Why Me!! {Jungkook x Reader}

Unknown Caller

~Your POV~

And there I stood in front of the dining table with a plate crashed beside my leg, broken into pieces with a loaf of bread on the ground, covered in glass.

And once again in my life I whined... Why Me!

~Next morning~

Well today was a good day since my father bought me my favorite chocolate which I had always longed for. It was a good day until my phone rang. I looked at the call ID. It was a strange number. I looked at it before attending the call.

"Sup" Said a man's voice. It was quite hoarse. 

"Hi"

 "How are you?" "I'm fine, how are you?"

"I'm fine too." 

"May I know who you are."

"Uh well I am your mum's brother." I was discombobulated since my mother never talked about a person with such a husky voice as her brother. And who's he? 

"I am Danish" He continued.

"Umm... Hi Uncle Danish, nice to talk to you."

"Nice to talk to you too dear." He replied in a cold voice which made me doubt him.

"By the way I just wanted to know if your mum's home."

"No, she's out. I will ask her to call you back." I said.

"Is anyone home?" He asked impatiently. I heard a faint voice. I guess that person was happy that I am home alone.

"No. Wait! Yes. Me." I replied jokingly keeping in my mind he's my uncle. "I mean you can talk to me?" I continued. 

"Well, I wanted to talk to a grown up" 

"What do you mean. Like I am grown up, I'm 18." I replied in a cold tone.

"Ugh, by the way I just wanted to ask if your father is still a police office." He asked with hope of a 'no' in his voice.

"No" I said hesitantly. As I said that, I realized that it was a truth untold or you can say a truth which should be untold. 

"K then, bye!" said Uncle Danish.

"Bye." I whispered in a shaky low voice, only enough for us to listen. I hung up the phone. 

I begun to thing who that guy could be. Something was odd. Why would he ask whether my father is still a police officer all of a sudden. And all the kidnappers my father had kidnapped has something in common, even this guy.

I yawned. I snapped out of my thoughts and went to my room. I jumped on my bed and closed my eyes, not sooner that I had drifted to my dream world. I was really tired and sleepy since I was completing my high school project yesterday night or you can say the dead line.

~Taehyung's POV~

I was not in the mood of talking to anyone this morning. I just wanted to kick the hell out who ever comes my way. I don't know why but Jungkook doesn't treat me like a hyung.  

_Flashback_

"Jungkook come here" I said

"Yes hyung" Jungkook said while his eyes were still glued to his phone.

"Pass me that bottle"

"Which bottle?"

"Only if you look"

"Tsk. If you want it, you take it. If you don't want to, don't." Jungkook said as he left the room.

_End of flashback_

I stopped thinking about it since he he only 2 years younger than me. I went to the kitchen to grab a glass of cold juice so that I calm down. I put some ice in it to make it colder. I turned back and saw Jungkook standing there. I looked in brown doe eyes and he looked at the fridge.

"Hyung"

"Yes"

"Can you please-"

"Oh yes I forgive you dear dongsaeng"

"I didn't ask forgiveness...I just wanted you to excuse so that I can take my chocolate."

"Ok" Saying that I went to my room.

I thought he came to ask forgiveness. I was really disappointed. I taught of telling Yoongi Hyung but fortunately he was sleeping on my bed.

I went back to the hall. That's where I like to sit mostly.