Just A Number

I got out of the bathroom wrapped in my towel since I forgot to bring clothes in, Jungkook was sitting on the edge of the bed scrolling through his phone, “The bathroom is free,” I mumbled heading over to my duffle bag, as I walked over passing him, he grabs my arm pulling me on the bed, “What the hell Jungkook?”

“I wasn’t mad okay, I was frustrated, frustrated at you for not telling me you’re afraid of heights,” he was halfway on top of me staring down at me, “How am I supposed to know these things if you don’t tell me?” well yeah, he does have a point there, “I’m sorry Jungkook, it’s pretty embarrassing and plus I didn’t want you to have to not enjoy yourself because of me,” he frowns at my answer, “Just being with you is what I enjoy on this trip, it made me feel like a shitty boyfriend seeing you jumping off with some guy you just met, having him help face your fears instead of…me,” he furrowed his brows slightly pouting, he looked away avoiding my gaze. Wow, is he jealous?



I grabbed his face with both of my hands making him look at me, “I’m sorry, I promise no more secrets, I’ll tell you everything from now on,” he looks down at me and gently smiled, “okay, and I’m sorry I acted like brat,” he chuckled, “Forgiven,” he leans down planting a wet kiss on my lips, “Is it too late to take your offer on showering together,” he smirked, “yep, you’re too late.” I laughed.


We were sitting at the outside bar that was in the resort ordering drinks. “Yeah, I don’t think I’m going to drink this time,” “Aw c’mon you just got to pace yourself,” Jungkook handed me the drink menu, “Fine, but I’m only drinking ONE drink and that’s it.” “Okay,” he laughs. As we ordered our drink Jungkook receives a text on his phone, “Ugh, stupid work shit, I honestly don’t want to be thinking about work right now,” he rubs his eyes, “Are you…going away again?” I asked with a dejected tone,

“No, no I’m not, I’m just doing some commercials, appearing on some shows, shooting a music video and preparing for another concert in Seoul.” “Wow, you have so much on your plate,” “You’re telling me,” “You know, I used to think that being an idol or just being famous was really cool, you have the life, money, can do almost anything, go anywhere but now how I see it, it must all get old fast.” I said sipping my drink, “Yeah, it does, I don’t know how long I’ll be doing this, I don’t want to retire old with no family or kids, that’s how a lot of them end up.” “YOU want to get married and have a family?” I chuckled,



“Yeah,” he laughs embarrassed, “When I was a kid I always watch those dramas with the one with a big happy family, they always seem happy and they’re never alone. I didn’t grow up like that, it was always just me and my dad, I was alone most of the time because he had to work, he was a fisherman, so, he would leave really early and come back late,” wow, this is the first time he talks about his past, his personal life is actually a mystery to me and I’m dying to know more.

“Could I get a whiskey sour?” A voice next to me asked the bartender, I looked over and to my surprise saw Gikwang! “Oh shit, it’s you guys again,” he looks back at us smiling, “What are you doing here?” I nervously smiled, “I was staying here 2 days ago, I wanted to treat myself, but I leave late tonight and thought I’ll drink one last time here before I leave for the airport. I’m going to Singapore next.” He grinned, Jungkook wasn’t too thrilled to see him, he took a sip of his drink and nodded his head.

He pulled up a bar stool sitting next to me as his drink was ready, I slightly felt uncomfortable being next to him because I knew Jungkook wasn’t a fan of him for some godly unknown reason. “If you guys don’t mind me asking what is it that you do back home?” “Oh, um, I’m, I’m a makeup artist, and J-Jay right here is a…” Oh crap, I can’t tell him what Jungkook really does, what the hell do I say? “A Taekwondo instructor.” Jungkook nonchalantly replied finishing his drink. Is that what he could come with?? “Woah, awesome, I always wanted to learn Taekwondo,” Gikwang chuckles, Jungkook nods and orders another drink.



“What about you Gikwang, what do you do? Besides traveling around the world,” “I used to work for a big corporation in Australia, it was my dream job since I was in High school but, after working there for about 3 years I grew depressed, I realized it wasn’t my dream, my real dream is to travel around the world and learn about different cultures. So, I sold everything that I owned and set off, so that’s why I’m here today, I’m free.” “Wowwww,” I was amazed, I didn’t know people actually did that, he’s…he’s brave.

I heard Jungkook slightly snort at Gikwang which made me turn my head around to glare at him, he was almost done with his second drink, what is up with him. Gikwang and I chit-chatted for almost an hour talking about a lot of things, mostly random topics and our opinion on things it was quite fun, Jungkook didn’t say a word the whole time, I almost forgot he was here until he slightly slammed his glass down on the bar which made me and Gikwang turn around to look at him, “I’m going back to villa, you two, please, enjoy your night.” He put the money on the bar and slightly staggered out of the bar area, oh my god, he’s drunk.

