My Hero : Jungkook

Chapter 4

My eyes fluttered open, sluggishly. I stared up, at the starry-filled sky, serenely. I closed my eyes again, enjoying the feeling of someone's fingers, running through my hair gently. I heard laughing and friendly conversation.
"She must of been tired." Jimin laughed.
"Who's Victoria?" Jungkook asked
"What?"
"I'm getting texts from someone named Victoria, on my business phone."
"What does it say?" Jimin asked.
"It says, 'Zoey, are you there? I think I found Andre.'"
"Andre? It could be a wrong number."
"Or...wait"
"What, another text? Whats it say?"
"'Your so lucky. I wish I got to use my bias's phone.'"
"Maybe she knows her. Is her name Zoey?"
"I don't know."
"Open it"
"Okay."
There was a pause, while Jimin waited for Jungkook to read the conversation. Suddenly, Jungkook laughed.
"What?" Jimin questioned, impatiently
"Look," Jungkook passed his phone to Jimin.
"She set her face as the background?" He asked, laughing along with Jungkook.
"What happened?" V and Suga asked in harmony. The phone was passed around the whole Limo.
"Cute" V commented, amused.
"You should keep it!" Jin suggested.
The members laughed.
Wait, what?
My eyes snapped open, puzzledly. I peered up to see a beautiful face looking down at me. I gazed around, trying to understand where I was. Suddenly, it hit me and I remembered.
"그녀는 깨어있다." (she is awake). Jungkook said, and everybody got quieter.
I recognized a glass roof, lit up by sleek purple and blue lights on the sides. I was surrounded by leather seats, and laying down on something kinda smooth, and firm. I gasped in recognition of where I was, awkwardly staring up at Jungkooks face. I avoided his gaze, looking at his shoes. Never did I expect to be laying my head on his lap, in a Limo. The question was, why was I there?
"Why am I in a limo?" I asked, sleepily.
"We couldn't find your car anywhere, and you were sleeping, but we didn't want to wake you, or leave you, so we brought you in the limo with us. I can ask him to drive back, if you want." Taehyung explained from across the car.
"Oh..." I had dreaded the moment I had to explain to them that I was practically broke, compared to the amount of money they owned. "Umm..."
"What is it?" Jimin asked, worried.
"I..." Struggling to explained I continued, shyly, "I...dont own a car..." I whispered, waiting for laughter, or exclamations of disgust.
"Oh" J-Hope said, to my surprise, normally. "Where do you live?"
"I live in a apartment near Harvard." I explain, slightly less timid.
"Wow!" Jungkook exclaimed. "Smart, aren't you?" He laughed softly, patting my hair, "You ran all the way from Harvard?"
I nodded, coyly and slightly embarrassed. I didn't always like attention. But this...I'm pretty sure I could get used to.
"우리는 어떻게해야합니까?" (What should we do?). Suga asked.
"우리는이 늦게 그녀를 다시 받을 수 없어" (We can't take her back this late). Jungkook protested, lifting his eyes from my drowsy face.
"나는 우리가 우리와 함께 호텔로 그녀를 다시 가져올 수 있을 것 같아요" (I guess we can take her back to the hotel with us). Jin shrugged, "그리고 우리는 그녀의 방을 얻을 수 있습니다" (And we could get her a room.)
Jungkook nodded, agreeing. A hotel? I repeated to myself in amazement.
"하지 않는 한 Jungkook 자신의 방에서 그녀를 원해 ..." (Unless Jungkook wants her in his room). RM suggested, with a conceited smirk.
"남 준!" (Namjoon!) Jungkook scolded him, rolling his eyes, "당신은 내가 관계를 거리에 안 알아" (You know I can't do long distance relationships anyway...).
I looked back up, dumbfounded. Certain I misheard, I played with my bracelets, unsure of what to do. I felt kind of guilty, listening to their conversation.
"왜 안 돼요?" (Why not?) RM questioned, "그녀는 꽤, 당신은 어차피 부정할" (She's pretty, you can't deny that).
"아름!" (Beautiful!) Jimin laughed,
I blushed, awkwardly.
"Yah! Does she know Korean?" V exclaimed, pointing to my flushed cheeks.
I blushed harder, when everyone stopped talking and turned to look at my face. I looked away and muttered quietly, " Nae"
Everyone was silent for a moment. I hid my face in my hands, attempting to look casual. Probably failing. But the members were too kind to say anything. Suddenly, Jungkook broke the silence.
