Brotherly Love (BTS X READER) *Book 1*

An Important Journey

     Jungkook wasn't too worried about looking for you, surprisingly enough. He had your number, so he just texted you to ask where you were so he could go get you. Doing that made him real proud of himself- he felt like a genius for coming up with that little plan. Full of pride, he just wandered the halls, waiting for you to text him back. However, there was a slight issue with his brilliant idea.

     Unknowingly, you had left your phone in the second bathroom you visited.

     It generally wasn't like you to just leave your phone lying around in public places, but you had taken it out of your pocket when you went into the bathroom stall so it wouldn't fall on the floor when you pulled your pants down. Unfortunately, you accidentally forgot to grab it again on your way out.

     After 20 minutes of wandering the halls aimlessly, Jungkook's anxiety really started settling in. Why hadn't you texted him back yet? Were you hurt, or had you been kidnapped? Or considering how you ran off, was there something you were hiding? Just then, the elevator he happened to stop next to slid open, shocking him as you casually stepped out of it.

     "Hey, Jungkook-ah," you greeted, without a hint of strife on your face. You looked exactly the opposite of the male before you, who's features were shrouded in shock, worry, and confusion.

     "Where were you?!" he questioned aggressively. "Where have you been?!"

     "I started my period. Had to find a bathroom," you shrugged, watching as the color faded from his face at the mention of menstruation. You weren't afraid to let people know, if they couldn't handle it that was their own fault. The only reason you generally refrained was because you weren't incredibly fond of making people uncomfortable- unless that was your intention, of course. In this case, however, you just figured that he should know the truth so you didn't have to answer his questions with some shady, suspicious response. After all, you knew that if you didn't tell him then he would just ask later in your nightly chat session. Not to mention that if you still didn't respond truthfully, the anxiety issues he dealt with would push him to distrust you, which wouldn't be good considering Jungkook was your number one friend and ally in that group of men.

     "O-oh," he stuttered out, a blush rising on his cheeks as he awkwardly cleared his throat for what felt like hours. His childish reaction amused you, he was just like a little boy. You chuckled lightly.

     "Yup," you confirmed, "now let's head to the practice room shall we?"

     Jungkook awkwardly avoided eye contact as he began leading you through the halls to the room they were practicing in. Eventually, he finally regained the strength to once again engage you in conversation.

     "So, uh, why didn't you text me back?" he quizzed you, still focusing his eyes on anything but you.

     "Oh, I don't think I felt it ringing," you responded. You reached your hand down to your pocket and patted around, only to find that your pants were peculiarly flat in the spot where your phone should have been. Confused, you checked all your other pockets, stopping in your tracks in the middle of the hallway. Jungkook stopped as well and turned to look at you.

     "What's wrong?" he asked upon noticing that you were completely frozen in place, and your eyes were as wide as saucers.

     "I don't have my phone," you stated with a slightly panicked tone. Jungkook's confused expression morphed into one of realization.

     "So that's why you didn't text me back," he clicked his tongue. "Do you know when you had it last?"

     "I don't know, I've been wandering around trying to find stuff on the first floor- it could be anywhere down there," you explained, beginning to head back to the elevator.