Mystery Girl

The Meeting 1

Jungkook's POV

I couldn't concentrate the rest of the fan-signing though I tried my best. I kept thinking about the note I'd given y/n and second-guessing myself. Was it the right thing to do? Of course it was. I tell myself but my mind keeps running off, picturing different horrible scenarios over and over again. 

What if the members thought she was a crazy sasaeng and told me off? What if Bang PD nim found out and severely told me off? That would be embarrassing. What if y/n didn't want to come and stood me up? What if the media saw her arriving at our place and that ruined her life?

My nerves were on edge for hours, thinking about the girl who had spoken to me so genuinely. The other fans were all endearing too, many were as pretty or prettier than y/n by any standards, some were smarter, but none rivalled y/n's aura. None made my heart beat like it had for y/n. 

When the members and I arrive back at our apartment, I know I have to tell them what I have done. My guilt and fears would consume me if I kept this a secret any longer.

I text the group chat from my position lying on my front on my bed. I asked them to come over for "important business".

TaeTae- Ooo sounds scary!

ChimChim- Lol tae, maybe kookie's in love!

Kookie- Hey, how did you guess?

ChimChim- Ooo he admits it!

TaeTae- That y/n girl, I knew you'd have a soft spot for her

Namjoonie- You guys liked her too?

EommaJin- If I'm worldwide handsome, she is worldwide beautiful!

JHope:)-  Jin Hyung! Wow, I didn't know we all liked her.

HumanStone- Ugh guys will you stop spamming? You're hurting my head. I have her number, let's all go to Jungkook's room and call her.

ChimChim- Ooo lets!

TaeTae- I agree!

Namjoonie- Hm how interesting...

EommaJin- Why didn't she give ME her number? Not fair!

Kookie- Just hurry up and come to mine! I still need to tell you something.

JHope:)- I'm on my way now kookie don't worry.

Once everyone has arrived at my room, I explain what I have done. "You told her to come here?" Jimin asks with evident surprise.

"Yes, I had to see her again," I say pouting.

"Jungkook, it's better if we all talked with her tonight. We can't put her in such an uncomfortable position." Namjoon reasons.

"Yes, I suppose so," I agree, "Maybe we'll be able to learn more about her." A sound of agreement fills the room before Yoongi speaks. "Shall we call her now?" We all nod in unison as Yoongi presses the call button. 

Y/n's POV

I am watching TV and sipping some tea, trying to calm myself. However, I am impatient and every few seconds, I find myself glancing at the clock on the wall. It mocks me with its ever so slowly moving second hand. It is ten minutes past three. 

I sigh and turn back to whatever Korean show I had managed to find. Most of these channels are Korean variety shows that blast random foreign conversations at me. The one I had settled for was a kdrama featuring Park Bogum. 

I watch the screen with some form of interest and even though I want to watch this show, my pulse won't quieten and I find myself sitting right at the edge of my bed. The actors on screen are playing out the stereotypical slow-motion stare at each other as if they are going to kiss, but it is only the third episode, so there isn't any point in getting my hopes up for the two of them.

As I watch the screen a little longer and I find the plotline, I am sent into a daydream about the members and I incorporate each member into my silly fantasy, imagining a picnic with them, a beach day, where we splash in the sea and I imagine playing videogames with them, our competitive shouts echoing around the walls of their apartment. 

I smile to myself, turning on a BTS playlist on my phone, letting the music wash over my senses and almost as if denying reality, I go back to the chapter of a Jungkook fanfic I had been reading in the line. I am normally invested in fanfictions, but now that some of these interactions seem familiar to me and dare I say, possible, my eagerness to see Jungkook is amplified with ferocity. 

Anticipation was built up inside of me like a wall and I found it hard to breathe normally. Once again, I went back into my daze of nervousness and excitement. My heart virtually jumps out of my chest when my phone goes off. I answer the incoming call with my palms sweating and a shaky voice. "Hello? Who is it?" The voice on the other end takes a moment before replying, "Hi it's Yoongi."

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Author's Note

Oh dear, this episode is a bit short. I hope you don't mind! My updates will probably be quite slow as I'm bombarded with school work and now don't have anything prewritten to write down! Which means that I am going to have to try and make up a storyline that is entertaining and makes sense. If you have any ideas, don't be afraid to comment them! Hope you are having a great day! Please vote if you enjoy. 💜