NDA Boyfriend | JJK - Part 1
Summary: You thought meeting your idol by chance was the craziest thing that could ever happen… until he became your boyfriend and casually handed you an NDA to protect all of his ridiculous little secrets. From chaotic ticket wars to jealousy over his own members, dating Jeon Jungkook turns out to be a lot less glamorous—and a lot more adorable than you ever imagined. Sometimes, the biggest BTS secret isn't backstage… it's how hopelessly in love he is. Status: Three-shot | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Bonus Pairing: Idol!Jungkook x ARMY!Reader Word Count: 6.2k~ | Full: 19.3k~ Genre: Idol!AU, Fluff Rated: T Tags: Strangers to Lovers, Slice of Life, BTS Concert Tickets Posting Date: June 11, 2026 SCC: Ko-fi ☕️ ・ Taglist 📝
You still remembered exactly how it all began, and Jungkook never seemed to get tired of bringing it up.
You had never imagined that your very first solo vacation would end up changing your life.
It all started a year ago, when work felt unbearably exhausting. The deadlines never seemed to end, and every day felt like the same endless cycle of waking up, working, going home, sleeping, and doing it all over again.
Your friends kept telling you to take a vacation.
"You need a break."
"You're way too stressed."
"You have to get away."
At first, you refused. Traveling alone sounded terrifying, especially to a country you had never visited before. But one night, after working overtime until almost midnight, you suddenly opened an airline booking website.
And without thinking too much about it... you bought a ticket.
Not to a country crowded with tourists. Not to a place that was currently trending online.
Instead, you chose a small, peaceful country known for its mountains, lakes, quiet old towns, and little streets where you could wander for hours on foot.
You just wanted to rest. You didn't want to meet anyone. You didn't want to think about work. You didn't want to check your office emails.
The first day went exactly as planned. You visited a local market, tried food you couldn't even pronounce, bought a few souvenirs, sat in a park with a cup of coffee, and felt... peaceful.
The second day was much the same. You wandered around without a destination, took pictures of old buildings, stepped into a tiny bookstore, and eventually stopped at a café when it suddenly started raining.
The café was almost empty. There were only a few customers inside. You ordered a coffee and sat by the window until someone took the table next to yours.
At first, you didn't pay much attention. The person was wearing a gray hoodie, a black cap, and a mask. Nothing unusual about that.
Until he took off the mask.
You nearly choked on your coffee.
No way.
You blinked. Then blinked again.
Jeon Jungkook.
Jeon.
Jungkook.
Your brain immediately stopped functioning. What were the chances that Jeon Jungkook would be in a tiny country that barely ever made it onto anyone's travel list?
You stared down at your table. Maybe you had seen something wrong.
You looked up again.
Still Jungkook.
You stood up immediately, grabbed your bag, and left. Actually left. Leaving behind a cup of coffee you hadn't even finished.
Jungkook, who had watched the entire thing happen, could only blink in confusion.
"...Huh?"
The next day, you decided to visit the famous lake in town. You felt much calmer, until someone walked past you with a small dog happily running beside him.
You noticed the white sneakers.
Black pants.
A hoodie.
Then that face again.
Jeon Jungkook.
You turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
Jungkook stopped in his tracks.
"...Isn't that the person from yesterday?"
On the third day, you stepped into a small bakery and were trying to choose a pastry when you heard someone quietly ask in English,
"Which one is good?"
You turned around and almost dropped your tray.
Jungkook.
Again.
You carefully put the tray back, thanked the employee, and walked out as quickly as possible.
Jungkook stared at the closing door. "...What did I do wrong?"
That night, Jungkook had a video call with the members.
"I met a really strange ARMY."
"Oh?" Namjoon asked.
"She ran away."
"Ran away?"
"Yeah."
"When she saw you?"
"Yeah."
"That's impossible."
"That's exactly what I said."
Seokjin burst out laughing.
"Maybe you're scary."
"I'm not scary."
"Maybe she doesn't like you."
"That's even less believable."
Jungkook was genuinely confused. After years of being an idol, his biggest challenge had usually been avoiding people who wanted to get too close.
You were the complete opposite.
Every single time you met him… You ran away.
On the fourth day, you decided to take a small train to a mountain village. Surely this time you would be safe. There was no way you'd run into Jungkook again.
The universe couldn't possibly be that cruel. You got off the train, admired the scenery, and turned around… And found someone standing right behind you, holding a camera.
