little by little | jungkook

six

song: back 2 u (am 01:27) ~ nct 127

i barely fell asleep late at night,
but the ringing sound wakes me up,
now i'm so used to your calls .

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jungkook p.o.v.

i reached out my hand and put it in hers.

she flinched and looked up at me but didn't take her hand away.

i kept one hand on the wheel while the other held mi na's hand.

we pulled up to her driveway, still with our hands together and sat there in silence, the radio still low.

i could hear her breathing and i was scared she could hear mine.

i was so nervous at this point it wasn't even funny but i couldn't show that.

she just seemed...there.

she looked at me with large eyes and smiled.

"sorry about saying this again but thank you." she shyly said.

i smiled back.

all this smiling i was doing was giving me a headache. almost as bad as a headache that tae gives me on a regular basis.

i wasn't used to smiling. life wasn't hard or anything but still it wasn't the best.

she broke me and i never fully recovered from it.

her name still echoed through my head.

jennie.

but it's fine. we're friends now, i guess.

"don't be sorry. i loved doing this." i said back.

why did i use that word.

"it helped me too." i finished.

i squeezed her hand lightly and her thumb drew circles on the back of my hand.

this was sorta weird.

i literally met her just today and we were already so...close.

i watched as she opened her mouth about to say something when her phone began ringing.

she looked down and i saw her eyes slowly widen.

"shit!" she said while scrambling to figure out where she put her keys.

she was so hectic and everywhere, it was scaring me.

"hey! hey! calm down what's wrong!?" i asked with fear in my eyes.

she didn't respond as she kept looking for her keys and her phone kept ringing.

i looked down at her phone and saw the bright screen.

'sehun' was what i read across the screen as the caller id and saw the background as a boy carrying mi na on his back and them both smiling.

wide.

it was the boy from inside of her locker.

family friend, huh?

before i knew it the rings had ended and mi na quickly swung open my car door.

"thank you. again. really, thanks." she said rambling on trying to compose herself before shutting my door and running up to her front door nearly dropping her phone while trying to unlock the door.

who was he?

and why did he have such an impact on her?

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