"Jin kidnapped me." I watched as Jungkook stood up. He was about to stoop down and help me up, but he stopped and stood back up.
"He- you know what? I'm not even going to ask." Jungkook chuckled, offering me a hand. "Can you stand?"
"I can try." I nodded, grabbing his hand, but waited. "Just take it slow, okay?"
"No, I was gonna pull you up and make sure you land on your feet really hard so the tension jolts up your leg." Jungkook responded sarcastically, pulling me up, his hands sliding up my arms to hold my forearms as I put my weight on my feet. "How does that feel?" He looked down at my legs. "You aren't shaking like before, so that's an improvement."
"It's,, it's a bit touchy, but I think it's okay... ?" I looked up at Jungkook to see if he agreed with me.
"Well I'm holding you up a lot, so this isn't your full weight." He tapped his finger on my arm, smiling up before looking down. "You tell me if I need to stop, okay? I'm going to slowly let you go."
"O-okay." I nodded, looking down at my legs too. Trust me, I'd much rather look at the Golden Maknae of BTS, but knowing he's Taehyung's made me feel a bit bad for hitting on him.
I could feel every pound added to the tension on my feet, and it burned. Yes it burned, and it stung, like a buzz I guess. It was painful, but on this carpet, it wasn't intolerable.
"You're okay?" Jungkook asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah, it doesn't hurt as bad as before." I nodded, looking up at him..
He beamed. "That's wonderful! Sometimes you just need to take it step by step." He looked down at my arms and his hands. "I'm going to let go now, okay? Tell me if you need to keep holding on."
I nodded, not really trusting myself to use actual words because I just know I'll accidentally flirt with him. I don't want to embarrass myself, or accidently cross a line.
Pluss what the heck am I supposed to say to Jeon freaking Jungkook?
He let go, moving his hands away slowly, waiting for me to possibly fall, hism still ready to catch me if needed. But I could balance. I swayed a bit, but that was because I haven't stood in a while.
"Ah you're healing so fast!" Jungkook clapped his hands together a few times. "Wanna walk to my bed and then you can sit?"
I nodded again, turning away from him.
"Hey," He jumped to the other side of me. "You can talk to me, you know. I see you with the other members, and you talk with them, but, you're quiet." Jungkook took a small step back. "Is it because I'm gay-"
"No!" I interrupted him, shaking my head quickly. "Please don't think that! I have no problem with you dating Taehyung please, please I'm not one of those judgemental people. Really, Jungkook, I'm bi myself." I placed my hand on my chest. "It's just ..."
Jungkook waited, he held his hands folded in front of him, standing perfectly still, but made that stillness look relaxed.
"I don't know how to word this well." I smiled nervously, rubbing my forehead. "I guess, it's because you make me shy."
"Me?" Jungkook pointed to himself, talking in tiny. "I make you shy?"
"I konw it sounds dumb and I'm dumb too-"
"No!" Jungkook held my hands, startling me slightly. "No, I think it's ..." He mumbled something, looking away.
"Hm?" I hummed, wondering what he said.
"I think it's romantic almost, something you'd see in a movie." Jungkook smiled and looked down. "Wow, I guess that makes me that cool guy, just like the movies." Jungkook pointed to himself, mumbling something to himself before blinking himself out of whatever state of mind he was in. "And you're that really pretty girl in the movie!"
"Oh no no." I hugged myself, trying to contain the butterflies in my stomach. "I'm not like that girl."
"Yes you are!" Jungkook beamed and crouched down a little so he could go eye to eye to me. "You're beautiful and have the sweetest personality!"
"No." I turned away from him slightly. "I'm poor, and ugly and selfish."
"What?" Jungkook stood straighter, a frown extinguishing that beautiful smile of his. "Who told you that?"
"It doesn't matter." I pushed my hair out of my face, looking at the rug on the ground. "What matter is that it is tr-"
"That it isn't true." Jungkook put his hands on my shoulder. "Your wealth status means nothing to me, and your beauty is absolutely noticeable and it makes you glow. Claudia, I may not have known you long, or talked to you as much as the others, but I've watched. And it is impossible to not adore you."
"Jungkook-"
"Let's walk to my bed, okay?" Jungkook offered me his arm. "Come on Miss Moviestar, let me lead you to your seat."
Oh he's making the butterflies in my stomach go crazy.
"Am I supposed to call you Mr. Superstar?" I looked up at him as I hooked my arm with him.
"Ooo!" Jungkook beamed and took the first step, a slow one. "I could get used to that one."
It took five steps to his bed, and it took longer than it should, but Jungkook didn't mind. He was extremely patient and even more kind and understanding.
"Ighty." He made sure I was comfortable on his bed, sat in the middle. "Do you want a sweatshirt?"
"Huh-"
"I've never given a girl a sweatshirt before and -"
"Wait wait wait." I held up my hand, closing my eyes. "Wait, you want to give me-wait." I hit my head lightly. "If, if, my brain is processing this correctly, you're giving me a sweatshirt which means you think we're close and we're gonna stay close..."
"You don't think we're close?" Jungkook's voice had a hint of sadness in it and my hear broke at the dimness of his eyes.
"No no of course I do!" I sat up. "I just didn't think you would-"
"Claudia I was gonna ask for your number after I got you a sweatshirt or few." Jungkook chuckled. "I like you, and I wanna get even closer."
Jeon Jungkook likes me-
"So I have like, 200 sweatshirts." Jungkook opened a door which led to a huge closet. "My closet has a closet, so please, tell me which sweatshirts you want-if there's any of course." He turned on the lights, the closet bigger than I thought.
Jeon Jungkook is giving me his sweatshirt.
He wants to -
He offered -
"Claudia? Are you okay?"
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