Jeon Jungkook.
This time, you didn't even have the chance to run.
"Excuse me."
You froze.
"Can I ask you something?"
"..."
"Why do you always run away?"
"..."
"Do I look scary?"
You quickly shook your head.
"Do you hate BTS?"
You looked up immediately.
"Are you joking?"
"Then why do you always run?"
You bit your lip because honestly... How were you supposed to explain that you had chosen this quiet little country to find some peace, only to run into Jeon Jungkook almost every single day?
"You're on vacation."
"Hm?"
"You came here to rest."
Jungkook stayed quiet.
"I came here to rest too."
"..."
"I don't want to bother you."
For a few seconds, neither of you said anything.
Then Jungkook laughed. Not a mocking laugh. A small, genuine laugh.
"You know what?"
"What?"
"You're the first person who's ever run away because they didn't want to bother me."
You looked down, embarrassed. "I just thought..."
"What?"
"I figured you chose this country because you didn't want to be recognized."
Jungkook looked at the mountains behind you and smiled softly.
"...Yeah."
For the first time since you had met, the two of you stood there without anyone running away.
"I'm Jungkook."
You looked at him immediately.
"...I know."
Jungkook laughed again.
"Right."
Then he held out his hand.
"But can we introduce ourselves properly anyway?"
You hesitated for a few seconds before shaking his hand.
Neither of you knew it then...
That the vacation meant only for healing, in a country you had both chosen because you wanted to disappear from the world for a little while, would become the beginning of a story Jungkook would bring up over and over again.
Because according to him, out of millions of people in the world… He fell in love with the one person who ran into him four days in a row… And chose to run away every single time she saw him.
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The next morning, you woke up with a decision that seemed perfectly reasonable.
Today, you were not going to run into Jeon Jungkook.
It sounded simple. Very simple. Considering that the small country you were visiting wasn't particularly crowded, it also wasn't so tiny that two people would keep crossing paths every single day.
Yesterday had been enough.
Running into the same person by accident for four days straight already sounded like a coincidence that was far too strange. And on top of that, that person happened to be Jeon Jungkook.
The universe should have limits.
You got ready earlier than usual, deliberately choosing a different route from the previous days. Even your Airbnb host had recommended a small coffee shop located a bit farther from the city center.
"It's peaceful."
You were immediately interested.
Peace and quiet were the whole point of this vacation.
No work.
No emails.
No surprise meetings.
And hopefully, no Jeon Jungkook.
The morning air was pleasantly chilly. The streets of the old town were still quiet. A few shops had just opened, and the smell of fresh bread filled the air.
You smiled to yourself. This was exactly what you'd been looking for.
A slow morning.
When you arrived at the café, it really was cozy. The building was small, with large windows overlooking the cobblestone street and a few wooden tables inside.
You ordered coffee and warm bread before choosing a seat by the window.
Today felt peaceful.
Until the café door opened. You didn't even pay attention to who had walked in. Until you heard a very familiar voice.
"...Oh."
You slowly looked up.
"..."
"..."
Jeon Jungkook.
Jungkook looked just as surprised.
He was still wearing a gray hoodie and a black cap, though this time his mask was off. The two of you stared at each other for a few seconds while your brain worked at lightning speed.
Run.
Run now.
There's still time.
You had already grabbed your bag.
But before you could stand up, Jungkook raised both hands.
"I haven't even done anything."
You froze.
"..."
"..."
"I literally just walked in."
You stared at the table.
Jungkook started laughing quietly. "Are you going to run away again?"
You let out a small sigh. "...I'm considering it."
"That's incredibly honest."
You couldn't stop a small smile from appearing.
Jungkook walked over to the counter to order his own coffee. A few minutes later, he stood there looking around.
There were plenty of empty tables. But he pointed to one not too far from yours.
"I'll sit over there, okay?"
You blinked. "...Why are you telling me?"
"So you won't get startled."
"..."
"...and run away."
You looked down, laughing softly. "Okay."
Jungkook smiled, looking satisfied. "Okay."
There wasn't much conversation after that. You sat at your own tables. You read the book you'd brought from your Airbnb. Jungkook occasionally looked through the photos on his camera and took pictures of the street outside the window. Every now and then, the two of you accidentally looked at each other, only to quickly look away again. Somehow, the situation didn't feel awkward.
It felt... peaceful. Almost an hour passed like that.
