Behind The Scenes [BTS X Reader]

Chapter 8: The First Day [J.JK]

You knocked on Taehyung's and Namjoon's door, opening it to see a half asleep Taehyung sitting on the bed, lion plush in hand and staring blankly at the wall. He didn't notice your presence until you spoke.

"Good Morning Taehyung-ssi." You greeted politely, giving a sheepish smile to the male who turned his head faster than he should have.

"Eh? [Y-Y/N]-ssi? What are you-" Then it hit him. "Oh."

You gave a soft laugh at how adorable your bias was being. Snapping out of it, he sent you a bright smile. "Good morning! How was your sleep?"

"It was alright." You​ laughed. Taehyung hummed in acknowledgement, before standing up and yawning. You​ excused yourself to go to the maknae's room.

Standing before the door, you heaved a nervous sigh, shakily bringing your hand to the door. You knocked on the door to the room Jungkook shared with Jimin and Hobi for the night. Why were​ you even knocking? Argh, nevermind.

You pushed the door open, slowly, for some freaking reason still careful to be as soft as possible, despite the feminine shriek that escaped from Jimin earlier that resonated through the dorm. ((RIP Jimin)) It was as if you were sneaking in there to do something weird rather than to wake the boy up-

--Moving on.

You walked over to the bed and bent down, tapping the sleeping male on the shoulder lightly. No response. You then tapped a bit more vigorously. He just swatted your hand away with a groan. Oh my god what was that? He sounded so cute, honestly what?

Taking deep breaths to calm yourself​, you resorted to shaking him instead. Again, he swatted your hand away with a frustrated whine, kicking the sheets to show his unwillingness.

'Oh my hearttu-'

But still, you persisted. In one last ditch attempt to cease the disturbance, Jungkook pulled the hand towards him and you stumbled into his arms. 'W-What?'

The maknae, still asleep, pulled you closer, his face snuggling into the crook of your neck as his arms wrapped comfortably around your abdomen. Oh lord, you could feel his bare chest against your back, and you forgot how to breathe.

You laid there, stunned and unmoving for the next few minutes. This indulged you into the warmth of the idol, allowing you to feel every touch, every rise and fall of his chest.

"J-J-Jungkook-ssi...?" You called out softly.

No response.

"J-J-J-Jungkook-ssi-!" You called, louder this time. You weren't​ exactly complaining, but-

The male finally stirred.

When Jeon Jungkook opened his eyes, he didn't have a chance to be drowsy. His whole body stiffened, his breath was caught in his throat and his body refused to function. He could smell your strawberry shampoo-

"H-H-Huh?" He choked. The first thing he awoke to was himself, wrapping his own hands around someone, a girl at that. Your face was flushing, and it reminded him of how you looked under the umbrella that day. Only closer. Much, much closer.

His heart had practically stopped beating at that point.

"C-C-Could you please, uhm, let go?"

He let out a soft shriek, before releasing you and flailing around, and he fell off the bed. He didn't dwell on the pain, and stood up immediately before bowing repeatedly. He let out a string of incomprehensible apologies before he bolted out of the room, almost bumping into Jimin who came to check on the pair of you.