Mystery Girl

The Meeting 4

Jungkook's POV

I hate watching her so close to others, my eyes can't stop flickering over to where she is, sitting next to Taehyung and Jimin who are leaning towards her not so subtly. I can't let my jealousy show; I have to hide it. I push my tongue into my cheek and bounce my knee, uncomfortable with their closeness. 

When Namjoon asks if she will answer some questions, y/n almost immediately says yes. She seems honest and open and willing to tell us what we want to hear. I try to mask my intrigue and sit still and relaxed as though all her answers are the same to me- not that she is even looking in my direction anyway. 

When she says her younger brother is rude and annoying, I wonder what he does to make her feel this way- I guess it is just what siblings do, after all, I should know, my brother always picked fights with me. 

Y/n says she doesn't have a dream job and this surprises me but I am not shocked. I don't understand it myself; growing up I always wanted to be a dancer but of course, it is possible to not have a dream, I've learned (Note: No More Dream lol). Another thing that catches my attention is when she explains she is an English teacher. 

Teachers have to be very patient with their students and I imagine sitting in her class, chatting to my friends animatedly, ignoring the unamused stares y/n sends me until she walks up to my desk and leans down to my level to tell me to be quiet with as much sweetness as a pissed off person can muster. Jungkook I chime myself. What is wrong with my mind?

I want to know the ins and outs of y/n's brain. It would be a dream if she has intelligence as well as beauty. Once I manage to get out of my head, I notice everyone listening intently, waiting for y/n's reply to Namjoon's last question. When I listen to her reply, my face blushes instantly, making my imagination attempt to run off again. Ugh come on Jungkook, get it together. 

Y/n's POV

After Namjoon is finished, everyone asks their own questions. "Do you dance?" asks Hobi with an expression of hopeful intrigue. I smile softly, "Yes, a little a bit, I am nowhere as good as you though."

"Yet," he says under his breath so I only just catch it. It is enough to make my thoughts go blank and my heart to speed up, a state of confusion overwhelming my senses. 

"Do you like photography?" Tae enquires, looking at me curiously, as though he can't see my evident panic. 

"Yes," I stutter nervously, "I don't have a lot of experience though."

"I'll show you my photographs!" Taehyung then exclaims in excitement and I smile genuinely, already fantasising about spending quiet nights making a scrapbook with Tae, drinking tea and eating chocolate.

"Have you ever attempted songwriting?" Yoongi asks calmly, almost as though the answer will have no effect on him at all. I cringe at his question suddenly, feeling my face heat up considerably. "Yes, only a few verses which were written in the middle of the night about stupid teenage ideas of love," I say looking at the floor shyly, feeling quite stupid. 

I laugh, embarrassed, regretting giving him an honest answer when I could have just lied.  "Everyone has a starting point," Yoongi replies straight-forwardly and I look back at up at him in a state of pleasant surprise and gratefulness. I smile at him, but he looks away quickly, uncomfortable with my eye contact.

"Have you ever done acting?" Jin asks, staring at me intently. I fiddle with my fingers, trying to find courage before telling him about the only time I can think of. "I played Juliet in my school play." "Wow! I bet that role suited you!" I am not sure what Jin meant by this, but I take it as a compliment and smile at him politely.

Jimin taps me on my shoulder lightly and I jump at his sudden contact. My face heats up further remembering holding his face earlier today, but I listen to his question attentively. "Can you sing?" My heart sinks at this, knowing that there is no way that I can lie about this. 

"As much as I would love to be able to, no," I say truthfully, turning my attention back to my feet as I feel my hands tangle together instinctively, a habit I have formed from my shyness. "At least let us hear you and then we can be the judge of that." Jimin continues, seemingly determined.

I hate this stupid twisting feeling in my stomach and the tears that are threatening to fall from the corners of my eyes. It gets in the way of so many things in my life and I am so sick of this stupid fear overtaking me. I can see someone move in my peripheral vision to tell me that I don't have to do it presumably, but this is a once in a lifetime chance and I know that I have to do this. For myself. 

After attempting to sing a little of "Someone Like You" by Adele, I glance up to meet the faces of the members staring back at me. I feel my nerves attack and overwhelm me. I can feel myself shaking and remember the terrible stage fright I used to experience when I was a child at school. I shake my head in simple anger at myself. 

"Hey, it's not that bad," Jin assures me. "I was worse than you when I started out." I tried not to scoff in disbelief and instead giggle softly to myself before burying my face in my hands. "Thank you for trying to make me feel better." Jimin rubs my back, seemingly hyperaware of my dropping self-esteem. 

It feels so comforting to me and I forget that these people are the idols I have been in love with for years but instead simply people that I met on holiday and I am friendly with. "I'm being honest y/n." Jin states in a serious tone. That makes me lift my head up to make eye contact with him. I smile gratefully, my silly fearfulness and anger washing away, I wish this night to never end. 

"We can teach you," Jungkook says suddenly, speaking for the first time since we'd entered the room. My head snaps up to stare at him with surprise. 

"You think so?" I murmur, feeling optimism creep into my voice.

"Sure I do," he says casually and turns away once more. That boy. I think. So reserved. So am I, I suppose a fangirl who delights in fantasies, especially about kpop boys I could only dream to be with. 

Except, it seems that my dream is becoming a reality. 

(1155 words)

Author's Note

I know that my updates are slow, but I have so much school work to do and am still trying to figure out what I want to do with this story. Anyway, thanks for reading, please vote and comment and have a nice day. 💜