Heart for Takeaway | JUNGKOOK

one

"Damn this looks like a ghost town."

I was standing on the deserted pavement in front of my home for the next 2 years, a two-room apartment. Searching the university website for rooms available was a nightmare, but I think I got a pretty good deal. No way was I going to stay in the dorms as a junior. 

(A/N she finished her first 2 college years in a uni near to town but transferred for a better program :))

The Uber driver took out the last of my bags from the trunk giving me a polite smile, not really interested in what I was saying. Oh well. He closed the trunk, gave a small nod and promptly left.

I was taking out my phone to text my new roommate I was outside, when I heard someone's footsteps. I looked up to see some guy jogging down the street, headphone cords peeking out of his collar, eyes on the sidewalk. The dude was covered in black, black tshirt, black jeans, black mask. I almost expected his hair to be black too, but that was wavy brown, falling into his eyes. Probably one of those gym freaks.

Looking back down at my phone, I typed a quick text to my roommate. She's called Beatrice and seemed the least weird out of the lot. But just as i pressed send, someone knocked into me and I almost flew off the pavement. 

"What the..."

"Hey! Watch it, would u?"

He raised his eyebrows at me. His eyes were so bright behind his hair, it actually startled me for a second. Could anyone have such sparkly eyes? "Sorry I wasn't really looking."

"Well, clearly"

"And clearly, you're okay so, bye", slipping his phone out of his jeans, he turned away, resuming his jog.

Wow, rude much? He didn't even ask me if I was okay. Stating was definitely not asking. My shoulder was practically throbbing, how much did that man weigh? Wait till I see him next time, I'll wring out an apology if I have to.

Bending down to get my bags,something shiny on the ground caught my eye. It looked like a plastic card or something. Picking it up, it turned out to be an ID. 

Did that jogger just drop this when he took out his phone? Awesome, time for sweet revenge. Grinning, I turned the ID over to see the name. 

"What in the world..." 

The ID said Jeon Jungkook. That's right, THE Jeon Jungkook, BTS's golden maknae, complete with a picture of him. 

I whipped my head around, but the guy was long gone. Was this a joke? Or maybe a fake ID? People had to be hella dumb to believe an ID with JK's face on it. And why would anyone need a fake ID in college though? Unless-

"Hi! Elizabeth right?". The front door opened and I saw a girl I'm assuming was Beatrice standing in jeans and a cute black top, hair curled on one side. "Did you wait a while? I had my hair in a curling iron sorry about that... ".

"Oh, no problem. You can call me Liz though". Slipping the ID into my pocket, I smiled at her. "Your hair looks great. Well the curled side looks better".

She laughed, one of those funny laughs that makes everyone around them want to start laughing too.

"I like you already. Come on, let's get you in", she said, picking up the heavier bag and shuffling inside. Wow, she was actually nice, the nicest person I met today really (especially after McJerk Jogger). I picked up my other two bags and followed Beatrice inside.

"Here, put them next to the bed. This is your room, you like it?"

"Um yes. It's great. Thanks for letting me rent this place, Beatrice"

"Call me Bea, everyone does. My room's that one and the bathroom's down there", she started pointing out doors. "I'm honestly sorry, but I need to rush. I'm going on a double-date", she gave a nervous smile. "I thought you'd get here earlier. Was your flight delayed or something?"

"Yep, exactly", I groaned. "I don't care how many times I've been on a delayed flight, I'm offended each time." 

"So true", she chuckled, walking away to the bathroom, I guess.

Sighing, I pushed aside a suitcase and flopped down on my bed. It was acceptably soft, and smelled so clean and fresh. Closing my eyes, I flipped over and onto my stomach. This was really happening. I was at an out-of-state college, finally living on my own. And I even got a nice roommate out of it.

"So there's food in the fridge if you're hungry, some pasta and stuff. And the food delivery fliers are in the lounge drawer."

"Great". My voice came out kind of muffled.

She stopped on her way back from the bathroom, makeup supplies in hand. "Are you okay?", eyeing my stomach down position warily.

I jumped up, grinning. "Um, just tired. I'm fine, really. The sheets just smelled so good. Did you have them washed or something".

"Actually I did. And you're welcome. Though considering my last roommate was a boy, cleaning those sheets was practically a public service". Shaking her head, she walked back to her room.

 Feeling slightly less comfortable with my bed, I got up, looking out the window. You could see campus from here, and the gym building. Speaking of which...

I pulled out the ID from my pocket. It didn't look fake, though that was probably the point. Jungkook looked gorgeous, as always. They'd used a year-old pic, with his hair shorter, almost coconut like. Even the birthday was the same, 1st Sep 1997. Someone did their research. 

A horn sounded, breaking my reverie. Beatrice - or Bea - ran to the door, grabbing a purse. "Make yourself at home, Liz. I'll be back around 9 or 10. Bye!"

"Bye, have a great night."

"Thanks", shouted right as the door slammed shut and I heard her heeled boots go down the sidewalk.

The whole place to myself? I don't mind. As for the ID, I was hanging onto it for now. Maybe the guy will come looking for his ID. Or maybe not. I could keep a part of Jungkook with me.

Smiling like an idiot, I slipped the card into my wallet and turned on my music, playing Euphoria. All my stuff was gonna take a long time to unpack!