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

Why are you crying?

It's got to be a dream surely?

I'm sat next to Jungkook on his hotel king sized bed watching a movie, that granted, I know nothing about because for the last twenty minutes all my mind has been able to process is the feel of Jungkook's hand resting on my thigh and making my heart race every time he traces a circle onto it with his thumb.

"Y/N?"

I blink back into reality, "humm?" I say turning my head to him as I find him watching me intently.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah of course, why?" I ask confused at his sudden question out the blue.

"I.. I really like this, I... I know we haven't really known each other long but.."

I stop him. I can't deal with this right now not again, why can't he just let me bask in this bliss while it's real and it's lasts because it isn't going to last is it?

"Don't.. Jungkook..."

"No Y/N! you don't, don't push me away"

I feel my heart ache and for some stupid reason I can feel a lump in my throat, I blink a million and one times to stop the tears threatening my eyes.

"I can't Jungkook"

"You don't have to push my away, I know you feel it, because I see it when I watch you, when I look at you, I've never ever wanted so much to go home at the end of my long days of rehearsals or dance sessions and want to just pick the phone up and speak to someone..."

I glance at him again.

"You're the someone, you! You Y/N, tell me to stop it! Tell me to go away and leave you alone and I will, I will I promise even though I don't want to give up so easily, but I will if you don't want this"

His voice is almost begging and I'm broke; "I.. I can't.."

He takes my hands in his, encompassing them and I just break more, the tears that were threatening to spill, fall, splashing down my cheeks onto my top and then suddenly one of his hands is at face and he's gently, so so gently wiping the tears away.

"Why are you crying?" He asks so quietly, giving me time to breathe and answer.

"Because... I don't want you to go, I.. feel the same but I can't see how we can make this work. Not only different worlds but different countries. People say long distance never works and this.. this is like wow, it's even a secret!"

He sighs and looks a little defeated, "but we can make this work I promise, do you want it to work? Do you want to try?"

"Yes"

He looks at me quickly, "what?"

"I said yes, yes of course I want to try but.."

"Don't say how! Don't say it now, come here"

He leans sideways and puts his arm around me pulling me close next to him, I can feel his heart beating and his warmth and it's lovely.

I smile shyly, "we've missed this movie you know"

He giggles and it's one of my favourite sounds ever.

"I don't care" he smiles and there's that intensity again.

We're staring at each other and I watch as he moves slowly so he can face me better and then we're there again, our lips so close, the feeling magnetic and I like him so much I'm scared.

My thoughts are washed away when he kisses me.

The rest of the night goes the same way, eventually we turn back to the tv, watching another movie that's only being half heartedly watched in between cuddles and kisses and sharing each other's space and time has just vanished, the thought of getting up and leaving his room to go back to mine hasn't even crossed my mind.

At around 1am we've laid next to each other, close sharing body heat and just enjoying each other's company.

***

I stretch a little, waking up from what feels like the best sleep I've had in weeks; I feel trapped, I can feel heat, as my blurry eyes open I see and arm slung around my waist, it's laid heavy on me and then I remember where I am as I widen my eyes in a shock.

I can feel my back pressed up against someone.

It's Jungkook!

It's Jungkook's room!

We must have fallen asleep. Why is his arm around me?

Why are we laid like that?

I turn ever so slowly in his hold and find him asleep, lost deep in dreams, he looks peaceful and calm, small breaths escaping his lips, his hair ruffled on the pillow.

He looks beautiful.

I've managed to get one arm free and can't resist reaching my hand up softly and moving the hair from out of his eyes, he stirs a little.

When he blinks his eyes open slowly I smile shyly, "hey.."

He blinks multiple times as if trying to figure out what was happening, "Hi"

"We... we must have fallen asleep, I should go, what time is it?"

He lifts his arm off me and stretches his limbs, yawning, he turns to the bedside table grabbing his phone and glaring at the time, "it's 8am! Shit! 8am?"

I can feel the instant coldness from where his arm is no longer on me.

He sits up running his hand through his tussled bed hair and I can't help but sit up slowly and watch him, how can he look so beautiful?

"Shit! We've got to go do some interview at 10:30, the staff, they'll be here soon"

"That's what I said I'll go, hey it's okay, I'll leave now.."

He's staring at me when we both hear the knocking on his hotel room door, "fuck!" He sighs breaking our eye contact.

"It'll be an assistant, you... you can't leave now, they'll see you"

I panic immediately, "what.. what should we do? Will they come in?" I stutter.

"I'm so sorry, hide! Please, I'm sorry, go hide in the bathroom?" He smiles sadly at me and this is the reality of what we'll have to live with if we keep doing this.

"Hey it's okay.."

The knocking starts again; "JUNGKOOK!!"

We both look at each other again, the voice at his door sounding strong and demanding, "JUNGKOOK IT'S 8AM!"

I get up from the bed quickly but before I get anywhere he grabs my wrist, "hey" I look back and he catches my lips in a quick, small kiss, "thanks, I'll be with you in a few, let me get rid of them"

And with that I go to hide.

"I'M COMING! GIVE ME A MINUTE!" I hear him yell as I close the bathroom door.