Not (just) A Love Story - BTS | JJK

Chapter 7

"You just missed her," the café lady said as soon as he walked in.

"Aami just left with the Visitor."

Jungkook said with a smug smile, "Ahhh! I hope her date goes well."

"In all seriousness though, I actually do hope it goes well. Aami has known the Visitor for such a long time. It would be wonderful to see that girl go out and have some fun."

Hearing the café lady talk, Jungkook pondered over her words and asked, "But are they actually on a 'date' date?"

"Aren't they?" she asked him, feeling confused at his question.

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I feel like walking.

'Okay! Lets walk.'

That night Amelia climbed the stairs instead of taking the elevator.

By the time she got to her floor, she took out her keys. While she fiddled with the door knob a voice startled her.

"How did it go?"

Feeling shocked, she clutched he heart and turned around. Jungkook was sitting on a step that led upstairs and was playing on his phone.

"Do not sneak upon me like that. Ever!" she said amidst her fast breaths.

"Sorry," he chuckled at her reaction.

"It was okay," she said shrugging her shoulders.

"Did he kiss you goodbye?"

Jungkook saw Amelias face scrunch up at this question.

She sighed and said, "Why would he? It was not a date Jungkook!" she said shaking her head.

"Are you sure?" he asked teasing her again.

"Yes I'm sure."

"How?"

"How?" she raised her eyebrows, turned towards him and continued, "Because he was checking out other girls while he was with me. And at the end of the date he said 'I had a wonderful time. Thanks for being such a good friend'. That's how."

By this time she had opened the door and had gone in. While his intention was purely just to tease her, he had not expected her to react this way.

Why? Just why? It isn't his fault that the Visitor doesn't like you. Then why would you yell at him?

'I don't know. Gosh! I am so stupid!'

While Jungkook sat utterly surprised at what had just happened, he saw the doorknob turn again. Confused at what to do, he decided to rush to his apartment.

By the time he stood up, Amelia had opened her door. While he stood up in confusion whether to hide, she walked to him.

And said, "I'm sorry I... It wasn't your fault. Just ignore me," and walked back inside.

He stood still like a statue,  comprehending the last 5 seconds that had just went by. Her red eyes and pink nose had certainly caught his attention.