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Jungkook

A/N: I got this idea on the bus to CTC so I'm writing this on the bus ride there. Anyways, you were born in 2003, 15-16 years old, and you're walking somewhere when it started to rain.

I was walking around the city. I really didn't have a specific place to go. It was late in the evening so most of the stores were closed. Suddenly, it started raining so I put my hood up and stuffed my hands in my pockets. I love the rain, it's just I can't afford to get sick.

I look up to see where I was. Since I walked the streets a lot, I had a map of the city in my head. There were times when I saw people walking around. They mainly were going into their cars.

It was started to rain harder so I looked down to avoid getting my glasses wet. My hair was hanging out around the hood getting a bit wet every so often. I didn't real long mind. As I was walking I just kinda thought. I sang songs in my head to keep myself distracted. I didn't know many since I didn't have a phone.

When I was walking past houses and stores is when I felt the rain stop. Confused, I looked up to see a black umbrella over me. I didn't even hear the person come beside me. Realizing this, I look to my right and see a man, a few years older than me, under the umbrella with me.

"Thanks for sharing your umbrella sir." I say looking back in front of me.

"No problem. Where are you heading? Home?" He asked in his semi deep voice.

"I-uh-really don't have one." I reply a bit shy looking at him.

I can see in his eyes that he is a bit curious. I decide to tell him to save his breath from asking. "My parents died in a crash a month after we moved here. So I didn't have any relatives and without money, I couldn't go back to America." I say.

"Oh. I was on my way to my house. Do you wanna stay there until you can get back on your feet? Or I could buy you a plane ticket back." The man offers.

"I could never ask someone for something like that. But, if you wouldn't mind, I would like a nice house to live in. You seem to be really nice." I reply.

"That wouldn't be a problem at all." He says smiling at me. "Before I forget, my name is Jungkook." He adds.

"Nice to meet you Jungkook. Mines Brittany." I reply smiling back.

"That's a nice name." He complimented.

"Thanks." I say shy.

We continue walking while talking about random things. After about 15 minutes after he came up to me, he said we were there. I look at the house and it was huge. I was in disbelief.

"T-this is your house?" I ask.

"Yep. Also, there are six other people living there. Don't worry, their my friends." He says as we were walking up to the door.

He opened the door and we stepped in. I saw where he put his shoes, so I put mine by his. He then put the umbrella on the ground by the door.

I followed him to the What looks like a living room that had two people sitting on the furniture. They had soon looked up and they both looked at me.

"Who's that with you Jungkook-ah?" The man on the right asked.

"This is Brittany. I saw her walking the street in the rain." Jungkook replies.

"Wouldn't you have walked her home?" The other man then asked.

"That's the thing. She told me she didn't have one." Jungkook paused. "I'll let her tell the story when she's ready."

"I thought you said there were six other people." I say loud enough for only Jungkook to hear.

"They're around here somewhere." Jungkook replies just as quiet.