When you finished and stood up to leave, Jungkook happened to stand up too. "Done?"
"Yeah."
"Was the coffee good?"
You nodded. "Yeah."
"I liked mine too."
Silence returned. You started walking toward the door. Jungkook followed a few steps behind. Once outside, you realized you had to head in different directions.
"You're going that way?"
"Yeah."
"Oh."
"Oh."
The two of you laughed softly again. Jungkook slipped both hands into the pockets of his hoodie.
"You know what?"
"What?"
"...I've started thinking."
"Thinking about what?"
"Maybe we really do run into each other a lot."
You looked at the small street stretching out before you.
"...Maybe."
"Maybe this country is just too small."
"Maybe."
"Or maybe..."
Jungkook stopped talking.
"Why'd you stop?"
"...Never mind."
"What?"
"...If I say it's fate, you'll probably run away again."
You burst out laughing. "I'm not that quick to run away."
"Oh really?"
"...Maybe."
Jungkook laughed too. "Okay."
The two of you stood there for a few more seconds before finally walking off in opposite directions.
After only a few steps, you heard Jungkook call out to you. "Hey."
You turned around. "Hm?"
"See you again."
You almost answered, If the universe allows it.
But instead, you simply smiled. "...I hope so."
Jungkook nodded softly. Then the two of you really did walk away. And for the first time since arriving in that little country, you realized something slightly concerning.
That day… You didn't run away. And even more concerning than that… As you walked back, you secretly found yourself hoping that tomorrow, you'd run into Jeon Jungkook again.
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The next morning, you woke up feeling a little strange.
For the first few seconds after opening your eyes, you simply stared at the ceiling of your Airbnb room, trying to remember what had happened yesterday. Then it all came rushing back. The mountain village. The little train. Jeon Jungkook. The conversation that had felt completely unreal. And the fact that the two of you had actually exchanged phone numbers.
You reached for your phone on the nightstand.
No messages.
You let out a relieved sigh.
Good.
That was how it should be. You had only met by coincidence, talked for a little while, introduced yourselves, and then gone back to enjoying your own vacations.
That made much more sense.
Then your phone buzzed.
Jungkook: Have you had breakfast yet?
You stared at the screen for quite a while.
"..."
This was weird.
Very weird.
Yesterday, the two of you had only just met. Today, Jeon Jungkook was texting to ask whether you had eaten breakfast.
You even checked the contact name one more time, just to make sure.
You: Not yet.
The reply came in less than a minute.
Jungkook: Me neither.
"..."
Jungkook: Don't tell me we're going to run into each other again.
A small laugh escaped you.
You: Don't.
Jungkook: I'm scared too.
You frowned.
You: Scared?
Jungkook: You'll run away again.
You immediately buried your face in your pillow.
Oh, God.
He still remembered that.
A few hours later, you decided to visit a small market the Airbnb owner had recommended. It wasn't very crowded. There was a flower shop, a cheese shop, a few bakeries, and several stalls selling local fruit.
You were picking out some fruit when someone stopped beside you.
"...Hi."
Slowly, you turned your head.
"..."
"..."
Jungkook raised both his hands.
"I'm not following you."
"I know."
"I really mean it."
"I know."
"I just came to buy strawberries."
You looked down at the basket in his hand. Sure enough, it was full of strawberries.
You gave a small nod. "Okay."
Jungkook watched you for a few seconds. "...You're not running away?"
You let out a quiet sigh. "...No."
Relief immediately spread across Jungkook's face. "Thank goodness."
Somehow, the two of you ended up walking around the market together. Nothing had really been planned. You just happened to be heading in the same direction. Jungkook occasionally stopped to look at things—a knitted hat, a small camping knife, an old film camera—while you were much more interested in the local snacks being sold along the roadside.
"Want to try it?"
You held up a small pastry.
Jungkook shook his head. "What is it?"
"I have no idea."
"You want to eat something when you don't even know what it is?"
You nodded. "Yeah."
"...Weird."
"Was that a compliment?"
"Maybe."
In the end, the two of you bought one and shared it. It turned out not to taste very good. Jungkook stayed quiet. You stayed quiet. Then both of you burst into laughter.
"I'm never buying that again."
"Me neither."
After that, the conversation became easier. You talked about food, about your respective countries, about the places you had visited during your vacations, and about why you had chosen that small country in the first place.
"I like quiet places."
Jungkook nodded.
