baby girl / jjk

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as jungkook was preparing for his next look, jiwoo scrolled through her instagram boringly until a thought came through her mind.

why not stalk his account huehue

she went to the search bar and simply type jjk and the first one which popped out has the most mutuals. jiwoo just stared as she realized most of her friends followed him but she never knew.

"okay never knew i was this clueless" she rolled her eyes before tapping into the account.

"is he really the jungkook i know?" she mumbled to herself, scrolling through the profile.then  that one post caught her attention which is no other than the recent one.

"wait isn't this us?" she squinted her eyes, "so im not seeing things, so that is me" she rubbed her eyes.

"heol" taehyung said in awe, "jeon jungkook is whipped" he shake his head in disbelief. 

on the other hand, jiwoo has rush to the changing room as she squealed in excitement. not knowing that jungkook was behind one of the lockers.

beep

he took out his phone,

(jjk_97) j_woo started following you.

with that he started smiling from ear to ear.

"earth to jungkook" taehyung snap his fingers in front of him.

"o-oh yeah?" his jungshook mode has detected,

"i have called you 10 times by now but all you did was swaying side by side while smiling like a pabo" taehyung quirked his eyebrows, jungkook look down in embarrassment before dashing to the shoot.

"jungkook is 100% whipped with her. i am confirmed"

one week later

"oh my god, im late!" a loud scream was heard from jiwoo's room, not only that. sounds of things falling, stumbling footsteps, and her non stop screaming engulf the whole house, there might be a possibility that they are going to receive some complaints from next door.

jungkook sighed for the nth time, chewing onto his toast with his backpack on, leaning onto the door frame. "yah park jiwoo, we are going to be late for the first day" he shouted with mouth full of food.

"why didn't you wake me up?!" she shouted back from her room, shampoo can be smelt from afar so he guess she probably just came out of shower.

you are the one who said you're independent enough to wake up yourself.  jungkook muttered under his breath.

he rolls his eyes before making his way towards her door which is slightly ajar, "are you naked?" a smirk plastered on his face.

"jeon jungkook !!!" she screams again, only to make him teases her more. after a few minutes of laughing, jungkook peak an eye into her room and saw her drying her blonde hair, he stood right there staring at her for good few seconds before going into her room.

jiwoo watches him tosses his backpack aside, heading straight towards the bathroom and came out with a hair dryer. "what you-" she got cut off when he carry her bridal style from the bed to the study table, "let me down!"

"if you don't wanna be late then shut up" jungkook dries her hair gently while all she can do is stared at him, dreamily.

how can he look so hot by just drying my hair? where did the cutie i used to know went?