Take care of my heart #jeonjungkookfanfic
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  • Reads 1,123
  • Votes 230
  • Parts 38
  • Time 1h 54m
Ongoing, First published Jun 26, 2020
Mature
Jungkook POV :
It's 3 o'clock in the afternoon... We arrived at Daejeon for a photo shoot that we will be having a few hours from now. Unfortunately we might have to wait since we came too early and the venue was still occupied by a modeling agency until 5 o'çlock. I decided to take a nap while waiting for the time. Because of our hectic schedule this past few days i easily fell asleep. I was in a beautiful dream when Jimin hyung woke me up and dragged me down the van. 
Jimin : Jungkook let's go! It's 4pm ang they are allowing us to get inside. Let's play around a bit while waiting.
I just let him drag me around even though i'm still sleepy. I was like sleepwalking with him guiding my hand. I suddenly bumped into him as i didn't notice that he stopped walking. I lazily opened my eyes and there SHE is... the most beautiful woman i've ever seen...
Jungkook: Hyung! Am I still dreaming?....





Main Author : Jeidee Berneth
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