"Me too."
"Do you travel alone often?"
"Not really."
"Why not?"
He smiled softly.
"It's difficult."
You understood. He didn't have to explain any further. There were plenty of things that didn't need to be asked. And Jungkook was beginning to realize something. You really were like that.
You didn't ask many questions about BTS. You didn't ask about schedules. You didn't ask about his private life. If he talked, you listened. If he stayed quiet, you never pushed him.
It was strange. But comfortable.
By late afternoon, the two of you walked up a small hill overlooking the town. The wind was fairly cold. You stood by the wooden fence, gazing at the mountains in the distance, while Jungkook quietly picked up his camera.
Click.
You turned around.
"What did you take a picture of?"
"The scenery."
"Then why did I hear the camera?"
"...Coincidence."
"What kind of coincidence?"
"You happened to be in the frame."
You laughed immediately.
"Don't."
"Why?"
"I look awful."
Jungkook looked at you for a moment.
"...No."
The answer came far too quickly. The two of you fell silent for a few seconds.
Jungkook hurriedly looked away. "What I mean is..."
"Hm?"
"...the view is beautiful."
You nodded softly.
"Yeah."
"..."
"..."
"...and you just happened to be standing there."
This time, you really laughed. Meanwhile, Jungkook quietly turned his face away because his ears were beginning to turn red.
That evening, the two of you parted ways at the road leading back to your respective accommodations.
"Thanks."
"For what?"
"For keeping me company."
Jungkook shrugged. "You're welcome."
You gave him a small wave. "See you tomorrow."
The words slipped out before you could stop them.
Both of you froze.
"..."
"..."
Jungkook smiled first. "See you tomorrow?"
Only then did you realize what you had said. "...If we happen to run into each other."
"Hm."
"And if we don't, that's okay too."
"Hm."
Jungkook gave a small nod.
"...But I hope we do."
You smiled.
"...Me too."
That night, after returning to your Airbnb, you finished showering and sat down on your bed while checking your phone.
There was one new message.
Jungkook: Today was fun.
A small smile spread across your face.
You: Yeah.
Jungkook: And...
You waited.
Jungkook: Thank you for not running away.
You laughed to yourself in your room.
You: I got tired of running too.
In the Airbnb next door, Jungkook read your reply and quietly laughed. Then his phone rang. A video call from Kim Nam-joon.
"Hello?"
"How's your vacation going?"
"Good."
"Getting some rest?"
"Hm."
"Any stories to tell?"
Jungkook stayed quiet for a few seconds.
"...I met someone."
"Oh?"
"She's funny."
"An ARMY?"
"Yeah."
"Asked for a photo or an autograph?"
"No."
"A video?"
"No."
"A selfie?"
"No."
Namjoon started laughing.
"Then what?"
"...She ran away instead."
"I still can't believe that."
"Neither can I."
Jungkook looked at the chat window that was still open on his phone.
"...But today, she didn't run away."
"That's good."
Jungkook smiled softly.
"...Yeah."
For the first time since arriving in that small country, he felt like his vacation had turned into something he had never planned for.
At first, he had only wanted to disappear from a world that had become far too crowded.
To rest.
To breathe.
To just be an ordinary Jungkook.
But somehow… In a country that tourists rarely chose, he met an ARMY who never asked him for anything. Someone who would rather talk about bread and scenery than BTS. Someone who had run away from him four days in a row. And someone who, without even realizing it, had started making Jeon Jungkook hope… Tomorrow, they will meet again.
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A few days after that meeting at the little coffee shop, the two of you slowly got used to each other's presence.
It was strange, really.
At first, you couldn't even be in the same room as Jeon Jungkook without panicking. Now...
Your phone buzzed.
Jungkook: What are you doing?
You smiled softly.
You: Walking around.
Less than a minute later—
Jungkook: Me too.
You stared at the message for a few seconds.
You: Don't tell me...
Jungkook: I'm scared too.
You laughed to yourself.
Apparently, the universe still enjoyed playing jokes. A few minutes later, the two of you actually ran into each other at a small intersection.
"...Hi."
"Hi."
"..."
"..."
Jungkook let out a long sigh.
"I'm not following you."
"I know."
"I really mean it."
"I know."
"I'm just out walking too."
"Me too."
Jungkook nodded, looking satisfied.
"Good."
"What's good?"
"It means I'm not weird."
You laughed softly.
"We're both weird."
