Destined To Be His | JJK

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that laugh.

the one i adore deeply.

hearing that for free not too far from me.

he's sitting with his 97'liner friends about two booths from me.

this is insane.

he's so fine.

his outfit.

how he's dressed.

i stole a couple of glances and returned to my eating.

if it was any other fan, they could've gone up to him, invading his privacy.

but i'm not like that.

i'd faint.

besides, it's also disrespectful.

once i was done with my lunch, i went up to the front desk to pay.

i felt eyes on me.

i don't wanna look.

i can't. i'd faint.

i know it's him. jungkook.

please, stop. you're torturing me.

" gamsahamnida osineun geot." the staff thanked me.

"jeoreul chodae hae jusyeoseo gamsahamnida" i bowed and thanked them for having me.

still, his eyes were on me.

shit.

i turned around and met his gaze under the binge bucket hat.
he smirked and averted his attention back to his friends.

i almost fainted.

there's no way this is happening.

i left the restaurant and walked back to my hotel. it's only a 15-minute walk.

it's a nice walk. i need to clear my mind after what had just happened at the restaurant.

aishhh.

i hopped in the shower as soon as i entered my room. after that, i put plus side shirt on and jumped in bed, replaying' bloodhounds'

i fell asleep and woke up an hour later to the sound of my notification going off. i groaned and reached for the phone.

i unlocked it with my face id and checked the notification center.

an instagram message from: jungkook.97

' why didn't you come say hi?'

the way i screamed and threw my phone somewhere on the bed.

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a/n: now we can begin🤭