Am I Late? ~ Jungkook's Story Pt.2 [ON HOLD]

IX

Jungkook's POV

"Ugh, I just cannot focus!"

I crashed to the floor panting. We have a small performance in Seoul two days later and we were all practicing our old dances.

"Here, have some water," Jin hyung handed me a bottle of icy cold water.

"Gamsamnida," I said, still panting.

"What's up with you? You cannot be still thinking of her," Hobi said while sitting down across from me. 

The rest of the BTS members gathered around me and looked patiently for my answer. I don't know how to explain to them my mistake and how I was going to fix it in the next five days before she leaves to Canada again. As if reading my mind, Jimin turned to me and gave me a pat on the back.

"Take her somewhere quiet and explain to her."

I looked around at the other hyungs and they all nodded their heads. I smiled, stood up and went over to the stereo to start the music again.

(y/n)'s POV

When I got back to the Jeon Mansion, I headed straight to my room, closed the door and crashed on to my bed. 

How about you leave me a number and I'll treat you to a quieter place for hot chocolate?

The words rang in my head and a smile crept on to my face. Park freaking Jinyoung from GOT7 just asked me to go for hot chocolate! 

*RING RING

I looked down at my phone an saw an unknown caller ID.

"Yoboseyo? "

"Anneyeong, I'm Jinyoung. Park Jinyoung."

"Omg anneyeonghaseyo oppa!"

"I was wondering if you'd like to go for hot chocolate tomorrow? I don't have any schedules. If you're not free it's tota-"

"I'm free, tomorrow would be great!"

"Oh, perfect. I'll see you tomorrow then! Anneyeong!"

I hung up and smiled.

"Who were you talking to Ms. Smiley Pants?"

I looked up and saw Ryan leaning against the door. He had his hands in his pockets and was grinning slyly. I threw a pillow at him which he caught.

"None of your business Mr. Snooty Pants"

"Gosh, I'm hurt. I came to tell you that Mrs. Jeon wants us down for dinner and her son is joining us today."

The smile slipped off my face as quickly as it had slid on.

It was going to be a hella awkward dinner...