"Okay, that's fair."
That day, neither of you had any plans. You simply followed little streets that weren't even on the tourist map. Sometimes stopping to look at old shops. Sometimes admiring historical buildings. Sometimes simply enjoying the slow pace of the little town.
Eventually, you stumbled upon a small night market. The lights had started coming on. The smell of food filled the air. Traditional music drifted over from somewhere in the distance.
"Want to take a look?"
You nodded.
"Sure."
The problem appeared a few minutes later.
You were standing in front of a food stall. The entire menu was written in the local language. You stared at it for quite a while. Jungkook stood beside you.
"...Do you understand any of it?"
"No."
"You?"
"No."
"Oh."
"Oh."
You just stood there. The employee had started watching the two of you. Jungkook pulled out his phone.
"I have a translator."
"Wow."
He typed something in. The phone processed it for a few seconds.
"...Chicken soup."
You looked at the picture. "That looks like dessert."
"You're right."
You tried your own translator. The result was different. "...Fish bread."
"That's definitely not bread."
"Yeah."
The employee started smiling at your confusion.
Jungkook turned to you. "So?"
"We'll just guess."
"Brave."
"Aren't you?"
Jungkook smiled. "I trust you."
"Don't."
"Why?"
"I don't know either."
In the end, you pointed at one item. Jungkook pointed at another. The employee nodded. A few minutes later, your food arrived. The two of you looked at each other.
"..."
"..."
"Is that yours?"
"I think so."
"And this one's mine?"
"I think so."
You took a bite. Jungkook watched your expression.
"So?"
"..."
"..."
"...I don't know."
Jungkook started laughing.
"What do you mean, you don't know?"
"It tastes..."
"...confusing."
Jungkook tried his own food. Then stopped chewing.
"...I don't know either."
A few seconds later, the two of you burst out laughing. Not because the food was bad. But because neither of you had any idea what you were eating.
"We ordered the wrong thing, didn't we?"
"I think so."
"We failed."
"Completely."
You still finished the food. Because according to Jungkook, it would be a waste to throw it away. And according to you, this would make a funny memory someday. Afterward, you continued walking, this time carrying warm drinks that felt safer because the pictures were clear. Jungkook glanced at you from time to time.
"You know?"
"Hm?"
"You're different."
"How?"
"You never make a fuss."
"What do you mean?"
"We ordered the wrong food."
"Yeah."
"You didn't get mad."
"Why would I?"
"We wasted time."
"But it was funny."
Jungkook stayed quiet for a few seconds.
"Yeah."
"Besides..."
You looked down the little road ahead of you.
"...I never would've known that weird food existed if I hadn't been with you."
Jungkook smiled softly. "Me too."
You kept walking until you reached a small souvenir shop. Outside was a claw machine.
Jungkook stopped. "Do you want one?"
You looked at the little plush toys inside. "They're cute."
"I'll win one for you."
"You can?"
"Of course."
Jungkook put in a coin.
Tried.
Failed.
"..."
You stayed quiet.
He tried again.
Failed.
"..."
You started smiling.
He tried again.
Failed.
The shop employee started watching. A little kid next to you started watching too.
Jungkook got serious. "I can do this."
"Hm."
"I really can."
"Hm."
Seventh try.
Failed.
You couldn't hold back your laughter.
"Are you laughing at me?"
"A little."
"This machine is rigged."
"It might be."
Eighth try.
The plush finally dropped.
Jungkook smiled proudly. "There."
"There what?"
"This."
He handed the little plush to you.
You blinked. "For me?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
Jungkook shrugged. "...So you'll remember today."
You accepted the little plush. "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
A few steps later, Jungkook suddenly asked, "Are you going to keep it?"
"Yeah."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"You're not throwing it away?"
"No."
Jungkook smiled, looking satisfied. "Good."
"Why is that good?"
"...I'm just happy."
The sun was starting to set. You stood on a small bridge overlooking the river. Neither of you spoke for a while. The wind blew softly. Jungkook watched the water flow beneath you.
"You know?"
"Hm?"
"...It's been a long time since I've gone for a walk like this."
"Why?"
"I'm usually in a hurry."
"Hm."
"Usually there's a schedule."
"Hm."
"Usually I have to be careful."
You turned toward him. "...What about now?"
Jungkook smiled softly. "...Right now, I'm just taking a walk with you."
