Mystery Girl

The Fan-Signing 4

Jimin had watched, amused, as Taehyung had given this innocent fan his number. Taehyung was certainly picky with the people he gave his number to and I hoped for the fan's sake that he had not done what he did to others in giving her our manager's number. 

However, as he watched his old friend's face, Jimin recognised the look of adoration like the back of his hand. Tae wore this look very rarely and the last time he had, it had not ended well. Jimin did not expect this girl to break his heart, but then again, he never expects them to.

As the girl looks into Jimin's eyes, he smirks playfully, testing her. Surprisingly, she rolls her eyes at him with sarcasm. This knocks his confidence somewhat and he feels as though he is the played not the player. The girl states that her name is y/n and compliments him on dedication and passion sincerely, making him blush. This girl is forward!

To combat his awkward feelings, he gently lifts her hand, placing it against his to compare finger-length. Her hands are about half an inch smaller than his! With a victorious smile, he asks her how tall she is. 

When she reveals her height, his heart swells and he exclaims "You're so small!" before she laughs cutely. He reaches out and cups her face in his hands. His heart thuds in his chest as he whispers "I think being small is cute."

As he stares into her eyes, he realises what he has said and looks away embarrassed, taking his hand swiftly away. Jimin can't believe he did something like that to her, what is he doing? 

He sees something approaching out of the corner of his eye and looks up to see y/n's hand outstretched as she takes a strand of hair away from his face. His face heats up as she whispers, almost inaudibly, "Thanks that means a lot." 

With that, she smiles and turns to Jungkook and leaves him in a hot mess. She isn't allowed to be more flirty than him!

As y/n turns to Jungkook, her ultimate bias, someone's ringtone blares loudly, the sound of church bells filling the room. What an odd ringtone, it must be an automatic one that they don't know how to turn off. 

After scanning the room to see where the sound came from; she returns her attention to Jungkook. He has grown his hair out recently again and the dark chocolate coloured waves frame his perfectly structured face. Seeing him up close has her heart beating a mile a minute. 

She expects a "hello" or some form of greeting but is met with Jungshook instead. Softly, she pokes his arm to get his attention and a wide smile fills his face when he refocuses.

"Uh, h-hello," y/n says showing her hand in greeting. Her heart has completely forgotten its natural rhythm and is instead pounding against her ribcage as though it plans to escape. He asks her name, age and interests and she answers at a rapid rate, hoping to make a good impression. 

She notices him write things down and figures he is signing her posters. She cocks her head questioningly at him but he just smiles innocently.

After that, they didn't have much time to talk so she simply says that she admires how he started in this business so young and how he is still modest and hard-working even though he is super wealthy now. Jungkook grins like the goof he is and plays with her hand absentmindedly. She laughs and say he's weird but lets him do it anyway. Well, it is Jungkook.

When the end of their meeting comes less than a minute later, he doesn't let go of her hand. She looks up at him, not sure whether she is able to make eye contact with him for any longer when he shoves a piece of paper into her hand silently. He squeezes her hand subtly, even though her palm is considerably sweaty and then turns his gaze away. What is this?

Jungkook scratches his face and leans on his chin, taking a small break as he waits for the next fan to finish talking to Jimin. When he is about to greet her, bells sound throughout the room. His jaw drops as he turns to the stunning girl before him and is unable to think straight. She turns to face him and he feels himself stare into her eyes for a moment too long. Looking into the distance, he imagines his fate before feeling a gentle hand on his arm.

He looks at the girl again and she greets him somewhat nervously. She waves before smiling adorably and he decides he wants to know more about this girl. He finds out that her name is y/n, she is 23 and she has a passion for languages and music. He writes down something on a piece of paper, hoping she will understand. She looks curiously back at him but he shakes his head slightly and she lets it go.

With little time to talk, she mentions how she thinks highly of his humbleness and determination which he finds quite flattering and endearing. His old, shy teen self seems to shine through with her, his head quite confused. While she is talking, he finds the courage to grab her hand and play with her fingers. She laughs sweetly, claiming he's weird, but he just smiles at her and she lets him carry on.

Maybe it's true that he doesn't want to let go of her hand yet, even though he can sense her avoiding eye contact and her cheeks have turned a dark colour against the paleness of her skin. He inwardly sighs, but it is a happy sigh for there is something only he knows that has just made his life 10 times better than it already was. 

Y/n shoves the note Jungkook gave her into her pocket before leaving and walking out into the beauty of Korean summer. The building disappears over her shoulder and as it fades from view, she sighs with happiness.

Slowly, she dawdles back to her hotel thinking about all the wondrous things that occurred today. She looks down at the note in her hand, not being able to contain her curiosity any longer and read "Meet me at", what must be an address, "at 5:30". So Jungkook was asking to meet up with her tonight?

She suppresses her excitement the best she can, almost skipping past other people joyfully in the bustling centre of the city, the sun reflecting her feelings, until she reaches her hotel room where she leans against the door and giggles, elated. Happily, she dances around the room, suddenly impatient. Her thoughts are swirling around her brain. Everything she's ever dreamed of is coming true! She is breathless and giddy. How will the night unfold?

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Author's Note

OOoooo. If you couldn't tell Kookie is my bias lol. If you're liking the fanfic so far please feel free to vote and talk to me. I don't bite. Promise. Thank you to my lovely readers!