook's orders, and opened my mouth to speak, loud and clear, "YOUR TRASH!"

I pressed my hand to my mouth, shocked by what had come out of my own mouth. I felt a surge of terror as my eyes met with his. I glanced at BTS apologetically, as they all looked at me, with a expression that just said "really?"

Smiling, he started to speak. "Ah! There she is! Hey guys, i'm sorry about earlier. I never really listened to your music, that's all. I have a offer for you. If you want, I might let you join me. I suggest we play with this girl a little bit..." He said in a heartless voice, giving me a creepy smirk, making me shiver uncomfortably.

BTS faced him now, staring at him, disbelievingly. Slowly, Jungkook smiled at him. I tried to step back, in dismay. Were they going to turn on me? Hitting my back against the wall, I looked at the sides of their heads, silently begging them to not change their minds.

"Not a chance."

I jumped as Jungkook's fist flew towards his face. I squeezed my eyes tight, not wanting to see blood.

"I suggest, that you leave, before something bad happens to you." He warned, aggressively. I opened my eyes, uneasily, after hearing the door slam shut. Looking around awkwardly, I tried to think of things to say. Sighing, Jungkook propped himself up, putting his arm on the door.

"You okay?" He asked, looking at me over his shoulder. I nodded, flustered.

"그녀가 지금 떠나야 할까?" (Should she leave now?) JHope turned to the rest of the group, and asked them in Korean. I smiled slightly, to myself, despite the harshness of the situation. They just assumed I didn't know Korean. Little did they know, I had taught myself for the last 5 years...

"나는 그렇게 생각하지 않는다..." (I don't think so...) Jimin responded.

I smiled, and let out a long overdue sigh of relief. I felt like it was too early to leave, I hadn't even allowed myself to focus on the fact that BTS was in front of me yet...

"그래, 그 남자가 아직 거기에 있을지도 몰라," (yes, the man might still be there.) V pointed to the door, which my ex had walked out of.

"그녀는 매우 어색하고 무서운 경험을했습니다," (She's just had a very awkward and scary experience) Jungkook continued, "우리는 상황을 어색하게 만들고있다." (We are making things awkward) He explained, then looked back at me.

"You can stay here, through the concert if you want to," Jungkook offered.

"If your not comfortable, we can walk you back to your car," Suga added.

I smiled internally, proud that I understood what they were saying. I wasn't really about to tell them that I wasn't rich, and that I didn't even have a car, so I just answered, "I would feel better staying here, for a while, if that's okay with you guys."

I looked up, making eye contact for the first time. I blinked is surprise as i locked eyes with Jungkook. He smiled slightly, then looked at the wall. My heart skipped a beat, but I calmed myself down, quickly. He doesn't like you. He's a hot, famous, talented Kpop idol, who met you five minutes ago. Chill

(Sorry this part was really short 😂)