You didn't answer right away. You simply looked down at the little plush in your hands. And somehow… As you walked home that evening… You started thinking that maybe… The two of you weren't meeting by coincidence anymore.
Meanwhile, Jungkook, walking a few steps beside you, was quietly thinking the same thing. He just… Wasn't brave enough to say it yet.
When the afternoon came to an end, you walked home together. This time, Jungkook insisted on walking you back to your Airbnb. Eventually, you stopped in front of a building.
You pointed to the door on the left. "I'm staying here."
Jungkook blinked.
"Huh?"
He pointed at your building.
"This is your Airbnb?"
"Yeah."
"That's my Airbnb," Jungkook said, pointing to a house two doors down from yours.
The two of you stared at each other.
"..."
"..."
"You're kidding."
You shook your head.
Jungkook started laughing.
"No way."
It turned out your Airbnbs were practically next to each other, separated by just one house.
And from then on… You spent almost every day together. Sometimes having breakfast. Sometimes walking around town. Sometimes visiting little museums. Sometimes taking trains to nearby villages. Sometimes just sitting in the park doing absolutely nothing. And as time passed, Jungkook started feeling something strange. Because you… Really treated him like an ordinary person.
You almost never took out your phone. Never asked for pictures. Never asked for an autograph. Never secretly recorded videos.
One day, Jungkook finally asked, "Don't you want a picture?"
"Hm?"
"A picture."
"Oh."
You shook your head.
"Why?"
"We're hanging out."
Jungkook waited for another answer.
None came.
"That's it?"
"Yeah."
"You don't want a souvenir?"
You smiled softly. "I'd rather remember it."
Jungkook fell silent.
Another day, the two of you were having lunch when Jungkook suddenly asked,
"Aren't you curious about BTS?"
"I am."
"What do you want to know?"
"A lot."
"Then why don't you ask?"
You shrugged.
"If you want to tell me, you'll tell me."
"And if I don't?"
"That's okay too."
"Weird."
"You've said that a lot."
Jungkook laughed.
And with each passing day, he felt more comfortable. He could walk around without worrying about being secretly photographed. He could eat without rushing. He could sit quietly and enjoy the scenery.
Sometimes, the two of you would simply walk for hours without saying much. And strangely… It never felt awkward.
One afternoon, you were sitting by the lake while Jungkook watched you feeding the birds.
"You know?"
"Hm?"
"I'm glad I met you."
You laughed softly. "That's the biggest stroke of luck I've ever had as an ARMY."
Jungkook shook his head. "I'm the lucky one."
You laughed immediately. "That's impossible."
"I'm serious."
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Vacations, it turned out, had an annoying habit.
The first few days always felt slow. You could still sleep in. You could still spend hours sitting in cafés. You could still stop at every little shop that caught your eye. But the closer you got to the last day... the faster time seemed to move.
You didn't realize it until you opened the calendar on your phone.
Two days left.
In two days, you'd be going home.
For some reason, seeing that number made you feel a little strange.
That morning, your phone buzzed.
Jungkook: Awake yet?
You smiled softly.
You: Yeah.
Jungkook: Want to go back to the lake today?
You: Sure.
Jungkook: Want me to pick you up?
You stared at the message for a few seconds.
You: Okay.
Less than twenty minutes later, there was a soft knock on your Airbnb door.
When you opened it, Jungkook was already standing there in a black hoodie, a camera hanging around his neck.
"Good morning."
"Morning."
"Had breakfast yet?"
"No."
"Me neither."
The two of you looked at each other.
"..."
"..."
Jungkook smiled.
"I don't think we've ever had breakfast separately."
You laughed too. "You're right."
The two of you walked toward the town center. The sky was clear that morning, and the weather was pleasantly warm.
According to the forecast, it was supposed to be the perfect day for a walk. The forecast was wrong. When you were only halfway to the lake, raindrops started falling.
At first, lightly. Then harder.
"Should we run?"
"Let's run."
The two of you laughed as you hurried to find shelter, eventually spotting an old café on a street corner.
The café was small. Warm. And almost empty. You walked in, slightly soaked from the rain. The employee greeted you with a smile and invited you to sit down.
Jungkook looked out the window. "I think this is going to last a while."
You looked outside too. The rain was only getting heavier.
"...Yeah."
In the end, you ordered coffee. And waited. Ten minutes. Twenty minutes. Half an hour. The rain didn't stop.
"So, we failed to make it to the lake."
