𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒 𝕂ℙ𝕆ℙ 𝕚𝕕𝕠𝕝(~Jungkook x Reader)

A tweet

Y/F/N hits a text back at me so quick that I can't even believe I haven't had time to stuff my phone away in my pocket for a second, I read the message; 'WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED IF IM NOT GOING TO BELIEVE IT?! YOU NEED TO EXPLAIN ASAP!!!' I giggle to myself as I finish reading the message and can literally hear her voice yelling at me in a ultra fangirl way. Hitting the keyboard I reply instantly, 'you won't believe me so I don't know why I'm trying but when I show you the signed album and ticket you might' I leave it at that hoping that it sends her mind racing as to what might have happened. I have no time to wait for her reply as my train is pulling in to the platform and I'm ready to board, so I stick my phone in my pocket and get onboard.
I feel my phone vibrate and just know it'll be
Y/F/N again already so I sigh and ignore it until my tickets have been checked by the ticket inspector and I can sit comfortably on the way home, then I can be ready to send Y/F/N a barrage of texts as to what my day delivered, although frankly, I still can't quite believe it all myself.

Sitting as comfortably as possible I reach into my pocket for my phone and see actually it was some tweets that were linked to me and the whole embarrassing situation that occurred and once again I hate my life and the girl that shouted, wow! When is anything not going to escalate more than it should? I take a look at some of the tweets; some people supporting me and sticking up for me and telling people to leave me alone and others not so kind and agreeing with the shouting girl and saying that Jungkook should learn who I am and that the bands company should ban me from anything and any event that the band are attending because I might be dangerous to them, I block them and report their twitter profiles as 'bullying' while I sigh and hate everything.

Y/F/N texts me back and asks me to go ahead and explain the shit she's seen on twitter and then what could've possible happened today that I might be excited about if there's all that crap going round about me on social media. I send her a text to sum up; 'basically this bitch that was shouting I should be removed and Jungkook should hate me blah blah and Jungkook he heard and it was major embarrassing and I went to walk away from the table as fast as possible because shit, I didn't want to be that embarrassed in front of Jungkook and then he went to grab my wrist but I pulled away and then I left, then I realised I'd left my album and one of the bands crew caught me before I left and gave me my album back and it was signed and he said that Jungkook had saved it and there's note inside from Jungkook and basically I'm going to see them all again next week! Well, I think' I realise as I press send that I've basically sent her a paragraph that sounds a lot like a whirlwind and I just shake my head and wait for her reply, which doesn't take long and it's snappy and to the point for Y/F/N. 'WTF DO YOU MEAN HE GRABBED YOUR WRIST?!?! LOOK I NEED TO SPEAK TO YOU RING ME WHEN YOU'RE HOME!!!!' wow all in capitals again, I think she's getting excited and I don't understand why the whole main thing she's concerned about is that Jungkook touched my wrist; I mean, yes I can't believe it either and when I think back, shit it was amazing! But I was so embarrassed I can't even remember what his finger tips felt like on my skin. I hate myself for thinking that, and mentally scold myself for being such a pathetic fangirl, and put my phone away and switch it onto silent mode so no more things can interrupt me as I close my eyes for the rest of the journey.

The journey was over quicker than I first thought it would be and now I'm back in my apartment and sighing with relief as I throw my bag onto the sofa; before I've even breathe I see my phone screen lighting up with my sisters name. After a long conversation with Y/S/N (you sisters name or brother if you want) I get ready to grab some food for dinner and finally have a chill in front of my TV, I can't deal with the long conversation I'll have to have with Y/F/N and I don't want to think about the thought of looking at my twitter account just now because I don't want to see anymore hate or embarrassment just now.

