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Warnings: Mentions of abuse, fluff, angst, smut
Summary: Vanessa and the boys go out to get breakfast, and along the way, she struggles to keep Jungkook’s mouth shut, but she struggles even more trying to keep herself in check. The last thing she needs is another relationship, so why does she feel this way?
“Really?” Jimin asked, leaning over the seat to stare at me.
I nodded. “I taught myself a lot of the dances whenever Minho wasn’t around. It kept my mind off of things.” I explained.
“Ah, so what’s your favorite?” Namjoon asked.
I considered the question. “Well, I like a lot of them. My favorite that you guys do is Silver Spoon. But the one I like the most is Best Of Me, with Sprint Day, Save Me, and Not Today right after that.”
Jungkook raised an eyebrow. “You can do Not Today?” He asked.
“Yeah, it took forever though. I can do a lot of the dances.” I said. “From Bulletproof Pt. 2 to Save me. Some of them I’m a little rusty, though. I haven’t done some in a while.”
They looked impressed. “Would you be okay showing us?” Taehyung asked, leaning around Jungkook.
Hoseok piped up. “Yeah, I wanna see!” He said with a bright smile.
I grinned at the boys. “Sure,” I shrugged. “As soon as we get breakfast and head back to the hotel.”
“Here,” Si-Hyuk said. He put the car in park and turned around to face me. “You can all go in and I’ll wait.” He smiled.
I nodded and began chewing on my lip. “Alright.” I opened the car door and jumped out, stretching my back. Jungkook popped out next to me and shielded his eyes from the sun.
The rest of the boys filed out of the car and stared at the little building. I grinned. “Well, I’m starving, quite literally, so let’s go.” I walked ahead and ignored the glance shared between the boys.
I pushed the door open and walked in, taking a deep breath at the scent of pancakes and eggs and bacon. “Ah, smells like home.” I said, bouncing on my toes in excitement.
In truth, I’ve barely eaten anything for the past couple of weeks. My stomach growled loudly and I tried to conceal it with a cough. “You alright?” Jungkook asked, looking down at me through his hair.
“Huh? Oh, yeah. Just a little hungry, is all.” I said, smiling up at him as I took a step away.
I approached the counter and called a waitress over. “Hi, what can I get you?” The waitress asked, her eyes widening when she saw Jungkook. I glanced behind me before setting my attention on the bubbly girl in front of me.
I smiled. “Hi, I need a menu.” I said, glancing up and down the counter.
“Well, we have a booth righ-” she began.
“Um, it’s to-go, please.” I interrupted.
The waitress’s smile faltered slightly. “Alrighty, what’ll you have?” She asked, sliding a menu at me and pulling her pen and pad from her apron.
I looked at the menu. “I’ll have two all star meals with everything.” I said. The girl raised her eyebrow briefly before writing everything down.
“Okay. And for you?” She asked, turning her head and flicking her long, Black hair over her shoulder. She batted her false lashes at the Jungkook.
He froze like a deer in headlights. His mouth opened and shut before he ducked his head and ran the back of the group. I chuckled as Taehyung stepped forward.
“We’re not having anything, just her.” He pointed at me. He smiled at the waitress, who blinked and giggled before darting away.
I frowned at the girl, she couldn’t be more than sixteen. I picked up the menu and tucked it into the proper spot, exposing my wrist to Taehyung. His eyes widened before darting away in shame. “Um, it’s okay to look at them.” I said, holding out my wrist. “I don’t hide them.”
I held my hand out for him. He looked up at me before tenderly grabbing my hand. He brought my hand up closer to his face and gently ran his pointer finger over the small, white scars that littered my bronze skin.
“How long ago?” He asked, darting his eyes to the others, who were teasing Jungkook for his shyness.
“A couple of months? I don’t really know, but when Minho found out he raged.” I said softly. I traced the lines myself and held up my other hand. He looked pained as he took my other hand, his dwarfing mine.
His hands are soft and warm, making me smile. “If you ever think of doing this again, or have any impulse or bad thought, tell me?” He asked, looking down at me with worried eyes.
I bit my lip again. “Yeah,” I said softly, nodding as I pulled my hands from his. “Yeah, yeah I promise.” I whispered, turning to face the waitress as she approached us again.
She gave me the price and asked for money. I pulled out my wallet and stared at the pathetic two dollars that was in it. No credit card, no debit card, nothing. I sighed and closed my wallet with shaking hands. “It’s no problem, I’ll pay.” Taehyung said, pulling his own wallet out.
I stared at him as he pulled out one of many credit cards. “Really?” I asked, my voice a pitch too high.
He smiled down at me. “Of course, I don’t mind.”
“I’ll pay you guys back as soon as possible, for everything. Every dollar you spend on me I’ll pay it back. I promise.” I said, and I meant it.
Taehyung smiled again. “Alright, you do that.” He said, smiling at the waitress as he took the card back. The girl giggled and winked, tapping his arm as she sashayed away. Taehyung frowned at his hand. Tucked agaisnt the card was a napkin with numbers written on it.
“Ooh, Taehyungie, someone has a crush,” Hoseok teased, snatching the napkin from his confused hands.
The girl watched with a smirk as the boys teased. I reached out and took the napkin, inspecting the number. “Well, congrats,” I snided, jealousy clawing at my stomach. I tossed the paper at him and smiled.
Jungkook watched as I backed from the laughing boys. He squeezed over to me. “Hey, you alright?” He asked, looking over at his hyungs as they fussed over the flirt.
“Hmm? Yeah, I’m fine.” I lied, looking away from Tae.
“Liar,” he called me out.
“Look, Jungkook-ah, I don’t want to be jealous, but I am. I don’t even know him. He’s just my bias and I do not like him like that. I do not know him, so, please, stop accusing me of liking him.” I whispered, straying farther from the group.
Guilt washed over me when I saw Jungkook’s hurt expression. “Oh, Jungkook, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude, I’m just in a tough spot right now, is all.” I said, grabbing his arm and squeezing softly.
“No, no yeah, I understand.” He said, biting his lip as he nodded.
“I don’t need a love life right now, nor do I need a matchmaker,” I grinned, earning a small smile from him. “Maybe later.”
I turned around just as Taehyung crumpled up the number and dropped it into the trash. The waitress noticed and looked horrified, her face burning in shame and embarrassment. “Guys, she’s probably still in high school.” Tae said, cutting off all teasing about the girl.
My heart swelled slightly, knowing he wouldn’t talk with her. I shook the feeling off, knowing that I couldn’t get into another relationship right now, not that he’d want one, I thought.
Jungkook slipped to the back of the group and watched with wary eyes. Something about his gaze made me feel slightly uncomfortable and slightly guilty. Like I did something wrong.
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