Oh I have heard those tender words,
But my heart wasn't listening.
Till I found you I never knew
Just what I was missing.
Author POV
Jungkook screamed when a coyote howled in the distance. "Oh god, I'm going to die," he cried out in Korean. Jungkook wasn't scared of anything, but if he had to be stranded in the middle of the night, he'd prefer not to be snack food for the wild life. When another coyote howled, the sound a lot closer than minutes before, the freaked out idol ran back into the car and slammed the door; screaming and almost bashing his head in the process.
"I'm about to cry," he pouted. He was annoyed, exhausted, petrified. This his mind stared to play tricks on him. In the distance he saw bright yellow eyes charging toward him. Was it a bear? I wolf? ONE OF THOSE WHITE TAILED DEER WITH VAMPIRE TEETH?! He locked the doors and slid down in his seat. As if locked doors would keep him safe from the monster charging toward him. "I should have stayed with Namjoonie and Hansoo hyung," he cried out and pulled his hood down. If he didn't die, he was going to sleep in this shitty suv and walk to the nearest down in daylight. No vampire deers would attack him then.
He didn't know how long he sat there, on the verge of shitting in his pants before he heard the gravel crunching outside. He grabbed his phone like it was a gun and stuck it in his pocket. "I'll pretend to shoot them," he thought. "I'll, AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
"WOAH WOAH WOAH! Calm down son!" Jungkook heard over his screams. Whatever it was knocked and he was on the verge of dying from fright. When he opened his eyes, he saw a man with his truck parked along side of him. The man stood with his arms crossed and flashlight in hand.
"Is everything alright?"
Jungkook could understand English, it was just the communication aspect that he had issues with. He took a deep breath then shook his head. "No. Uh- car stopped. Smoke."
"Would you like me to take a look at it?"
Jungkook nodded his head. "Please please. Yes."
The man smiled back at him then walked toward the hood. Jungkook opened the door and got out slowly, observing for rabid deer.
"Pop the hood. I'll see what you've got goin on under here."
Jungkook done as he was instructed, then walked towards the front, watching as the man looked at various things under the hood. The man hummed and then looked towards the younger. "Your radiator has a big ol hole in it."
Just the face the man made alone made Jungkook bite his lip. "Bad?"
"Yeah. It won't be fixed tonight that's for sure."
"Oh." Think think think, JK. "How long?"
"I can repair this in my shop, but I don't have the parts for this one. It'll take a few days. You in a rush?"
Jungkook only had a few days left before he had to head to Florida. He could stay here and drive the rest of the way. He thought.
"I need to be in Florida by next Sunday."
"That's plenty of time." The man smiled and stuck out his hand. "I'm Hartford Young, but you can call me Ford. And what's your name?"
"Jungkook. Or JK," he timidly said while taking Fords hand. "Nice to meet you."
"Jung.....Koo? JK. I like that. Why don't we go to my ranch and arrange for this car to get picked up. You look like you're hungry and my wife always keeps snacks around for our kids. That okay?"
Jungkook nodded his head at the mention of food and smiled big. "Yes sir. Okay to me."
Jungkook probably shouldn't jump into some strange man's truck or venture off to his home, but the good thing about Jungkook is that he could read people. The maknae could spot a snake from a mile away thanks to Taehyungs teachings. People talked about being able to pass the Taehyung vibe check, but in actuality, it was the JK check you had to worry about. And based on JK's intuition, Hartford Young was a good man.
Once the two settled into Fords truck, they took off into the night, heading down the road to Buckland Ranch. Jungkook chatted freely, as best he could, with man learning about Hartford and his life in Georgia. The southern man even took interest in Jungkooks life, asking where he was from and what he did for a living.
"So where ya from, JK?"
"Korea. South Korea. Seoul to be exact."
"You're quite far from home JK. You look young. I say you're about twenty-four."
"Yes," he smiled. "I'm very far. I sing for a living."
"Show in Florida?"
Jungkook smiled and nodded his head. "Yes sir."
Jungkook enjoyed the conversation he had, but he stopped mid sentence when Hartford pulled off of the main road and through an extravagant stone arch with the name "BUCKLAND" in metal letters. The lights shown in the trees as the made their way down the winding driveway. The Korean idol gasped once the house, no, mansion to him, was illuminated in all its glory.
"Welcome to our home, JK."
"Wow," he gasped. He had never saw something so big yet so open. The trees went on for miles as well as the open fields that surrounded the house on the right side.
"This is our own little peace of heaven," Ford said as he parked his truck next to his wife's Expedition. "Rebecca is still up since our daughter isn't home yet. Let's go get you something to eat."
Jungkook couldn't do anything but smile. He hasn't felt this welcome since he went back to Busan to her parents home. The two walked up the porch, Hartford making small talk while the two made it inside. Jungkook was instantly jumped on by a big white ball of fluff; his face being smothered in kisses. Hartford tried his hardest to pull the dog off, but she kept coming back for more.
Jungkook couldn't help but to laugh.
"Becca, come get your dog," Hartford said groaned. "She's making a mess of our guest."
From somewhere in the house, Jungkook heard a whistle and the dog got off, setting right by Jungkook sprawled out body by wagging her tail.
"Elsa, what are you doing," Rebecca laughed as she made her way into the foyer. She looked down at Jungkook and smiled. "Welcome. I'm Rebecca."
"Jungkook," he smiled then stood up and bowed. "Nice to meet you."
Rebecca looked over at Hartford. "Now where did you find this young man?"
"Broke down on the side road here. The poor boy was fit to be tied out there."
"I could imagine." She turned to Jungkook. "Would you like something to eat? I still haven't put our supper up yet."
"Oh, yes. Please."
"Come this way."
Jungkook saw where the shoe rack was and promptly put his boots next to it. Just because he was in a new home, doesn't mean he wasn't going to respect the homeowner's rules. Rebecca looked on at him then crossed her arms and lifted her brow to her husband. "See? Jungkook already knows the rules and you mister still refuse to listen."
Ford rolled his eyes and took a seat on the bench next to the shoe rack. "Okay okay. They're off. You take your shoes off every time you come to someone's home?"
"We do this always," Jungkook looked over to Hartford and shrugged. "A um, how you say....cultural difference. We have house shoes to wear inside."
"And you'll be buying house shoes, Mr. Young," Rebecca laughed. "Jungkook, you are a blessing already."
Jungkook couldn't do anything but smile. He felt welcome. He felt at home.