One Night

32. Caught

"You - you were just making out with Jeon Jungkook."

"I can explain, it's not - "

"Hi, Hannah."

I snap out of the shock of seeing her to look at Jungkook, surprised that he remembered to revert to English, and Hannah's eyes widen even more.

"You - you're - Jeon Jungkook." Hannah's voice rises, almost squeaky as she stares at him. "Y/n?"

I press my fingers to my forehead, my head already hurting. "I thought you were out, Hannah."

"I - " she cuts herself off, giving me her best older sister glare despite the shock still in her face. "Y/N, explain to me right now what the hell is going on."

"I mean..." I let out a breath, because I've never even considered what I'd say in this situation, and Hannah just caught me with Jungkook, what the hell does one say in this situation? "You...already know Jungkook."

"I - "

Jungkook is still sitting on the floor, but he glances up at his name, and I almost choke as he reaches over to slip his fingers into mine, running his thumb over the back of my hand as he looks up at me, his voice low, speaking Korean softly. "It's okay. We knew this would happen eventually."

I let out a breath, squeezing his hand, and he leans his head on my leg, the squeak from Hannah making him pull away as he exhales, the accented English slow from his tongue. "Um, hi."

"Hi," she's surprisingly managed to regain her composure, her voice steady. "Are you fucking around with my baby sister?"

I blink, and Jungkook tilts his head. "Not fucking around." He pauses, trying to form the words in English, then turns to me, speaking Korean, flicker of a mischevious grin tugging at his lips. "Just fucking in general about describes it, translate that for her - "

I smack the side of his head lightly, ignoring the grin he shoots me. "There's something wrong with you."

"Y/n, this is Jeon Jungkook." Hannah is still blinking, her eyes huge, and Jungkook is looking at her, and I can tell he's almost trying not to laugh at this point.

"Yeah."

"The BTS member."

"... unfortunately, yes."

Hannah just looks at me for a moment. "What is even going on?"

"We are dating. Your sister. And me." Jungkook turns to me, reverting to Korean again as he grins mischeviously. "So while I am fucking, I'm not fucking around."

Hannah just blinks, and I smack Jungkook on the side of the head. He widens his eyes at me, feigning innocence. "What?"

"Just stop talking," I mutter, embarrassed, and he pretends to pout, standing to sit next to me on the sofa.

"Don't be mean to me."

"Then don't - " I stop at the shock on Hannah's face, elbowing Jungkook, trying not to laugh at the whole situation. "Can we talk to my sister about this or can you not be serious?"

"I was being serious! You're just being abusive!" He gives me an amused grin and I shake my head, a small smile pulling at my lips, then remember Hannah's still here, watching us argue in Korean as I hit him, and I turn back to her.

"I'm...we are dating," I say finally, not liking the shock on her face. "I didn't want you to find out this way, I'm sorry."

"So - " Hannah's still processing, eyes on Jungkook, then me. "It was him? The mystery guy you wouldn't tell me anything about?"