• him • || • jungkook ff •

Twelve

It was midnight. My eyes were burning from the bright light of my computer screen. My face and Jungkook's face was all over the internet.

The titles were incredulous.

BTS Jungkook's Secret?

Jeon Jungkook's Girlfriend - A Mystery

Bangtan Sonyeondan's Jungkook - Airport Girl

I squinted my eyes. I was sitting at my desk at 12 AM in the pitch dark reading articles about BTS. I hadn't talked to my brother or Jungkook all of yesterday.

I heard footsteps coming towards my room. I made a fist with my hand before closing my computer and rushing to get into my bed. My mom entered my room as soon as I had managed to get the covers over my head.

"Oh, you're asleep, okay, goodnight Jae-mi," she whispered, closed the door and walked back out. I lay silently in my bed. My body ached from sitting in my chair for so long.

It was 3:29 AM when my phone started ringing. I opened my eyes groggily.

"Aish. . ." I said quietly while trying to get my phone from my side table.

It was him. It was Jungkook. I wasn't surprised. He had called me at least 70 times within the last 2 days. But every time his contact name popped onto my screen a lump formed in my throat.

I don't think he'll ever stop. Might as well pick up. I thought, pressing the answer button and sucking in a breath.

"Ah, Jae-mi you picked up! Finally!" he sounded exhausted. I mean it was 3:30 AM. His voice soothed my thoughts, yet, I was suddenly anxious. He sighed loudly. "Are you, um, gwaenchahn-ah?" he asked me. I couldn't find any words to say. I was choking on my own voice.

"I, uh, I'm. . .aish, Jungkook. . ." my voice drifted before I mumbled, "you make me get all flustered," As soon as the words left my mouth I slapped my forehead and screamed internally, praying that he hadn't heard.

Jungkook made a sound like something had obstructed his airway.

"I, what!?" he asked in a shocked tone.

"What? Nothing, I didn't say anything, I'm fine, how are you? Why are you calling at 3 AM?!" I blurted, a bit too quickly.

"Jae mi-ah, what'd you say before, I'm sure you said som---" his voice was cut off by Taehyung's.

"Jae-mi! Annyeong!" he said in a sing-songy voice. I couldn't help but smile, imagining his rectangular grin.

"Annyeong, oppa," I replied quietly.

"Jungkookie, gimme the phone, we'll switch to FaceTime!" Taehyung said excitedly. I heard Jungkook's ruffling protests as Taehyung took his phone. I swallowed as the 'request to FaceTime' message popped onto my screen. I reluctantly pressed okay, knowing Tae would upset if I didn't.

I legitimately swooned when I saw Jungkook's face. Like, literally, I felt faint.

"We're filming the second part of the No More Dream MV, but it's break time right now," Taehyung oppa said, pushing his nose into the camera. I let out a perturbed laugh.

Then he left, Taehyung just skipped away and left me staring at Jungkook's eyes. I immediately looked down as Jungkook gave me a small smile.

"So, uh, why'd you call at 3 AM, are you pabo?" I asked, trying to lighten the awkwardness. Jungkook blushed, his expression softening.

"Ah, ye, I mean we were filming and I guess I didn't realize that you would be sleeping," Jungkook licked his lips sheepishly, exposing his bunny teeth and I giggled. I giggled. What the actual frick.

I cleared my throat uncomfortably when Jungkook looked at me again. When he looked around the room, I realized that Tae and Jungkook were the only ones that knew I was on the phone. Jungkook lowered his phone and I heard him stand up.

"Hyung, bathroom," he said, tucking his phone closer to his chest until all I could see was the black of his shirt. I heard Jimin in the background,

"Go, fast though, break is almost done," Jimin said.

"Ye," Jungkook said. Then the screen was bouncing up and down and I assumed that he was running. A couple seconds later he lifted the screen again and I noticed that he was in one of the dressing rooms. We locked eyes through the camera.

"Gah!" Jungkook exclaimed. I cocked my head at him, confused. "Jae. . ." he said. I realized that his voice had gone low and husky.

"What happened?" I asked him. He squeezed his eyes shut and slowly bit his bottom lip. My eyes widened.

"I need. . ." he started. "I need to see you,"