Angel, Say My Name |JJ•K ✔️

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You glare at the sky as the rain worsens. Mom warned you there'd be a storm today but did you listen? No. She said bring an umbrella. Did you bring one? No.

Poking the inner wall of your cheek, you look at your phone to check the status of the weather.

It's not stopping anytime soon.

Thunder's roaring, the wind's harshly blowing, leaves are shaking and you can barely see the road from here.

Maybe if you try squinting-nope. Nothing.

As you debate whether to call your mom and receive an earful from her, an umbrella appears above making you move your attention to whoever it belongs to.

You're met with those doe eyes you'd recognize even in your sleep.

Jungkook snickers, a hint of amusement in his tone. "Look who didn't bring an umbrella. I brought my car. You can ride with me."

You hold back an eye roll.

As if.

But wait. You'd be crazy to not accept the offer. The rain's headed towards chaos and you don't want to be stuck here. Mom's nagging isn't something you look forward to either.

Why are you overthinking when the answer's so obvious?

You sigh. "Where'd you park your car?"

"First row in the parking area. I'll go fetch it. Stay here."

And there he goes, stepping into the rain. A red car shows up not a minute too soon. You're about to make a run for it when he slips out of his seat, coming to you.

He makes sure the umbrella's hovering above you as he leads you to the car. "Man they weren't joking when they said the weather today would be bad. If this goes on, they'll have to push the graduation date some other day."

After making sure you're in your seat, he shuts the door and circles the vehicle.

You wipe away raindrops off your skin as he gets behind the wheel.

"There's a towel in the back if you need one."

"Thanks." You reach for the purple towel and use that to dry your hair.

As he brings the vehicle out of the school area and into the road, he taps his finger tip against the outline of the wheel and strikes up a conversation. "Rehearsal for graduation starts next week. You excited?"

"Not really. There's still college."

"You still planning to take up medicine? You always wanted to be a doctor when we were kids."

"I don't know." You trail off, staring outside.

Jungkook hums. "You still moving to Deagu after this, right?"

"That's what my parents want."

"Can't you stay? There's plenty of great universities here."

With an elbow against the arm of the door and a finger hovering above your lips, you stare at him and raise a questioning eyebrow. "Aren't you a chatterbox today."

He shrugs his shoulders, winking at you. "I'm just curious about you."

A literal chill slithers down your spine.

You bipolar weirdo.

"Please don't." You're unable to hold back the look of disgust. "It's creepy."

Jungkook rolls his eyes, suddenly gripping the wheel tightly.

"Well I'm sorry if I make you feel that way." He says he's sorry. But he's also gritting his teeth out of spite. "Why can't you just let it go. The way you're glued to that past is just...just so frustrating. I already said I was sorry."

Ah there it is. Does he ever get tired bringing the same thing up?

He suddenly makes a sharp turn, causing you to abruptly shift towards his direction.

At the same time, a huge truck comes into view making your heart race.

"Watch out!"

Its loud honk deafens your ears. The sound of the rain disappears.

At that moment, you saw your life flash before your eyes.

Is this how you're going to die?

Jungkook manages to avoid what could've been an accident though.

Your heart's still pacing and yet here he is driving as if you weren't close to death.

"What the hell is wrong with you?! We could've been killed!"

He simply taps the wheel, glaring at the road.

"Stop the car."

"It's raining."

"I said stop the car."

"No. You'll get sick if you walk in this rain."

You'd rather be out there in the pouring rain and catch a cold than stay here with a person who gives zero shit about their life.

He reluctantly stops the car at your beckoning. "At least bring the umbrella with you."

Ignoring his words, you step out and slam the door.