Paper Hearts (COMPLETED ✔️)

♡Chapter 17♡

Don't think I would just forget about it
Hoping that you won't forget about it

- Tori Kelly

Jungkook's POV

I should have seen it coming. I should have known that Alex was up to something, but the last thing I expected was him locking me and Jasmine in our hotel room together. I suspected him to try to get me jealous, which he did and it worked until Alex crumbled to the ground like a dying spider when Jasmine kicked him.

After Jasmine attempted to get herself out of the room like the walls were closing in on her, we laid on the bed together watching cartoons. It is difficult to pay attention to what is happening on TV because the side of my face is burning from her stare.

The bed dips and feels lighter as she gets off of it. I turn my head to look at her fidgeting form.

"I'm going to take a shower," she says with hesitation in her voice.

I nod in response and turn my attention back to the TV. From my peripheral vision, I see her pad to the door and attempt to unlock it. I don't know why she's even trying when she knows good and well that she's stuck with me until tomorrow morning. I can't help but chuckle when I see her squeeze her cheeks together in frustration. Cute~.

"I figured it would still be locked. I have a feeling Alex isn't coming back until tomorrow. You can just take a shower here," I say while getting up to go my backpack.

I'm sure she doesn't want to sleep in her "dirty" clothes, so she can wear one of my clean undershirts.

I hand it to her and she takes it with confusion swarming in her eyes. After I tell her she can wear it to go to bed, she hums in response and heads to the bathroom, locking the door softly. What does she think I'm going to do? Bardge in there and watch her shower? I blush to the thought of doing that, but I'm not a pervert so I wouldn't even try. I head back to the bed and continue watching the cartoons. 

It is 9:30 PM and she has still not gotten out the bathroom. Afraid she may be shriveling up in the shower, I head towards the bathroom door before knocking. I hear a loud bang and meek voice in pain afterward. I start to panic and try to open the door, forgetting it is locked.

"Jaz! Are you okay?!" I yell.

My hand is still clenching the doorknob as if it would magically unlock to let me in.

"Y-yeah, you just startled me," she responds in a shaky voice.

My heart pains at the hurt in her voice and knowing that I am the cause of it.

"I'm so sorry. I was just wondering if you were okay. You've been in the bathroom for 30 minutes," I respond.

"I'm all good. I'm coming out, just give me five minutes," she says.

After I hear the pattering of the water stop I tell her, okay, being a little more comfortable that she's alright. Too worried that I may have to break the door down if she falls again, I wait behind the door for her.

In exactly five minutes, she comes out the bathroom. God, she's gorgeous in only my shirt. I strain my eyes on her's, not wanting to make her more uncomfortable by eye-f*cking her. She clenches her clothes to her chest before a smirk appears on her face.

"You are welcome to look down if you want," she says before sliding past me.

The tips of my ears are heating up and I'm met with embarrassment. Does she think this a game, to tease me? Two can play it that way. I head into the bathroom and take my shower thinking of all the ways I can fluster her up.