Full and satisfied from my dinner and finally feeling ready to face what might have gone off on twitter, I reach for my phone with a deep breath and prepare myself mentally; before I even manage to get to my twitter account my phones vibrating with a phone call from Y/F/N, I'm not going to lie I don't want to pick it up but I'm going to, get her out of the way now while I still have the tiniest bit of energy left! "Hello
Y/F/N what are you wanting may I ask?" I say sarcastically hoping she might get the hint that I'm not in the mood for having a chat longer than ten minutes, "What the hell do you mean? Shouldn't you be immediately wanting to fill me on this fan meet day?" I hear her rather excited tone and can't help but think I'm not ready for this conversation right now. "Everything I basically said on the text! There's nothing else, but I mean, come on Y/F/N how the hell am I supposed to go to next weeks fan meet when the ticket came from Jungkook and then he left a message in it and oh my god my life is a joke" I grumble, "he gave you a ticket? Jungkook gave you a ticket to next weeks fan meet and you think you don't want to go! What's happened to the Y/N I know, has she been abducted and replaced? Who am I talking to?" I giggle a little at how shocked she sounds, "would you go and embarrass yourself even more after all that shit that happened to me and all that crap now going around on twitter about me now! How would I face the band and think about it, he got the team to bring me the album back which means the team now know my face oh my god they'll be watching me" I stutter out and run my fingers through my hair hoping to calm down as I'm now currently having a panic at the thought of going to the fan meet and any of them recognising me, how embarrassing could this possibly get? "You are going! If you think you're not going when Jungkook basically invited you, personally invited you, you need your head examining girl!" Her voice is stern and demanding and I can't find it within me to argue right now. "Fine yeah whatever, I'll go, I just don't want to think about it now. Look Y/F/N I'm going to get off, I need to do the washing and some other stuff..." I let my voice trail away so she can get the idea that I've had enough for one day; "ok fine! I'll let you go for now but trust me woman! You listen to me, you're going to that fan meet next week to go and say thank you to Jungkook! He saved your album for you after all" Y/F/N says and with that she ends the call. Snapping back to some sort of reality I think how awful I've been to even think about not going, I mean, the thought hasn't even crossed my mind to thank Jungkook for keeping my album behind for me. I suppose that the least I could do is thank him for that and then I get to see all the guys again too because if it goes anything like the last time, it literally might be the last time I ever see them.

I eventually bring myself to click on my twitter account and stare blankly at my phone screen when I see 30 plus notifications, hating myself for coming on to have a look, knowing full well it'll be hate messages; I click on some of the first ones I see and realise that a lot of them are actually more people supporting me again and saying that I'm not a horrible person and I don't stalk the band and I don't do weird things to Jungkook that would mean I should be banned from seeing them. I smile as I realise there's more support than hate for the first time in a while, but there is some hate amongst the good but I just ignore it. So I decide to leave it alone for now, putting my phone down on the coffee table and switching the TV on.

After I've been staring at the TV and some mindless show that's been playing for over an hour my phone vibrates, glancing at the screen I see a twitter direct message but I don't recognise the account that messaged me at all; I take a look and read the message 'Hi, I know this will seem a bit random and I don't want you to freak out but, I had to message you because I really want to make sure that you'll come to the fan meet next week seeing as someone wrecked today's for you, I'm sorry about that, it should've been stopped immediately, but anyway. You'll come next week right?' I stare at the screen re-reading it over and over and then read the name of the twitter account that's sent it, '@JungkookWalksIn' I don't recognise it and the account doesn't have many followers and they only follow the main official band profiles. My mind is constantly screaming at me saying it's someone who knows what happened and is messing around with me because the guys don't have separate twitter accounts right? I click on the message and reply, 'who is this? And don't mess around or I'll report this account!' I instantly regret doing it thinking it'll now be spread around the internet as to how horrible I am when I reply to people, but there's instantly a message back, 'you know who it is. I left you a ticket in the album, just tell me you'll come to the fan meet next week because it's only fair you get to see us again' I can't believe what I'm reading, it's literally like I'm reading a message from Jungkook because the only other people who know what happened were the two crew members and it won't be them or they'd be sacked surely. I send back, 'this is weird and I don't know who you are at all' this whole conversation is strange and I don't like it. I may have had hate before but nothing like this; another message comes back at me 'please believe me, I didn't know another way to contact you, but you left your twitter name in the letter you wrote for me so I thought...' he's just leaving the message like that! Not finishing what he thought?! that's when I can't breathe and I've forgotten that my heart actually needs to beat, because unless this is another one of the guys taking the piss of Jungkook after reading the letter if they've got hold of it or it's one of the crew risking their jobs and they wouldn't. I have to reply, 'how is this real? You can't be telling the truth' is all I send back hoping that if it's in fact just someone taking the piss some how, that they'll dig themselves into a deeper hole trying to explain to me how this is real. And then there's nothing for ages, hours in fact, absolutely nothing, no replies, no nothing. Until my phone lights up at midnight as I climb into bed.