Jungkook and y/n were searching for the audition room when Jungkook suddenly realized he needed to use the bathroom.
"Ugh, you go first. I'll come back in a minute," he said.
"Sure."
Jungkook entered room 613 and was surprised to see a buff muscular guy, Kim Namjoon, in his underwear, having just taken a shower. Jungkook was fascinated.
"Damn i thought i only liked girls, but maybe he is an exception. Where do you think you are going with thighs sir?huh? How dare you?" He thought to himself.
"What the hell, man? What are you doing!?" Namjoon tried to cover himself.
"Thighs" he exclaimed.
"Eh-h?"
"Oh, I mean I want to use the washroom, but I'm sorry I actually-"
"The washroom is there. Go NOW," Namjoon said.
Jungkook quickly rushed to the washroom and silently screamed internally, "UGHH, YOU DUMB GUY."
*Time skip*
Everyone was ready to give an audition when everybody was preparing for their performance.
"Did you miss me?" Jungkook asked.
"Yes, I did... I forgot to ask for your number that day and kept searching for it, but I did not have any resources..." she pouted.
"Oh yeah, my number... give me your phone."
She handed him her phone, and he typed his number.
"There you go," he smiled.
"Thanks."
"Jeon Jungkook, it's your turn," the staff claimed.
"All the best, Jungkook! You've got this!" She said cheerfully.
"Thank you," he smiled.
He left.
"So what would you like to perform today, Jungkook?"
"I will sing."
"Okay, here's the mic, and go ahead, and before that, tell me if you made this song or if you're doing a cover."
"I'm doing a cover... It's by IU-nim. The Lost Child."
"Okay," he said.
Jungkook picked up the mic and was a bit nervous, but he remembered your words and started singing.
"Photographs containing the two of us, I burn
The memories we gathered one by one, I erase
That I need to get up and move on, I know all too well
So why am I still sitting here?
The pouring rain stops me from seeing anything before me
The raging wind stops me from taking even a single step
As if I were standing on the edge of a cliff, I tremble in fear
Gathering my two small hands, my only prayer is this...
Come back to me.
Now tears don't even form
I feel as if I don't have the strength to cry
That our parting is not a dream, I know all too well
So why am I pleading that I wake up?
The pouring rain stops me from seeing anything before me
The raging wind stops me from taking even a single step
As if I were standing on the edge of a cliff, I tremble in fear
Gathering my two small hands, my only prayer is this...
Come back to me."~
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