Dying for you| Yandere BTS X Reader (Completed)

three: Jungkook

     Y/n's POV

     After a good nights sleep, I leave my house. I'm headed off to the gym. I go every morning. I never have time to do it in the afternoons.

     I walk there and it is basically empty when I go. There are probably two, maybe three people there at the time, including me.

     I didn't know who the people where. Although, one of them caught my eye.

     There is a guy with silky brown hair that complemented his face features. His eyes are a deep brown. Every now and then, he will see something funny. He will smile, what I can only describe as, a bunny smile.

     I have to force myself not to look at him. He was so muscular and the thought of sweat dripping down his skin...

     What am i doing? Stop it!

     Anyway, yeah, he is hot, I'll admit. He comes to lift weights every morning. I think one of these days I should talk to him.

     Im destracting myself. I need to actually do something while I am here.

     I head over to the treadmills and start to jog. The weight lifting room was seprate from the cardio room. The only thing that separates us, though, is a clear wall of windows.

     I have to look straight, but I find myself glancing over in his direction. Once, we even made eye contact and that pretty much killed me.

     I wonder if he has any interest in me...

     Jungkook's POV

     I can't help, but look at her. I find her body mesmerizing to watch. I can barely do what I need to do with her around. I can't take my eyes off of her.

     Ever since she started coming about 4 years ago, I made sure I was here to see her.

     She is so perfect to me. I long to be with her, and our bodies intertwined.

     I fantasize about her and I being close. Sometimes, even lovers.

     I have stalked her on social media, but don't follow her. I don't want her to know that I am obsessed.

     Sweat drips down her soft skin as I look at her from a far. The sweat caresses her features gently making me bite my lip.

     I watch her carefully, but look away when she looks at me. I forgot to look away once and we made eye contact. Her eyes sparkled. I swiftly look away, and so does she.

     I need to find the courage to talk to her. Luckily, I am confident in my looks. Sadly, I am awkward when it comes to being around girls.

     I don't want to make a fool of myself, so I have never actually talked to her. Occasionally, I'll give her a smile, and she would smile back. I would see her blush, and I thought it was adorable.

     I know she doesn't have a boyfriend, so I have a chance with her.

     I wait patiently for the right time to talk with her. I think the next time I see her I will.

     I vowed to myself I would make her mine. No matter what happens, she will be mine, and mine alone...