Jungkook nodded. "Yeah."
"Are you disappointed?"
He thought for a moment. "...No."
"Why?"
"I like it here."
You looked around the little café. "Me too."
For a while, the two of you simply sat in silence. Neither of you felt the need to fill it.
Outside, the rain kept falling. People walked by carrying umbrellas. Soft music played from somewhere in the corner. Jungkook played with his coffee cup.
"You know?"
"Hm?"
"...I can't remember the last time I just sat like this."
"Why?"
"I'm usually busy."
"Hm."
"Usually there's a schedule."
"Hm."
"Usually, when it rains..."
He laughed softly. "...I just think about being late."
You nodded.
"What about now?"
Jungkook looked out at the rain. "...Now I'm hoping it lasts longer."
You smiled softly. "...Me too."
The conversation flowed naturally after that. About your job. About Jungkook's school days. Favorite foods. Places you wanted to visit. Little things people normally wouldn't tell someone they'd only recently met.
"Do you have any dreams?"
You thought for a moment. "A lot."
"Like what?"
"I want a small house someday."
"Hm."
"With a garden."
"Hm."
"Lots of plants."
"Hm."
"And a room for reading books."
Jungkook smiled. "That sounds peaceful."
"Yeah."
"What about you?"
This time, Jungkook thought for quite a while. "...I want an ordinary life."
You looked at him. "Ordinary?"
"Yeah."
"What do you mean?"
He laughed softly. "...Like this."
"Hm?"
"Going for walks."
"Drinking coffee."
"Waiting for the rain to stop."
"Not rushing anywhere."
He gave a small shrug. "...Simple things."
You didn't know what to say. Because to you… That day really was simple. But for Jungkook… Maybe it was a luxury.
Time kept passing. The rain kept falling. Before you realized it, the two of you had spent almost three hours in that café. Jungkook looked at his watch.
"We've been here a long time."
"Yeah."
"Are you bored?"
You shook your head. "No."
"Me neither."
Then silence returned. Strange. But comfortable.
When the rain finally started to ease, the two of you stood up and got ready to leave. The air outside felt colder. The streets were still wet. You slowly walked back toward your respective Airbnbs. Neither of you really spoke. Until you stopped in front of yours.
"You're going home the day after tomorrow."
You nodded. "Yeah."
"Oh."
"Oh."
Jungkook slipped both hands into the pockets of his hoodie.
It looked like he wanted to say something. "I..."
You waited.
"Hm?"
"..."
"..."
"...Never mind."
You laughed softly. "Why?"
"...I don't know."
"You're weird."
"Yeah."
The two of you laughed together. But after that… Neither of you said anything else.
You gave a small wave. "See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
You started walking first.
A few steps.
One.
Two.
Five.
For some reason, you turned around. Jungkook was still standing there. He hadn't left. When he saw you looking back, he quickly waved. You waved back. Then kept walking.
Meanwhile… Jungkook stayed right where he was. Until you disappeared from sight. He let out a quiet sigh. Then laughed to himself.
"I almost said it."
He shoved both hands back into his hoodie pockets and started walking toward his Airbnb. He'd almost said that he didn't want this vacation to end. Almost said that he'd started looking for reasons to see you the next day. Almost said that he'd started waiting for your messages every morning. Almost said that he'd started liking someone who was only supposed to be a vacation friend. But he didn't say any of it.
Because, to him… It was still too soon. And maybe… Once you went home… Everything would go back to normal.
Back at your own Airbnb, you opened the door and set your bag down on the chair. The day should have been simple. You'd failed to make it to the lake. Just sat in a little café. Just talked. Just waited for the rain to stop.
But somehow… As you got ready for bed that night… You opened your phone gallery. There were no pictures of Jungkook. No selfies. No photos of the two of you together. Just a picture of a cup of coffee. The café window is covered in raindrops. And the little street after the rain had stopped.
You looked at those pictures for a long time. Then, without realizing it, you smiled softly. And for the first time since arriving in that little country… A slightly terrifying thought crossed your mind.
What if... when I go home... I end up missing Jeon Jungkook?
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And for the first time… You felt like something had changed. But you chose not to think about it. Because the vacation was almost over. You would go home. And Jungkook would return to his world.
The last day came far too quickly. The two of you met in front of your Airbnb.
You smiled.
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For being such a good vacation friend."
Jungkook nodded softly.
"You're going home today."
