Y/n's pov

Jungkook's voice was so melodious. It enchanted all the Armies present at the concert. Even Yoonmin was extremely excited. "Jimin is sooo handsome..." she had squealed during the break. After two hours of pure bliss, the concert ended. Their last song, **Magic Shop**, didn't fail to bring tears to my eyes.

Everyone left the auditorium, and so did we. The campus was so crowded that it was hard to walk. I even lost Yoonmin. Suddenly, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around, expecting that dumbhead, but instead, I saw a security guard.

"Are you Miss Y/N?" he asked in a professional tone.

"Yes?" I responded, confused.

"This is for you. Take it." He handed me a letter.

"Wait! What is this? Who gave—" Before I could finish, the guard vanished from sight. Yoonmin pulled my hand, so I slipped the letter into my bag and left the place.

*TIME SKIP*

It was 10 p.m.

"Love you so bad, love you so bad~"

Fake Love blasted through my speakers, and I was in full fangirl mode. I was busy swooning over Namjoon's dramatic finger-biting, Taehyung's lip-wetting antics, Jimin's soul-piercing stares, Hoseok's epic dance moves, Jin's sheer handsomeness, Suga's fire raps, and, of course, Jungkook's abs that could make anyone's heart skip a beat.

Just as I was about to start an interpretive dance to Jungkook's abs (don't ask), I suddenly remembered the letter. I halted my impromptu performance, grabbed the letter from my bag, and began reading it with all the seriousness of someone about to discover the secret to eternal youth.

By the end of it, my jaw was so far on the floor I had to get up and pick it up.

LETTER

Dear Y/N,

Make sure you're reading this in private. I really want to talk to you. Here is my number.

"XXX XXXXX XXXX XXX"

I will be waiting for your call.

From, The Masked Man (Who saved you that day).

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"WHAT THE FREAKING BANGTAN SONYEONDAN??!! JEON JUNGKOOK WROTE ME A LETTER??!" I exclaimed, not even bothering to keep my voice down. My neighbors probably thought I was auditioning for a role in a drama at this point.

But why did he use 'Masked Man'? Ah, I get it; he's trying to keep his identity on the down-low. Why did I have to yell so loudly though? I slapped my forehead, berating myself.

Why would he want to talk to me, anyway? My curiosity got the best of me, and I dialed his number with shaking hands.

("I just hope he's not asleep")

"Hello?" His deep, melodious voice made my heart do somersaults. For a moment, I completely forgot how to form coherent sentences.

"Yeobosseo? Who is speaking??" He spoke again pulling me out of my 

"Ah, Jung— I mean, Masked Man?" I said, almost tripping over my own words.

"Y/N? Is that you?" His voice suddenly brightened, like someone had just handed him a giant teddy bear.

"Yes, it's me." I replied, feeling like I was melting from shyness.

"I was waiting for your call," he said with a mix of relief and excitement.

"Ahem, so, what is it that you want to talk about?" I tried to sound casual, but my voice wavered.

"You can call me by my name," he said, and I imagined him rubbing his neck awkwardly, like he was trying to shake off the nerves too.

"Really?! Thank you. Jungkook it is then," I said, finally managing a smile. "So, what's up? Did you need a rescue from a fan mob or something?"

Jungkook chuckled. "Actually, I just wanted to see how you were doing. And maybe talk about how you seemed pretty cool at the concert."

"Cool, huh? Well, I do have an award-winning dance routine in my living room," I joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Really? I might have to see that someday," he laughed.

I laughed along, "No seriously, tell me the reason. I hope its nothing serious or I am not getting sued, or am I??" Suddenly I was not laughing any more. I knew it! I shouldn't have tried to photoshop his and mine pictures as bride and groom.

"Actually, I wanted to tell you something, but I can't. Jimin is sleeping in my room, and it would be trouble if he wakes up. So, can you... um... maybe meet me in the park tomorrow?" He asked shyly.

Jimin! Park Jimin is with him? SKSKSKSJLSSK!! How would he look in sleep? I bet he glows in dark! My sweet angel. 

Wait a min...

("DID JEON JUNGKOOK ASKED TO MEET ME IN PERSON? God someone hold me, I'm gonna faint.")

"Hey... you there?" His voice once again brought me back into reality. I needed to scream but I couldn't.

"Tomorrow? I have school," I replied, hoping he wouldn't be disappointed.

"Pabo! Tomorrow is Sunday," he corrected me.

"Oh, I had completely forgotten about that," I giggled. My brain was not syncing with my mouth.  "I'll meet you at 11 a.m. then."

"Sure. Good night."

"Good night."

