What? Why should you come with them?
You frown, becoming hesitant from his pushiness.
He scoffs with a smile seeing your reaction, he takes both your hands in his and looks you in the eyes, "Just trust me, I can't really explain right now, but I think you really should."
"Why the hell would I trust you? I don't even know you, and I don't know them either. Also, even if I wanted, I can't just ditch my friend here, plus, Jin and the other pretty boy don't seem too happy that I even exist so..." you say.
You already rejected the idea of going when you saw the others' reactions.
"Pretty boy?" he says quietly, frowning at you.
You roll your eyes, he's totally missing the point. "Jungkook, it was very nice meeting you, I don't remember all of yesterday but I remember having fun so thanks. And here's your money." You place it in his hand, but he ignores it, still looking at you. "Uh, goodbye" you say.
You start walking away, finally happy with your choice. It would've been fun, and Cassie wouldn't have been a problem, she has family close-by in France, but it's too big of a risk anyway.
"... How do you think we know your name, Y/L/N Y/N/?"
...
What the fuck.
You stop.
Is he a stalker?
"And we know much more about you, everything in fact."
You feel your heart racing nervously and the hairs on your body straightening up as your eyes stare at the floor. You hear him approaching you.
"But trust me princess, we're the good guys, not the bad guys." He puts a warm hand on your right shoulder and turns you around gently. "What the hell is he on about?" you think.
"You told me yesterday that you craved an adrenaline rush. I can guarantee we can fulfill that need for you" He stares at you with those deep jet black eyes, a few strands of wet black hair falling on his forehead and blocking his view.
He puts a second arm on your other shoulder. Why do you believe him? Your head knows you should stay hesitant, so you do, but your heart sees the sincerity in his eyes.
Suddenly, a familiar porcelain doll-like face peaks through the door behind Jungkook. You hear a deep, raspy, and seemingly tired, voice say "Jungkookie come, we have to rest tonight." Much softer and warmer than this morning.
"In a minute" the man in front of you replies.
You slowly take his hands off of you. "Jungkook, please understand my position here, I can't just follow you and abandon everyone in my life. Plus, I barely know you, and I've only met Jin and pretty boy-"
"Please don't call him that, it's Taehyung." he cuts you off seemingly annoyed.
"Whatever, I've met the two of them, but I remember very well counting seven of you when you first checked into the hotel, I saw you all, so where the hell are they? And who is this Namjoon they talked about?"
Instead of a response, you see Jungkook's mouth curling slowly into a wide mischievous smile. His smile is so adorable and contagious to you that your reaction is to smile back immediately, even if you really try to hold it back. "What?"
He took the towel from around his neck and started fidgeting with it, still smiling. "You really are perfect for the job."
Before thinking of something to answer, you take a second to admire his smile for just another moment. He puts the wet towel back around his neck again and leaves his arms hanging still holding on to it.
"Please come, I promise you adrenaline, action, adventure, meeting new people, and most of all, a hell of a good time." he says in a flirty, almost convincing tone, keeping that smile.
God that smile...
You think for a second and chuckle "I don't know..."
"Jungkook let's go, let's sleep. We won't come open the door for you." You hear that bear-like tone again, understandably a bit more annoyed right now.
"Yeah, yeah, just a second.", he turns back to you.
You look up to see the handsome man, well more of a boy right now, he likes to be all 'dangerous bad-boy', but right now he's almost pouting through his smile, staring at your eyes.
"Jungkook, I see right through you..." you think to yourself.
For some reason his smile makes you soft in seconds, it all seems so unimportant, every situations seems lighter with that smile, it happened last night, and it's happening right now. He's poisonous and doesn't even know it.
"And you don't have to worry about being away from home, we don't have one." he says, just as a side-note.
"What do you mean? Do you all live together? All seven of you I mean." you ask.
"Yeah, we're like brothers. Literally."
"And you don't have a home?" you ask, suspicious.
"Well, we basically wander in random cities and do our job, just like right now, so you can come with us, we'll be going to Korea in a few stops too, so you'll be back home." He says, already excited.
Not even surprised that he even knows where you live anymore, you start asking questions "And what is your job exactly? What would I do? Where are the other others right now? Why do you want me to come with you-"
"I promise to answer all of your question as soon as you officially accept, it's a highly discreet matter, in fact I shouldn't even be saying any of the things I already said. And I promise that if in any moment, until the next stop, you change your mind, you're welcome to give up. But if you decide to stay with us, we have to know it's long-term." He cuts off your questioning.
You think for a second, sucking on your bottom lip.
"You know, you make a lot of promises...
...let's hope you keep them."
An even brighter smile lights up his soft face, showing off a little mole under his lower-lip, as well as an apparent scar on his left cheek that you hadn't seen before.
"Does that mean you're coming?" he asks.
"It means I'll sleep on it." You say, his reaction making you smile.
He laughs in excitement and says confidently, as if you had just accepted the offer,
"If you decide not to come, this is the last time we see each other, if you sleep on it well, and do decide to come, knock on our door in 5 hours,
and have your stuff ready, Italy's waiting for us."
A/N
A bit boring, sorry :/
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