Nonsense (Jungkook x Reader)
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
A/N: Sorry for the wait~ I hope you enjoy ^^
The sickening thought pierces you as youâre curled up on your couch, Inkigayo playing on the screen. Jungkook is doing his best as always, flashing the camera looks that he always says âarenât sexyâ, but undeniably are. His hips thrust forward and his movements are perfect, ARMY screaming in the background, always the faithful studio audience.
Andâwatching the kind-hearted, hard-working boy on screenâyou think something that scares you.
Iâm not good enough for him.
Not good enough for the golden maknaeâthe boy who can do everything. Sing, rap, danceâheâs even got the looks and the personality to back it up. And in comparison to all of thatâŠwho are you? Youâre so normal in comparison to him. Sure, youâre not a bad singer, and you try hard at your job and your school work, butâŠ
Your heart aches at the terrifying realization, your lips pressing into a straight line. Your entire body tenses, distraught because your boyfriend isâŠbeyond you. Why had he chose to date you of all people? Surely there were prettier, more talented girls that he could choose from. So many ARMYâs youâd spotted at fan-meets were so beautifulâŠ
âShit,â you whisper, the first fallen tears tumbling down your cheeks, the water droplets plopping onto your bare hands. Hurriedly you rush to wipe the wetness away, but despite your efforts the tears donât stop. The negative thoughts in your mind continue to weigh down on you, and no matter how hard you try to rationalizeâtry to convince yourself otherwiseâthe thoughts persist.
Burying your face in your palms, teeth tightly grit, you hardly notice when the broadcast ends. The ending ment takes place, the artistsâ way goodbye, and the next program begins. By the time you finally look upâeyes stinging and vision blurryâitâs been a good half an hour.
âFuckâ!â you hiccup, making a dive for the coffee table where you phone is resting. After the show tonight heâd been planning to come over and spend time with youâbut he canât see you like this! Oh godâ
To your utter horror, the minute you unlock the device a new message flashes on the screen.
Iâm right around the corner. Unlock the door for me cuz I know youâll forget.
Panicked, you glance up at your door, actually debating running over to lock it when you notice that itâs already unlocked.
You donât have to come! Iâm sure youâre tired!
âŠis what your hurriedly type as an excuse, hoping that maybe for once heâll actually listen. Maybe for once heâll actually feel tired and will agree that the dorm will be more comfortable, andâ
Nope~ Iâm in the lobby. And yeah Iâm tiredâI plan to spend the rest of the night sleeping with you in my arms.
His words would normally make your heart flutter with love and excitementâbecause itâs not often that Jungkook says such cute or romantic wordsâbut tonight his statement causes you to almost faint. No no no noâno! He canâtâyou canâtâ
At that moment the handle to your apartment jigglesâapparently you hadnât turned the lock all the wayâand you hear Jungkook mumble a little curse. He continues messing with the handleâknowing by now how to get it to unlock for himâand you take that second to vault over the couch. You reach your bedroom threshold just as Jungkook opens the front door.
âHeyâ,â he starts at seeing you, a smile on his face. He figures that maybe you want to mess with him a littleâplay a little game of tag because you love not making anything easy for himâbut the minute you turn to slam the door shut and he sees the panic on your face, his smile drops.
âHey, Y/Nâ,â he tries again, taking a hurried stride forward. However, before he can make it to the door you have it shut and locked, your back pressed against the smooth wood as you slide down to the floor, your chest shaking with a new round of sobs.
âY/N, hey, câmon, whatâs wrong,â Jungkook immediately begs, his knuckles lightly knocking against the door. The deep-rooted concern in his voice immediately has you crying harderâyour noises of distress now reaching his ears.
Jungkookâs heart cracks instantly, his palms pressing flat against the door. His voice catches in his throat, mind blanking. Heâs not sure what to do. What the hell managed to get you so upset??
âY/N, jagi, please,â he tries gently, moving to test the door knob. Of course itâs locked. âPlease talk to me. Whatâs wrong?â
âIâŠ,â is all you manage, wrapping your arms around your knees. Your sobs have quieted despite the steady flow of tears. âIâŠâ
âPlease let me in. Talk to meâyou can trust me, I promise.â
âJungkookâŠ,â you begin tentatively, mind feeling numb despite your hammering heart. You set your mouth in a frown, brushing away the wetness staining your cheeks.
âShould we break up?â you ask, a broken laugh following the proposal.
The apartment sits in silence for good few seconds, your throat constricting with each tick of the clock, and then finallyâ
âWhat the hell are you talking about?â Jungkookâs voice isnât angry. HeâsâŠshocked, confused, even heart-broken at the proposition. âDo youâŠdo you seriously think that? Y/N, what theâ?â
âYouâre too good for me!â you shout suddenly, unable to take the wave of hurt that has washed into his tone. âIâmâŠIâm justâŠme! And youâre the golden maknae of BTS! I donât deserve you! ItâsâI meanâitâs justâŠâ
Your head is spinning all over again, too many emotions coursing through you at once.
âY/N,â Jungkookâs stern voice suddenly breaks through the silence, your racing thoughts screaming to a halt. âOpen the door.â
âPlease. Open the door,â he says, serious. Immediately you waver, eyes shifting back to look at the locked door knob. You can still hear the sadness hidden behind his calm tone, but you also know that heâs being 100% serious. He wants you to open the door.
Taking a deep breath, smearing away any left-over tears, you push to your feet and turn to face the door. Slowly you lift your hand, fingers grasping the lock and twisting it open. The click echoes throughout the silent apartment, and you step back as the handle twists.