After coffee, Yeonjun took me to the place where Jungkook was performing. We enter the place and sit there waiting for the show to happen.
The show started and soon Jungkook appeared. He was dancing and it was noticeable he was giving everything he had. His movements...they remember me of something I can't remember. Almost as if I know that figure, the way he moves his body recalls me of something I can't put my mind to.
With all this...That pain in my head came again, so I lower it a little and close my eyes trying to endure the massive pain so nobody would notice. Images are playing again and my head hurts even more.Yeonjun noticed and took me out of there. He got me out of the building so I would get some fresh air.
"Are you feeling ok?"
"Yeah.... don't worry..."
"You can't ask me to do that, you can't even put your head up..."- He said.
We stayed there for a while to see if I would get better. Meanwhile the show ended and everybody was out. Yeonjun took the opportunity to buy me water in hopes I would get better.
Then I hear someone talking to me as my head is still low. I quickly shot my it up.
"Y/N...Are you ok?..."- It was Jungkook. He said it with a soft and worried tone in his voice. I thought he was mad at me.
As I look at him...this image seems familiar..for some reason, him asking me if I'm okay... it's familiar to me. Right at that moment, I feel the pain in my head get worse and I hiss in pain. Jungkook got closer to me and grabbed my arms as a way of supporting my body as my hand is on my head.
"Y/N!" - Jungkook said loud as he grabbed me. Then Yeonjun came back.
"Y/N! Are you okay?!"- Yeonjun asked worried.
I quickly try to get back to my senses and try to support my weight. Jungkook let go of me.
" It's fine... I'm fine...I think I should get going..."- I said trying to open my eyes again.
"Sure.. I'll take you home..."- Yeonjun said.
"No, it's fine, I'll go by myself"- I said with my eyes open now.
"Let him do it"- Someone spoke. It was Jungkook. Both me and Yeonjun looked at him - "Let him take you home...you shouldn't go alone"- Jungkook finished.
"It's fine...he real-"
"It's not discussable... Yeonjun is taking you home"- Jungkook interrupted.
I just stay there looking at him for a moment...then Yeonjun called.
"Y/N...shall we go?"
"Uh..yes..."
I bow to Jungkook as a thank you and leave with Yeonjun.
Jungkooks POV
I watched them walk away as their figures fade away.
Tae's right. She deserves someone who will take care of her...
When I held her, so she wouldn't fall, I remembered how it was to have her in my arms...I realized...I miss her...Y/N POV.
Another day begins. Yesterday I got home safely, but I barely slept...the pain in my head remained...good thing I can't feel it now.
I enter the building and I'm still the talk of the Town. But it did slow down after Jungkook warned everybody.
Then I got a text from Yeonjun saying he found a bracelet I was wearing yesterday on the ground and told me to meet him in the back of the building, just so it wouldn't create more fuzz around us.
There I am, testing my back against the wall waiting for Yeonjun. That was when a group a girls came up to me.
"Uhh...do you need something?"- I asked.
"We heard you are dating Yeonjun oppa and we don't like that..."
"Good thing for you I'm not dating him..."
"We don't believe you...you're probably here waiting for him."- The girl said.
"Actually I am...and as you may notice...you are ruining our little secret encounter..."- I teased them, because they are getting on my nerves.
The next thing I know, they are pouring eggs and flour over me.
From the corner of my eye, I can see Yeonjun. He looks so surprised that he just stands there, not being able to move.
As one of the girls prepares to hit me with an egg, someone interfered. It was Jungkook.
"You stop rigth there."- Jungkook said as he was in front of me, giving me protection.
"Sunbaenim..."- the girl couldn't bring any more words to her mouth.
"You are getting expelled from this company. Prepare yourselves for that. Artists don't bully each other over fan girling. You better leave now. "
The girls couldn't say anything else and just left after bowing to Jungkook.
He turns around and looks at me, as I'm giving him an awkward smile and he just sighs.
He took me to his office to see if he had any spare close for me and to give me some water.
"You should at least get a boyfriend who stands up for you and doesn't only stare in these situations"- Jungkook said while filling a mug with water.
"Sorry who?...oh Yeonjun.... we're not dating"- I said giving him a chuckle.
"Wait.. really?...but do you like each other or something...?"- He asked. What's with all the questions?...
"I don't think I know him enough to say that.."
For some reason I can see a little smile appear on Jungkooks mouth, but he quickly clears his throat and goes back to the serious face.
"And are you ok...?"- He asked out of nowhere.
"Oh, about these girls..? Yeah...these things don't bother me."- I said.
"No.. I know these kind of things don't bother you, I'm talking about your headaches."
Wait...how can he possibly know these kind of girls don't bother me...?
I just put the thought aside a answered him.
"I'm okay..."
"Y/N... it's the second time it happened... don't you think you should go to a doctor?...besides..it could have something to do with your memory..."- Jungkook said.
Oh right...I told him about that...
"It's fine...maybe it won't happen again."
Then he comes closer to me and looks at me straight in my eyes.
"I want you to promise, that if that pain comes back you will come to me...and only me..." -He said and I looked at him with cherish for his words. I nod in agreement and he gives me a smile.
"Good. Now let's get you big and stinky clothes of mine"- He said smiling and I smiled back.
Oh look! It looks like he is not mad anymore.
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