LOVE AT FIRST HATE | BTS Jungkook ff

Drenched

Eun bi's POV

I sat in front of the computer as I cracked my knuckles and yawned.

"Today was exhausting." I whined to myself.

Maybe I'm actually not taking care of myself.

Maybe Jungkook was right.

Now that his name crossed my mind, I can't help but think about what had happened between us.

Last time we both spoke with each other, I was so rude towards him.

Even so he stayed with me when I fainted after that. I know I didn't see him taking care of me, but I obviously know that I didn't magically end up on my bed with a wet towel on my head.

From the first time it was like, I refused to believe that he could be a good guy.

I kept telling myself that he's an arrogant fellow, but not once he behaved rudely with me.

Was I wrong for having the attitude that I could never be wrong?

Yeah. In fact I am the arrogant person who refuses to see what's in front of her.

What hurt me the most was when I saw him today was he never looked at me with those doe eyes all the time we were there.

He was like a puppy all the time. Being ignored by a happy puppy all of a sudden must obviously affect me.

I looked at my computer as I tried to divert my thoughts only to see several articles about Jungkook popping up on the screen.

I had typed Jungkook's name in the search bar subconsciously as I kept thinking about him.

Only then I realized that I never actually got to know him. I naturally started reading some of those articles.

Some of the titles itself made me laugh like "Top actor panics when idol actress comes in for a hug" "Idol spotted in convenience store buying banana milk" "Is the top actor gay?" "Why is the star actor so cold and distant?"

I scrolled further to see an article from months ago "Top actor almost got attacked by a sasaeng fan" I saw the date it was published and started counting with my fingers and figured out it was from when I saw him at first.

The article said that Jungkook was followed by a sasaeng fan to Canada while he attended a fan sign. Although he was being careful, the obsessed fan tried to get close to him. He panicked and pushed the sasaeng away and ran from there. There was a part of his interview attached in the article. "I thought I didn't need any guards as I was going to a foreign country. I thought not many people could recognize me there with hoodie and glasses on where I am least expected to be. Unfortunately I had no idea that an obsessed fan had followed me there. I don't know if idols and actors can live a normal life like others. Just like others I went there for the fan signing event, but the experience for me has become different. I really hope that fans respect the idol's privacy."

He looked soulless. My heart ached while listening to him say those words.

I scrolled down and saw a low quality image of that sasaeng woman clinging on to him. Yeah that was the same woman I saw that day.

I felt so terrible right now. He was already in a miserable state that day and I had punched him.

I think not everyone needs to be blocked outside. I think some deserve to be let in.

I should at least try. I should try so that I'll stop feeling bad. I wanted to talk to him.

As I was thinking stuff, I heard a knock at my door.

"Jungkook?" I smiled and ran towards the door.

As I opened the door, I saw a different guy.

"Mr Idol?" I asked in a shocked tone.

"Hey fierce kitten" The man drenched completely in the rain smiled at me.

"Why did you come here at this time in this state?" I questioned.

The guy in front of me sneezed loudly in response which caught me off guard.

"I'm sorry please come inside first."

As he came inside while scratching his head, I rushed inside to grab a fresh towel and a set of casual clothes.

"Good for you, I often use huge clothes and I had an unused set ready. "

"The bathroom is that way." I added.

"Sorry for the trouble." he smiled awkwardly and went inside.

Maybe he misinterpreted my facial expressions. He probably thought his presence was disturbing to me, but in reality I was just disappointed that the guy who came here was Taehyung and not Jungkook.

I went inside the kitchen to make some hot chocolate while Taehyung was getting changed.

"Eun bi why isn't this working?" Taehyung asked in a hoarse loud voice from the living room.

"What isn't working?" I asked while walking towards the living room with two mugs full of hot chocolate on my hands.

Taehyung stood like a wandering little kid while holding the blow dryer.

"This" he said.

"Let me check that." I said and took it from his hand and gave the mug in my hand.

I kept the other mug on the table and plugged the hair dryer. Eventually we gave up and accepted the fact that it's broken.

"You can always use a towel to dry your hair."I said while giving him a dry towel.

"Yes thank you"

We both giggled.

"So why the sudden visit?" I dropped the question as we both sat on the chairs in front of the table.

"Um, I just wanted to get some air ,so I came out and suddenly remembered that I could talk to you about the drama " he responded.

"Wow, that's some great weather to get AIR," I said in a deep tone and the raining sound in the background got us laughing.

"So have you worked in any movies or other works before?" he asked and now his face became intense.

Looking at him like this gave me goosebumps. The way he showed his duality when the topic changed to his profession is just amazing. It was a pure idol - fan interaction. I felt blessed.

"Uh, do short films and music videos count?" I asked soon after snapping out of admiring him.

"Of course. They'll definitely reflect your aesthetics." he said and now he looked more relaxed and smiled calmly.

I smiled in response and noticed water still dripping from his hair.

"You are not used to drying your hair with a towel?" I mocked at him.

"Is that so obvious?" he looked at me innocently which made me laugh.

"Let me show you how it is done." I confidently informed him and got the towel from him.

I slowly dried his hair with it and my mind drifted away by memories.

The days when my mom used to do this for me flashed in front of my eyes.

It got so quiet there.

I stood silently next to Taehyung while my hands or still on his head without even noticing him looking at me, until I heard the sound of the door opening.

The sound of the door opening caught me off guard and the guy who opened it shocked me more.

Inevitably I distanced myself from Taehyung, feeling like a cheating wife.

The other guy who was drenched in rain looked restless and went back without saying a word.

What the hell?