"Yah! Look what you did, now she's uncomfortable!" He shouted.
"It's not my fault she knows Korean!"
"Yeah, but you should be more careful!"
"How was I supposed to know? Does she look Korean to you?"
"Guys--" Jimin interrupted, annoyed at their pointless quarrel.
I flinched at the sound of the heated argument that I had caused. "I'm sorry..." I whispered. Again, everyone's attention turned from Jungkook and RM to me. "I...I didn't mean to cause a fight..." I continued, awkwardly.
Eyes softening, Jungkook looked back down at me. "It's not your fault, don't apologize!" He insisted, brushing my hair off my eyes.
"We were being childish, that's all," RM added guiltily.
"How do you know Korean anyways?" Jungkook asked, curiously.
I giggled slightly, despite my tiredness. "When I first discovered BTS I was 13," I explained. "I kinda fell in love with you guys immediately," I noted, earning a couple chuckles from around the limo. "I promised myself I would meet you guys one day, and I wanted to be the best, and biggest fan out there!" I got excited, clapping my hands together like a child, "I wanted to be able to speak Korean fluently, like you guys did, so I taught myself, everyday, for five years!"
"Really?" V asked.
"That's so cool!" Jimin said, in awe.
"Your really a dedicated fan, huh?" Jungkook said, smiling.
I nodded enthusiastically, proud of myself. I smiled, touched that BTS had recognized my hard work, and dedication over the years.
"We're here." Suga called, as I felt the limo come to a stop.
I felt Jungkook shift around, and I sat up, slowly. I blinked a couple times, trying to get used to the light illuminating around the hotel. Once my eyes adjusted, I opened them fully, to see everyone waiting for me, outside the Limo.
"Careful," Jungkook warned me, holding the door as I cautiously stepped onto the pavement.
I paused to look around. I admired the cityscape silently. I saw bright neon lights, advertisements, hot dog carts and ice cream stands packing up and closing down. Huge, colorful billboards, and busy sidewalks and traffic lights. The sky was dark but with glowing, shining stars lighting up the sky, and skyscrapers with windows lit up, that were going dark one by one as families prepared to sleep. I closed my eyes for a moment, enjoying the cool breeze against my face. I heard a sigh and I turned around.
"It's quite the view, isn't it?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow, reading my mind. I nodded absentmindedly. The band started walking towards a hotel. I watched them, not really sure what to do. "Come on," he beckoned with his hand for me to follow him, sensing my confusion.
(inside)
"Hello boys!" I looked over as an older (50ish) women with short, brown hair called out to us. We walked over.
"Hey Linda!" JHope waved, kindly. I stood behind Jungkook, watching the interaction.
"I have your keys right here!" The women explained cheerfully, passing them out.
"Actually, Linda, we're gonna need another room tonight," Suga informed her, accepting his key.
"Another?" She scratched her head, confused. Squinting, she pointed to all of them, counting. "I got seven keys, didn't I?" She asked, worriedly.
"Of course you did! Stop hiding!" Jungkook laughed, pulling me out in front of him. "This is Zoey," He said, putting his hands on my shoulders. Taken aback by the sudden attention, I just stared silently, wide-eyed.
After a moment, the women smiled, "Zoey? What a nice name, for such a beautiful girl!" She stuck out her hand, energetically. Wait, how did he know my name? I thought to myself. I stuck out my hand and shook hers, awkwardly.
"So, whos the lucky man?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows at me. I stood there stiffly, shocked. Not knowing how to respond, I just shook my head bankly.
I jumped as I felt a strong arm wrap around my shoulder, pulling me closer, "Easy on her, Linda" Jungkook chuckled, causing the women to raise an eyebrow, disbelievingly.
"Yeah, go ahead and tell me there's nothing going on here," she said, looking from me to Jungkook. My eyes widened.
"Thats enough," Jungkook stated firmy, sensing my uneasiness. The women simply rolled her eyes.
"Kids..." She muttered, shaking her head.
She walked back behind the desk and pulled out some clear, round glasses. They reminded me of Jimin's in the Dope music video. I considered pointing it out, but I decided not to, to avoid embarrassing myself. I didn't trust my own voice, being so nervous while being held against Jungkook. I watched her face intently, as a surprised expression took over her face. She squinted, furrowing her eyebrows, leaning closer to her computer. Suddenly, she started to smirk.
"I'm sorry, but there is no more rooms available. I'm afraid she'll have to share with someone else..."