One Rule! • JK x Reader•

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You woke up not long before the flight was due to land, Jungkook had gone, you were covered up with the blanket but you no longer had his hand to hold and you were alone in your seat, no longer leaning on his shoulder, actually, you wondered immediately if you'd just dreamt it, had you? you'd taken a glance around the cabin after waking up and even though you did actually feel a million times better, all you saw was Jungkook asleep in his own seat with his phone in his hand threatening to drop on to the floor. Cute. But your nerves were somewhere floating under your skin now he was gone. So immediately aware of his absence.

The airport was as horrifying as Beom had made out in the preflight talk; shuffling through the arrivals close together, at one point you felt yourself being shoved along with the sheer force of all the security protecting you, the team and the band. It was quite a shock to the system. Jungkook at one point reaching out beside him, his hand hidden from fans and cameras by all the people surrounding them, grabbing your hand momentarily to pull you closer without raising any suspicion in the media; his touch relaxing you almost immediately. Thankfully the whole thing didn't last too long, just as Beom had described they got you all out as soon as possible and the van with blacked out windows was waiting for you all to climb in, but not before Jungkook had dropped your hand before exiting. The drive to the hotel was quick, and the check in process at the hotel was precise and pinpoint perfect by the staff so that yourselves and the band were out of the way almost instantly, which was perfect so that you could get out of the public's eye as soon as possible.

The company had gotten a full floor in the hotel, everyone having their own rooms, the floor being protected by security so that it was safe for the guys to move between each other's rooms freely. You'd taken notice that your room was ten doors down from Jungkook's, you don't know why you made a mental note of that fact, but yet it was something you'd done; the guys had all retreated to their own rooms for showers, rests, anything they wanted to do, they were free now to have a break only having to contact yourself or Beom if they really wanted to leave the hotel for any reason, although Sung Jin has already tried to put them off doing so, because he didn't want them getting spotted out in public in L.A so easily when they had yet to perform, it provides more curiosity and excitement if they're not seen until the live show.  In honesty you're all tired, the time zones messing with your energy and creating a state of exhaustion, you couldn't wait to shower and jump into bed, all the nerves making you overly tired and you needed a good sleep if you were going to be a good assistant tomorrow, Jungkook had only said a few words to you since the flight, he had promised you he was staying in the hotel and just going to crash and play some computer games and eat before he slept, but he'd also made sure he said 'rest well' to you before he left for his own room.

The room was amazing, breathtaking even, but you were too tired to bother with it; throwing your bags on the bed and going for a nice refreshing shower. The warm water running over your face and the scent of the posh complimentary zesty shower gel filling up the bathroom was like a warm hug, while it was waking you up from the slight exhaustion it was preparing you for a night cosied up in the king sized bed, but not before a large serving of some room service food.

Once 9pm had arrived you were sat up in the massive bed with a bowl of ice cream watching a shopping channel on the hotel tv screen, when you phone buzzing with a text a notification demands your attention.

JK: hey, can I call you?

You nearly drop your phone, warning to throw it half a mile across the bedroom, wanting to get it out of your hands like it's about to explode like a bomb any second. What do you do? He said he wouldn't use your private number, does this mean it's important? But what could possibly be that important when you're down the hall, he'd just come and knock on your door wouldn't he, actually, oh god no! Don't let him do that. You stare at your phone, the text on the screen burning into your eyes, you type out a simple 'yes' a million times and erase it every time, what are you doing?

Y/N: is there something wrong?

You wanted so badly to just say yes, yes call me, let me talk to you, let me hear your voice again, talk to me for hours, but you'd stopped yourself, you can't let this stupid, what is it, some sort of crush or, no crushes are not for grown adults who are working as an assistant to a massive band, no!

JK: pick up the phone

You only had time to literally glance at his message before your phone was vibrating on the bed next to you with Jungkook's I.D coming up, shit, what now, what are you supposed to do? You thought for a moment about ignoring it, but then imaged him trudging down the hallway in the hotel to your room and actually having to face him, so instead you answered; "is something wrong?" It was pretty vague and void of any emotion but this too much right now, you've got to get Jungkook out of your head, Stop this stupid whatever it is even though it's nothing. "Are you okay?" His voice is stable and forceful like he's just waiting for an answer, "yes I'm okay, are you? Why are you calling me?" You squeeze your eyes tight shut and then press the fingers of your free hand into your eyelids, "I just wanted to make sure you were okay after the flight I know how much you hated it, are you sure you're good? Have you eaten?" His words make your heart melt in your chest, and even though you've just tried convincing yourself that this stupid crush has to stop, you find yourself wanting to see him, you want him to come to your room or for you to walk ten doors down to his and find him, why is this happening none of this was supposed to happen. "Yes thank you Jungkook I'm okay now, I promise and I've eaten yes, have you?" You hear him hum down the phone, "yeah of course I've eaten" you smile even though he can't see, "good" he gives a little giggle, "get some rest Y/N, sleep well..." there's a pause, a silence, "... goodnight" you press your phone closer to your ear as if he's there, "goodnight Jungkook" and then you end the call, throwing your phone across the bed as far away from you as possible and kick your legs against the mattress in frustration, "shit!" You murmur to yourself knowing this isn't where you want to be mentally, this is stopping! He's a member of the band you work with, you are his assistant as well as the rest of the band.

Damn it Jeon Jungkook!