“I, I think I should go Gikwang,” I said eyeing the area Jungkook disappeared at, “Yeah no I understand,” “It was really nice meeting you Gikwang, I hope you have a fun and safe trip around the world,” I smiled, “Thank you…and Yuna?” he called out to me as I was about to leave, “I know who he really is, my sister is pretty much a big fan, I won’t say anything about meeting you guys since to me you guys are just regular cool people, take care of him and take care of yourself.” He sincerely smiled. I nodded as I couldn’t believe what I heard.



“Jungkook?” I called out to him entering the house, no answer, I walked into our room and found him sitting in the little coffee table chair that was in the corner. He was slouching on the chair rubbing his eyes, “Jung…kook?” I quietly say walking in, “Did you have a good time?” his voice was deep he looked up at me with a grimace look, I said nothing and was just looking at him puzzled.

He slowly got up and walked over to me, I backed up and felt my back hit against the door to our room, he put his arm against the door trapping me, he was so close, I could smell the alcohol on his breath, his gaze was dark, dark with lust, his eyes were studying my face trailing down to my chest, then he looks back up to me again biting his lip sensual,



“Uh, Jungkook?” “It’s so hard,” “what?!” “I want…them to know you’re mine and only mine. You’re mine…just think of me, just me…stop thinking about him, why does it feel like I’m competing with him?” The tone of his voice sounded desperate for answers, he gazes falls to the floor his head was hanging down, “w-what are you..tal--?” I tried to ask, “Yoongi, Yoongi.” He slightly shakes his head taking his arm off the door, he runs his hands down his face sighing, “I’m going to sleep on the couch, you sleep here,” he walks out of the room, “B-but Jungkook,” “Sleep there Yuna, because I’m afraid if I stay in the same room with you in this state…I’m going to try something stupid.”

*Flashback *

Yoongi grabbed the book out of my hand that I was reading, “Ya!” “What are you always reading,” he plops down on the couch beside me looking at the book, “The Hunger Games,” “Oh? Why read it when you can just watch the movie?” “Becausssseee, the movie doesn’t cover every detail the book does! Whatever you wouldn’t understand,” I grabbed my book back from him rolling my eyes,

“I like the Hunger Games, just not reading,” he chuckles. “Sure you do, anyways, what are you doing here, I thought you were going to the studio?” “I am, I just wanted to spend some time with you before I go, I’m going to start being there for a long time, things are kind of looking up so I need to focus,” “I see,” I sigh, Yoongi started working for this studio producing music, so far, his songs are popular and a lot of artists want to buy his music.

“You start beauty school soon right?” he looks over at me, “yeah I start in 2 weeks, I’m pretty nervous,” “Don’t be, you’re going to be an amazing makeup artist, you’re talented,” “Thank you love,” I smiled giving him a peck on the lips, he gave me a warm smile and got up, “Well, I got to go, you keep reading your book,” I rolled my eyes again and chuckled, he walks out of the living room and then pops his head back to look at me, “You love me, real or not real?” I look back at him as he was nervously looking with a sparkle of anticipation in his eyes, I laughed shaking my head and said, “real.”



[A year later]
I knocked on Yoongi’s studio door hoping he will answer this time. The last couple of months weren’t so great, all the fights, him drinking, working so late it was so hard. I don’t know what happened to the old Yoongi I fell for back in high school 4 years ago but I’m hoping he’s still there somewhere deep down.

The door unlocked and Yoongi peeped his head through, “What,” he growled, “I was just…checking to see if you were okay, you haven’t come home for 3 days.” He opens the door signally me to come in, the studio room was a mess, food containers everywhere, paper scattered on the floor, also clothes, his hair was a mess and he looks even paler. “I’m fine, I told you to stop coming here,”



“Well maybe if you ever text me back I wouldn’t be down here!” I slightly raised my voice, he sat on his chair and pinched the skin between his eyebrows, “I’m not doing this with you today, I have so much to do, so many songs to work on before the deadline,” “Yoongi, you didn’t even come to my graduation last week, I finished beauty school and you promised you were going to be there,” I felt tears forming behind my eyes, he’s been missing a lot lately, and even if he is there right next to me I still feel as if he’s far away.

He said nothing, licking his lips not looking at me, “You’re not even going to apologize or say anything?” I crossed my arms, he slowly looks up at me with a cold look in his dark iris,



“I need you to go.”

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