Just A Number

We pulled up to my apartment complex, he parked in an empty spot and cut off his car. He was pretty quiet for most of the ride here, I wonder what he’s thinking, he was just tapping on his steering wheel, “Yuna?” he finally broke silent. “Hm?” “Can I uh…walk you up?” he gulped, it was pretty cute to see how nervous he is. A famous guy sitting next to me is nervous walking me up to my door. “sure,” I smiled politely. We got out of the car and walked up to the fourth floor where I lived. I only agreed for him to walk me up because I knew Minyong was still out at work.

We stood in front of my door, I felt nervous all of a sudden, my heart seemed like it was beating a thousand times per minute, what is it? We awkwardly just stood there not knowing what to do next, god this atmosphere is so weird. “Well, um, goodnight?” I awkwardly said as I was about to start punching the key code in, “Yuna,” he grabbed my arm, turning me back around to face him, we were really close. Oh my god, what is going on? “I um, I had a really good time hanging out with you.” He was looking down at the floor, “did you, enjoy our time out?” I slowly nodded my head, “I did.”

He looked up at me and gave me a warm smile, his eyes meeting mine, I’ve always admired of how hot he looked when I saw him on TV, but, I personally got to know Jungkook, or, Jeongguk, and right now seeing him looking at me, he is more than that he’s captivating. Maybe this could probably…be something? He gently put his hand on my cheek, caressing it with his thumb, he closed his eyes, his lips slightly apart and then he started leaning towards my face. My body seems to have a mind of her own because I suddenly closed my eyes and my lips slightly pursed, waiting to meet his,

“Yuna I know you’re out he---.” The door opened and it was Minyong staring back at us, mouth falling wide open at what was about to happen, or, really at Jungkook.

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