"Noona!"
It was a vaguely familiar, deep, throaty and husky voice.
You strained to make out where the voice was coming from, but you couldn't.
It caught your ears for a second time, louder, "Noona! Here!"
As you tip-toed, you see fluffy blonde hair and a long arm belonging to Taehyung, flailing at you.
You make your way over, wondering why he would not be in the waiting room.
"Hey Taehyung," You smiled at the doe-eyed boy, "Why're you by yourself?" you noticed he was already changed out of his stage outfit.
He smiled broadly and his eyes twinkled as he spoke, "I'm here to get you! Come!" Tugging at your sleeve, he pulled you lightly towards the exit.
There was a mysterious charm about him that you couldn't really put your finger to. He was a little cheeky, goofy, and almost child-like. But when he spoke, that boom-box-God-given voice never failed to stun you.
He led you to the same carpark from earlier and there were no other cars except their black MPV.
"Okay. Just wait, Jungkookie is on his way. Don't go anywhere!" With the same innocent smile, he waved and hopped into his van. You see Jimin pressed against the window, animatedly waving at you as well.
You laughed while waving back, wondering how much more childish Jungkook might be if he was the youngest among them all. Not that you minded it one bit, but it was a side you hadn't quite seen of him yet.
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(Jungkook's POV)
Jungkook slipped his phone back into his pocket after receiving V's message that the coast was clear. He was the first to rush out of the waiting room and his members gave priority to get changed after the concert.
He wanted to make tonight a special evening and it was all happening at the speed of light.
This trip was special, the first of its kind unlike any others. All he had been preparing for was the concert but this was a welcomed surprise, only that time wasn't on his side.
Armed with flowers, he got onto a hired ride.
He saw you in a distance and pulled up just before where you were.
In his sleek black sneakers, he stepped out anxiously, flowers hidden behind the broadness of his back.
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(your pov)
A long black car had appeared in sight but stopped a few car lengths away.
"Jungkook?"
Out stepped a casually dressed Jungkook, in a white sweater and fitted black bottoms. He had a simple monochromatic style that only helped his sharp features stand out more.
This was one of the many simple fantasies he had - to pick up his girlfriend and present her with flowers, and be a car-door gentleman.
He did all of that, with a sheepish smile plastered on his face, all while looking on the ground and occasionally at your face to see if you were finding this all too cheesy.
You couldn't believe how sweet he was to go to such extent, and the awkwardness that was screaming at you only reassured you that he was indeed an innocent boy at heart, full of thoughts about love but no real practice.
He was such a gem.
"Did you enjoy the concert?" he asked, once you had settled down from admiring the flowers.
