A fan's dream

The Dress

You came out of the changing rooms wearing the dress and jungkook shot up from his seat with a shocked expression on his face.

You made eye contact with him and his expression changed rapidly.

You: what?
You: I told you. I look gross in dresses.
Jungkook: *walking toward you* definitely not. You look beautiful, feminine and... sexy. *smirking*
You: *heart beating rapidly loud* oh. Erm...
Jungkook: *sitting back down*

He pulled out a receipt and showed you that he had already bought the dress.

You: Jungkoooook~
Jk: It seems that dress was made for you. You can wear it to dinner~
You: Thank you~ *kisses him on the cheek sweetly.

{time skip}

You both drove down to a bar that was across the road from the hotel he was staying in. You walked in and got a table in the vip lounge.
You sat down and ordered 2 large vodkas and coke for you both and got talking about "deep stuff".

Jk: honestly, are you pained?
You: hm? What do you mean?
Jk: When I told you about how your eyes caught my attention first, I forgot to mention how hurt you looked. Beautiful but hurt.
You: you'd think I'm crazy if I told you.
Jk: I would be insane to ever think you're crazy.
You: *chuckles*.... *sighs*.... my best friend. He left me.
Jk: he left you?
You: He shot himself 6 years ago.
Jk: *speechless*
You: Would have been nice if he had left a note ya know?
Jk: I- I'm so sorry.
You: Once he died, it felt like he took a piece of me with him. I never realised how much I loved him until he was gone. Everyone else that I met and felt a connection or bond with after him always left me too. Over the past 5 years I've been trying to fill this void or replace him in a way but nobody could ever take his place. The more people I bonded with, the more pieces of me that were taken away when they left. I could go into a lot more detail but to cut a long story short I became incredibly alone and depressed. It's a miracle that I'm even here today...

Jk: Why? What happened?
You: well... I went off the rails massively. It wasn't that long ago actually. I went down a path of drug and substance abuse. One time when I had a terrible day at school, my friend threatened to beat me until I was dead, I overdosed on Amphetamine and got taken to hospital. And that was when I got transmitted into a mental health and teenage rehab service. It didn't really help but you know what did?
Jk: what?
You: You... you gave me a reason to live. I believed that one day I would meet you and be able to thank you for keeping me on this earth. There were times when I thought that I was just believing in a dream that was meant to be slept through and it would never happen... but I always said to myself that I was willing to die trying to get to you. You were my reason for living. Although each day I felt I wasn't living, just surving and waiting for the day that I met you. Today.
Jk: *tears rolling down his cheeks*
{A/N: you have had dinner at this point so you were talking during dinner}
Jk: I'm completely speechless. I'm so sorry that you had to go through all that alone-
You: No! I wasn't alone! You might not have been with me physically but you made me feel less alone.
Jk: *wiping tears away* c'mon I wanna show you something. *takes your hand and walks you to somewhere*