Light blared through the window, my curtains offering little to no protection. Groaning, I sat up and rubbed my eyes, stretching my tensed muscles.
Luckily, it's the summer holidays. Luckily, no school for me (I may in the last year but shh) I swing my legs off the side of the bed and stand up.
I shuffle over to my calendar, not really wanting to move. I look at the date and freeze.
Double checking.
Triple checking.
Quadruple checking.
Then I know it's right. Oh my fucking god! How could i forget?!
Today is pride!
I screech loudly, probably terrifying my neighbors.
I ran to my closet and pulled out my planned outfit which consists of my bright purple tank binder, bleached denim overalls that match my hair and my Kookie timberlands.
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If you didn't know already, I'm what you call OBSESSED, (NOT in a bad way) with BTS, I mean, who can hate them.
Anyway back to the story. Once i was dressed I fixed my hair and left. I sprinted to the bus stop and hopped on the bus, making my way to Seoul.
*Time skip 1 hour later*
I was running around the crowd, presenting drinks to the parade attendees. I was rather enjoying it.
But suddenly i heard a large crowd of screams. My head snapped towards the source of the noise, trying to work out the reasoning of the ruckus.
That's when i saw them, when I saw him. BTS. Jeon Jungkook. My head became dizzy, and i became short of breath. My vision becoming blurry. I barely saw them before i fainted. Everything black.
Jungkook's POV
I was having the time of my life right now, marching the parade and singing for the fans, when a certain blue haired boy took my eye. He wore a purple chest binder, overalls and shoes identical to mine. We locked eyes and he suddenly became pale. I looked concerned and stopped singing. I heard whispers from my hyungs and the crowd, but i didn't care i wanted to see if he was okay. Suddenly, he began to fall, acting on my reflexes I leaped off the float and ran to him. Catching the frail boy in my arms. My hyungs looked at my as I help the worryingly light boy.
10 mins later
We (me and the hyungs) were in the back of the ambulance with the boy. I was scared to touch him. He looked so fragile and i want to protect him forever. Once we arrived at the hospital, hyung sat in the waiting room while i sat beside the boys bed. I examined his face, he ws rather beautiful. I'm now just scared for his ribs. I had no idea how long he's wore his binder for. I held his hand, running my thumb along the back of it. Slowly drifting to sleep.
To be continued
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(A/N)
Hope joyed the first ep, this is my first BTS fan fic and i hope you enjoy
