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SAVE THE DATE | JJK| SERIES CH . 4

Pairing: Fuckboy!Jungkook x reader

Synopsis: Jungkook has gotten every girl he’s ever even looked at. Prides himself on it. He can’t imagine falling for the one girl who won’t even look his way. SLOWBURN. SLIGHT ENEMIES TO LOVERS. MUTUAL PINING. MATURE CONTENT. NSFW.

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Previous part: Three

Day 17

Jungkook hadn’t called you since the night he rushed out of your apartment after kissing you. You tried not to let your thoughts assault you with insults of how much he must’ve hated it. It just didn’t make sense to you why else he would just up and leave.

Was it garlic breath? No, you only had cheese pizza. Unless you were just prone to bad breath regardless of diet. You groaned loudly, throwing back your head as you fell over sideways on your couch. You’ve been here for the last few days.

More than likely clinging to the last of his essence. Too afraid to give it up from the fear that if you do you may never see Jungkook again. You felt pathetic. Why would you care anyway? You were against giving him a chance from the start. If you were honest you could admit that you were against it for these very reasons. You hated feeling like a lovesick pup waiting at the door for someone who may never come back.

“I’m not fucking doing this.” You grabbed your phone, dialing in Star’s number. “Hey girl, you want to go out tonight?”

It didn’t take you long to get ready. A quick shower, tight black dress, and a slicked back pony had you looking and feeling great.

Star cooed “Look who’s single and ready to mingle!” You wouldn’t tell her but in your brain those words translated to Single and ready to get your mind off of Jungkook.

Star took Tzuyu and you to a well known underground night club just outside of the city. It was bustling with young drunk adults and had blue and purple lights pouring out of the windows. A long line of people waiting to get in wrapping around the side of the building. You began walking towards where you anticipated the end of the line would be.

“Hold on a second! No way we’re waiting in that line.” Star crossed her arms.

“Oh yeah? And how do you intend on getting us in there? We’re nobodies.”

“You’re a nobody. I’m a professional. Let mama work some magic.” She straightened her tube top and strutted over to the bouncer, you and Tzuyu following close behind.

“Ma’am the back of the line is that way.” The bouncer didn’t look up from his clipboard. His muscles flexed in his fitted black t-shirt. Star cleared her throat.

“You may not know my face honey, but my name is Star Blue. You’ve probably heard it since i’m so well known here.” She smiled smugly as the bouncer flipped through his papers.

“No, there’s no Star Blue on my list. And i’ve personally never heard of you before. Ever.” The man locked eyes with Star as he emphasized his last word causing her smile to drop quicker than the New Years ball at midnight.

“C’mon Star let’s just go. We can wait.” You urged her, not wanting to cause a scene.

“No (Y/n). I’m not waiting in line like some commonplace groupi-“ The bouncer’s eyes widened.

“(Y/n)? (Y/n) (L/n)?” You and Star glanced at each other, skeptically.

“Yes? How did you know-?” The bouncer quickly removed the velvet blue rope that was blocking the door.

“Right this way ladies.” The shock hadn’t worn off as the three of you inched into the club. Only as you took in your surroundings did Tzu and you burst into giddy laughter. Star didn’t look as pleased

“That was so cool (y/n)! How did you do that?” Tzuyu beamed.

“Yeah, who’re you fucking?” Star shot while giving you an unfriendly look. You rolled your eyes. Star loved being the center of attention and always reacted this way when someone else took two seconds of spotlight. That’s why Tzuyu was always around her. She avoided spotlight at all costs.

“I’m not fucking anybody. I have no clue what that whole thing was about.” You answered truthfully.

“Whatever. Tzuyu! Let’s dance!” Star grabbed Tzuyu’s hand, pulling her away from you and onto the dance floor. You knew your friend well and knew you’d have to give her time to cool off before you could enjoy your night together so you opted for going to the bar to get a few drinks. Loosening up wasn’t such a bad idea.

At the counter you flagged down the bartender and ordered a whiskey sour. You downed it and an extra before looking around. Still no sign of your friends. You assumed Star would be upset majority of the night and you were now going to have to kick it with yourself until it was time to go. You were scoping out the eligible bachelors when the bartender tapped your shoulder.

“The guy in the blue bought you this. Don’t worry, I made it and brought it straight here.” She smiled, assuring you that it was safe. You loved a girl’s girl. Taking the drink you turned and spotted a tall man in a midnight blue button down shirt. He was cute and his muscles cut through the satin fabric deliciously. You blew him a little kiss and turned your back on him, sipping your drink. You knew he’d come to you.

“Have you had one of those before?” You smirked hearing a voice behind you. Hook, line, sink. You turned around, smiling.

“No, it’s quickly climbing the charts to a favorite.”

“I figured that since you liked whiskey, a Mint Julep wouldn’t be far off your taste.” He slid into the space beside you, leaning his elbow onto the surface of the bar. “You’re very beautiful.”

“Uh huh.” You lifted your eyebrows toward the man. “What’s your angle, sir? Or do you hand out free drinks and compliments to every pretty girl you see?” Your body leaned toward his invitingly. A signal that you would be open to providing him with whatever it might be.

“You know nothing comes for free, darling.” He mused. “One dance.”

“Just one?”

“If you’d like.” You thought for a second. He smiled warmly awaiting your answer.

“What’s your name?”

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Kook was very drunk. He smiled and laughed hard at his friends’ jokes but their voices sounded like they were talking under water. He could feel his thoughts swimming through his head, ramming into the sides of his skull.

Only one was clear: Call (y/n).

The small voice in the background of Jungkook’s mind told him that he shouldn’t. The small voice was right but Kook had no strength to listen to it. The anxiety of speaking to you drastically dulled by the warmth of liquor flowing through his blood. He fished through his pockets for his cellphone. After dialing your number he put the device to his ear, awaiting your answer. His heart dropped to his heels when he began hearing the familiar ringtone but a few feet from where he currently stood in the middle of his best friend’s nightclub. Coincidence, surely?

He let his arm fall to the side as he turned around slowly. Sure enough, eyes landing on your form, pressed into some dude on the dance floor. The guy’s arms were wrapped around your center and your hips swayed smoothly to the music. Jungkook felt his entire body heat up. He felt his feet moving before his mind formulated a plan of what to say to you. After all he did ghost you for three days. The nerve of him to even be upset right now.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” You stopped dancing. Hearing the voice to your left you were confused and turned to face it. Your smile dissolved quickly like cotton candy in water.

“Excuse me?” You knew it would be better to ignore him but the audacity of him to ask you such a question when he was in fact standing in the same place.

“You’re excused. What are you doing here? Dancing on this fucking random like you don’t have something with me!” You eyes widened like saucers and Jaehyun took the cue that it was his time to leave.

“Have something?” You scoffed. “Whatever we had went out the window when you stormed out of my apartment without explanation and haven’t returned a single call or text in three days.”

“I get it, you’re pissed at me. But you could’ve at least considered my feelings before you walked in here and started giving it up to the first guy that showed you any atten-“ Jungkook tasted metal in his mouth as his face now tilted toward the floor.

You had slapped him. Hard. Causing a few clubbers stop dancing to stare. He had hoped that you would stick around and argue with him a little more but as he watched you gather your things and make a beeline for the door he was afraid that he might’ve just fucked up royally.

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