Dispatch |Jenkook|

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"Rebecca turn off downstairs light section B" he said while drying his hair with a towel. Jungkook had just gotten out from a warm shower. It had been two days since his confrontation with Nancy and his sudden breakdown.

Jungkook never expected that he'd been so oppressed, he always thought he did a good job of expressing his feelings. The shirtless man sighed, walking to his closet and grabbing a thin, cotton, grey t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants to change into before bed.

Walking in front of a mirror, he slipped into his sweats, leg by leg. Removing the towel from his waist and throwing it all the way across the room, into his basket where he kept all his dirty clothes in before the end of the week when he did his laundry.

He turned back looking at himself in the mirror. He smirked at his build, 'twelve hours of practice a day for 8 years paid off' he thought to himself. Jungkook chuckled at himself and put his shirt on. It was already late in the night, he wanted to spend the night at his own apartment tonight. Tomorrow him and Jennie had a big shooting gig overseas. This would only be four days from his wedding, he felt a bit overwhelmed by everything but he knew he had to be able to tale it.

The man had been focusing on his mental health after the many begs of his friends and members to after finding out what happened with Nancy. They were right. He always found that being alone for awhile to clear his mind always made him feel a little better, so he told them he'd be sleeping at his apartment for a few days and they understood.

Jungkook was feeling a little better, he remembered what Jennie said and tried his best to forgive himself... and he was almost there.

A sudden door bell ring broke his little train of thought. Who could be here this late at night? Jungkook thought it was just his members coming to say hi or visit since they usually don't call first. He was always a bit annoyed that they would sometimes show up at his house without him being informed that they were coming over, but this time he wasn't actually mad. He hadn't seen them since their dinner with the BLACKPINK girls so it would be nice to have someone come over and hang out with him for a bit.

He rushed down the flight of stairs, ordering his AI assistant to turn on the downstairs light. Even if he was almost certain that it was one or more of his members, he knew he was an idol and he had to make sure that it wasn't a crazy fan, stalker, or someone trying to kidnap him. He peeked through the peephole of his apartment door and instead of seeing his members or a crazy fan, he saw Jennie Kim with a big furry jacket and a white beanie on.

Jungkook smiled seeing her outside, he felt euphoric knowing that she was outside his door to see him... 'wait, why the fuck is she out this late?' he asked himself as he unlocked the door.

He saw a smile curve on her lips when the door opened. "Hey" she greeted him sweetly. The man grinned at her. "You didn't tell me you were coming" he told her. "Yeah... sorry about that, I was going to tell you halfway here but my phone died" she explained His mouth formed into an 'O' shape and he nodded. "How'd you get here? Aren't all YG staff already home?" Jungkook asked.

Jennie smirked and fished something out from her pocket. It was the key to a very expensive luxury car; Porsche Turbo 911 S, to be exact. Jungkook eyes widened seeing her dangle the keys in front of his face. "You bought a Porsche?" he asked her with a shocked expression. She nodded, "I figured that I'd try to get my driver's license so I wouldn't have to ask you to take me everywhere" she explained with a smile.

The man chuckled at her, he knew she liked spending but this wasn't just any other item, it was a fucking luxury car... but again this wasn't just any other woman... this was Kim Jennie.