"Yeah."
"You'll be busy again."
"Yeah."
Jungkook rubbed the back of his neck. "If I text you..."
You smiled. "I'll reply."
Jungkook smiled in relief. "Okay."
You boarded your flight and returned to your country. The entire trip home, you looked through the pictures you'd taken during your vacation. There wasn't a single picture of Jungkook. And to you… Maybe that was the end of the story. A small stroke of luck in an ARMY's life. Meeting your idol. Becoming friends for a few days. Then going back to your separate lives.
But apparently… Jeon Jungkook didn't see it that way.
The first night after you got home… Your phone buzzed.
Jungkook: I ate this today.
A picture of food.
You smiled.
You: It looks good.
The next day.
Jungkook: It's raining today.
Followed by a picture of the street.
The day after that.
Jungkook: Look at this cute dog.
The day after that.
Jungkook: Have you eaten yet?
Slowly… The chats became a habit. Then phone calls. Then video calls. Until one night, both of you were too exhausted. And without realizing it… You fell asleep on a video call.
The next morning, you woke up. The screen was still on. Jungkook had just woken up too. The two of you looked at each other for a few seconds. Then burst out laughing.
Several months passed like that. Until one day, Jungkook asked,
"Are you busy next week?"
"Why?"
"I'm coming to your country."
You nearly dropped your phone. "Huh?"
"I want to see you."
"But..."
"I don't have any plans."
"How is that possible?"
"I'm on break."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah."
You thought he was joking. Until a week later… Your phone buzzed.
Jungkook: I'm here.
You froze.
You: Huh?
Jungkook: Look outside.
You opened the window. Across the street… Jeon Jungkook was standing there, waving at you. You couldn't believe it.
"What are you doing here?!"
"I wanted to see you."
"That's it?"
"Yeah."
"You flew for hours just for that?!"
"Yeah."
You looked at him for several seconds. It felt like a dream. A dream that was too beautiful. And you kept thinking… One day, you'd wake up. One day, it would all end. One day, he'd realize that the two of you came from different worlds. But Jungkook seemed to read your mind.
One night, as you were walking home together, he quietly said, "You know?"
"What?"
"I'm not joking around."
You looked at him.
"I'm serious."
You smiled softly. "But it's still hard for me to believe."
"I know."
"This feels like a dream."
"I know."
"I'm just waiting for the day I wake up."
Jungkook stopped walking. Then looked at you with a smile. "In that case..."
"Hm?"
"I'll still be here tomorrow."
And he was right. He was still there the next day. The next week too. And somehow, with whatever luck was on your side...
A little while later, your company offered you a transfer. There was only one destination. South Korea.
You read the email over and over again. Then called Jungkook.
"Hello?"
"..."
"Are you crying?"
"I got transferred."
"Oh?"
"To Korea."
There was silence for a few seconds. Then you heard Jungkook laugh. A laugh so full of happiness that you started laughing too.
"Are you serious?!"
"Yeah."
"When?"
You answered. And without a second thought, Jungkook said, "I'll pick you up."
From that day on, everything felt easier. You were no longer separated by thousands of kilometers. No longer counting time differences. No longer only meeting through screens. And one night, after walking you home, Jungkook stood outside your apartment for a long time.
"I want to ask you something."
"What?"
"I flew to your country."
"Yeah."
"I stayed on video calls until we fell asleep."
"Yeah."
"I sent you pictures of food every day."
"Yeah."
"I waited for you to move to Korea."
"Yeah."
Jungkook took a slow breath.
"I'm tired of pretending to be just a friend."
You froze.
"I like you."
"..."
"I'm serious."
You stayed quiet. Because a part of you still thought… This had to be a dream. Jungkook laughed softly when he saw your expression.
"You're thinking this is a dream again, aren't you?"
"...A little."
In that case, he took a step closer and gently took your hand.
"How about we date?"
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Author Notes: 2000 followers wohoo!! I got tickets to their concert... (ugly crying).. Honestly, I wanted to see them in my own country, but my country is one of the later stops on the tour. So I thought it would be better to secure tickets somewhere first. Turns out luck was truly on my side. I got tickets in my own country today too! To everyone who managed to get tickets—congratulations! 💜 And to those who weren't lucky this time, don't be too sad. They'll still be around for the next 100 years (okay, maybe not literally 😂), and I'm sure you'll get the chance to see them on the next tour! ✨🥹💜
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