Y/n's Pov:
Namjoon pats my head again and walks out of my room. I sigh. Great.
Jungkook's Pov:
Namjoon joins me and Yoongi in the kitchen, but Y/n isn't with him. I'm about to question, but Namjoon puts his hand up to silence me and sits down. "Listen, Kook. Be curious, ask her questions, hell, fall in love with that girl, she needs someone in her life like you, but do. Not. Hurt. Her. She's been through enough. That's my warning to you and I swear to god Jungkook, if you do, I'll come after your ass. That's my best friend."
I nod, not knowing what to say and not really wanting to say anything at all. Y/n walks into the kitchen and grabs a plate. I can't help but stare at her side profile, she's just so pretty. We catch eyes and I can't help but smile.
She shyly smiles back, quickly turning around and finishing her plate. She sits across from me, next to Namjoon and diagonal from Yoongi. Her and Namjoon start talking, Yoongi joining in occasionally. I sit quietly, eating and watching Y/n silently. She didn't notice until there was a break in the conversation and we meet eyes.
I look down at my plate, embarrassed. I hear her chuckle and stand up, grabbing our plates. As Namjoon gets up to help her, they laugh over something stupid, probably, but one thing sticks in my mind. Anxiety. on one and Depression. on the other.
But she seems so happy. Does she have a roommate? Maybe, but they aren't here now. Maybe she's keeping them for a friend? No, now you don't make any sense, Jungkook. Those are hers, but, why? Why does she need them?
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Y/n's Pov:
I closed the door, leaning on it and slowly slide down. I put my head in my hands, sighing. At least I am alone again.
I get up, sighing and taking my pills. I get in the shower and when I get out I have a message from an unsaved number.
Unknown:
Hey, Namjoon gave me your number. It's Jungkook,
I saved his number and messaged him back.
Me:
Oh, hey Jungkook, is there anything you needed?
He replies almost instantly.
Jungkook:
I am curious about something, but I don't think it's a topic to be discussed over the phone. Would you be willing to meet me at a cafe and talk over a cup of coffee?
I frown and message back hesitantly.
Me:
Uh, sure, I'll meet you there.
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We're sitting in a small cafe near my house. We have had small conversations, but he has yet to mention what it was he was curious about. I get impatient and ask. "So, Jungkook, what exactly did you want to ask me about?" He frowns and looks down at his drink. "Do you remember when I got into a cabinet looking for the aspirin?" My heart picks up its pace and I nod, hesitantly. "Well, there were two bottles in the front one labeled anxiety and the other labeled depression. Are those yours?" I meet his eyes, my cheeks heating up. I nod, shyly. "Why, though? You seem like a very outgoing, happy person."
I sigh, playing with my drink. "It's a long story." He looks at his phone and shrugs. "I've got time." So, I tell him my story. I tell him how I was in a relationship with a guy who was emotionally abusive at first, but then I found out he was cheating and tried to leave, but then he got physically abusive and I stayed in the relationship because he promised he'd be better. When I conclude my story, Jungkook's frowning and his fists are clenched. I start to tear up, the memories flooding back into my mind.
I get up and walk out of the cafe as fast as I can. I walk until I reach a small bench a block away. At this point, I can't even see through the tears. I feel someone touch my back, hesitantly. I look up, wiping my eyes as much as I can. When the tears have slowed, I see Jungkook sitting next to me, looking at me worriedly. "Y/n," I break down again, but this time Jungkook engulfs me into his arms. At first, I'm startled, but he starts humming softly and I melt into his embrace.
We stay like that until the tears come to a stop and my breathing has returned to normal. He loosens his grip but doesn't completely let go. "Sorry," I laugh, "I didn't know this was going to go so south." He chuckles and pushes my hair out of my face. "It's okay, I'm glad you trusted me with your story. I might have been really curious, but I was also worried. Although we've only just actually met, I figure we both have heard about the other from Namjoon," We both chuckle at this. "Something in my just didn't want to see you hurt."
I smile, shrugging. "You probably say that to all your ugly crying girls." He laughs, shaking his head. "I can gladly say that you are the first."
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First of all, where can I get a Jungkook because that would be great at the moment?
Second of all, why do all of my one shots happen in a cafe?? I'm so cliche I stg
Lastly, hope you enjoyed :)
