Just A Number

Either I’m losing my mind or Jungkook just ask what if we dated, so I’m going to believe that I’ve clearly lost my mind. “W-what?” “What if you and I dated? I could…help you forget about your ex.” I scoffed looking at him stunned.

“W-what? W-why would you-,?” I stuttered getting the words out, but before he could answer the dressing room door opened, “Ya! Jungkook, why aren’t you dressed yet!?” his manager exclaimed, he quickly got up and bowed to me thanking me as the stylists ran in to hand him his outfit for the shoot.

I quickly gathered my things as they were forcing him out of his clothes. As I cleaned up, I noticed him…shirtless…his…abs….were…showing. Abs, the man has a six pack. I scurried out the door trying my best not to look his way, once I was close to the door I notice him watching me, grinning at me knowing I was definitely watching him change.





It was 11pm, and not one taxi was in the area. I was out freezing my ass off, I might as well have worked overtime since I’m still at the stupid studio. I sighed, seeing my breath in the cold air. I guess I’ll walk 4 blocks to see if there’s any taxis in the area. I started walking carrying my heavy makeup box, my ears burning from the cold, “Yuna!” someone yelled my name.

I quickly turned back as I saw a guy running towards me with a mouth mask on. Who the hell is that? I stood my ground clutching my box, getting ready to hit this guy with it if he’s going to try to attack me. “Hey, hey, relax it’s me!!” He pulled down his mask, “Jung—kook?”

His smile was wide, “Were you going to hit me with that thing?” he laughed, I rolled my eyes, “it’s late at night I thought you were some robber or something,” I muttered, “Anyways, what are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be still shooting?”



“Yeaaaa, but we finished early since my shots were really good, I was downstairs on my phone until I spotted you standing out here,” he tapped my shoulder. “Oh, well okay, uh…I guess I’ll see you whenever I see you, gotta get home.”

I said stepping back, his smile fell, I kind of felt bad for making it seem like I was trying to get rid of him, well, kind of, because of his nonsense talk earlier. “Do you want a ride?” he asked looking around not seeing any taxis.

“Oh, no no, that’s okay, I’ll just walk a few blocks until I spot a cab I’ll be okay.” I gave him a quick smile before turning away to walk, “Yuna! It’s like -7C (19F) out here!” I waved my hand at him as I continued to walk down the sidewalk, “Ya! I’ll buy you some hot chocolate!” I froze, did he just offer to buy me hot chocolate? I turned around to look at him, he was laughing,

“well? What do you say?”

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