Siren (Bts x reader)

Me,

Seokjin's point of view:

I wake up with a jolt, panting, covered in sweat.

No no no.

I had a dream about him.

...But it was a wonderful dream...

There is no way I just had a dream about another man. I am not a homosexual.

Was this guy even real or did I just make him up?

My mind is playing tricks on me.

"Oh good. You're awake. You know, you were making weird noises in your sleep" Jungkook laughs at me. I want the earth to swallow me whole.

"I knew it. It was one of those dreams" Jungkook teases with suggestive eyebrows.
"Shut it" I frown, covering my ears that were burning.

"You really need to get a wife. You're way too old for those dreams" Jungkook continues the teasing.
"Leave me alone" I say as I crawl back under the cover. I hear him snicker, walking away.

Oh my god...

Back to (Y/N)'s point of view:

"Good Morning" Jungkook greets me all too brightly even though we talked a lot more than what we should've last night.
"Morning" I grumble.

I don't get up early. I was never a morning person. Mornings are for humans only, not me.

Morning is a curse.

I already have breakfast on the table for the two.

It was nice talking to Jungkook. I kind of want him to stay for longer but I know I should let him go. It's safer for everyone that way.

"Looks great and smells even better" Jungkook says as he eyes the food.
"Dig in. I'll check up on Seokjin" I say.

"Morning" I announce at the door, walking to Seokjin.
"Good Morning" he says, looking pale.

"Why do you look so pale?" I ask, putting a hand on his forehead. He doesn't have a temperature.

"It's nothing" he says, looking hallow.
"You sure?" I ask, actually concerned for the poor guy.

I know of a few humans that thought they went mental when I used my voice on them and them actually surviving.

Maybe this is the same story.

"Was there a man here yesterday?" Seokjin asks, looking worried as he stares me right in the eyes.

So that's what he saw...

We don't know what I look like whenever I sing.

"No, sorry" I deny. I can not let this little slip up be my undoing.

"Oh" he says, looking down.
"Want to...talk about it?" I ask, unsure but going for it. I guess it's my fault that he's like this.

"I am one hundred percent sure I saw a man yesterday" Seokjin insists.
"It was only me" I say, looking him straight in the eyes.

Seokjin searches my eyes, sighing as he looks away.

"I'm fine" he says, upset.
"...I made breakfast...Eat before you hit the road" I say, not knowing what to tell him.

Will anything I say even help?

"Thank you" he says with a gentle smile, standing up. He follows me into the dining room to see a huge mess created by Jungkook.

He stops chewing, looking at us with wide eyes.

"It's good" he says with the same caught expression.
"Ugh" Seokjin facepalms.