I hung up the phone and looked at my reflection in the mirror. My face was flushed redder than a tomato. I was so excited. ("What could he possibly want to tell me?") I thought about it non-stop. "Y/n, stop overthinking. He will never be yours. He is an idol; don't forget that!" I scolded myself aloud, trying to keep my expectations in check.

The next morning, I dressed up in blue jeans and a black top. I knew Jungkook loved the color black, and since black was also my favorite color, I figured it might make a good impression. I arrived at the park and spotted him easily. He was wearing the same black mask.

I walked over and sat beside him on the bench, but he immediately stood up and gestured for me to follow him. I did, curiosity bubbling up inside me.

Your dress

We went to his car, and Jungkook drove us. The drive was filled with an awkward silence, the kind where you could almost hear the crickets chirping in the car.

"You look pretty..." he finally said.

"Is that so? Thank you." I replied, my heart hammering like a drum solo.

"Why are you quiet? Are you scared of me?"

"Anio... why would I be? After all, I'm an Army. How funny would it be if an Army was scared of a BTS member?" I said casually. Jungkook let out a little laugh. He was clearly pleased that I was talking. His smile melted my heart like butter on a hot pancake.

("Can't he drive quietly? Here I am trying to control my heart, and there he is... Does he want me to have a heart attack?!")

"You're quiet again."

"Ha ha ha, so funny. Are you mocking me? You're THE JEON JUNGKOOK and my bia—" I cut myself off. I didn't want him thinking I liked him just because he was a famous idol. I liked him for his character, not his fame. "Of course, I need time to get used to you!" I added.

"No, NO! I didn't mean to mock you! I swear!"

Oh great, this guy takes everything so seriously. "I was just joking. By the way, where are we going?"

His face relaxed at my words. "To a place where no one will bother us. If our manager finds out that I'm with a girl, he'll probably fire me, then set my car on fire for good measure."

I let out a little laugh. "You were supposed to tell me something, remember?"

"Wait for the perfect moment."

"You're so full of suspense."

He chuckled slightly and focused his eyes on the road. Wait! Do that again, I need to record it! His jawline was so sharp I thought I could cut vegetables with it.

We drove to the countryside. It was so full of greenery. Being a city girl from Seoul, I had never been to a place like this before. The area was soothing, like a giant green hug. Jungkook stopped the car in front of a lake. We got out. He walked towards the water and plopped down on the bank. I followed him, and a refreshing breeze blew through me.

"This place is beautiful..." I said dreamily.

Jungkook smiled. "Did you like it?"

"I loved it!" I beamed, flashing my brightest smile.

"When I'm too stressed or sad, I come here. This place has always been special to me. Now keep quiet and look over there." He pointed to the lake.

The sun was setting, and the sky was orange. The reflection of the sun danced on the lake. A bunch of birds were having a party in the sky, and I was pretty sure they were singing karaoke.  Jungkook and I sat there, enjoying the view, and I couldn't help but wonder if this was a dream or if I was about to wake up and find out I had been at the BTS concert all along.

"Y/n?"

"Yeah?"

"I-I think, I-I kinda l-like you... Will you be my girlfriend?"

I was so engrossed in watching the birds that I just nodded absentmindedly. But then it hit me. "Wait! What did you just say?!"

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

I stared at him, blinking like I was trying to reboot my brain. ("This has to be a dream, right? Y/n, WAKE UP!") I pinched myself. ("Ouch! Reality check.") "Ah, Jungkook? Are you drunk?"

As soon as I asked, his expression switched from lovey-dovey to completely puzzled. "What?! Anio... Do I look like that?" He got self cautious and began palming his cheeks.

Seriously? Is Jungkook asking me out right now? What is this, a rom-com? Naturally, my overthinking brain kicked into high gear.

"Are you even allowed to date anyone?"

"You're partially correct. We're not allowed to publicly date anyone."

"But won't it affect your career?"

"Not if we keep our relationship hidden for now. So, wanna give it a shot?"

I was still processing the situation. I had dreamed of this moment, but now that it was actually happening, I was in a complete dilemma. Should I accept or not? My dream was coming true, but the fear of it going public was paralyzing.

I could already imagine the headlines: "Jeon Jungkook is dating a girl named y/n!" and the subsequent storm of sasaengs throwing shade and drama my way. Jungkook's career might plummet, and I would probably be buried under a mountain of hate. I wasn't worthy of him, right?

"Y/n? What are you thinking? Are you scared, or do you have someone else in your life?"

"N-no, I don't have anyone else. Two years ago, when I first saw you at a concert, I fell for you. I wanted you to be mine since then. But yes, I am a bit scared."

Jungkook seemed overjoyed to hear my feelings. "Don't worry, everything will be fine." He gently squeezed my hand.

"But..." My eyes were suddenly welling up.

"Do you love me?"

"Yes."

"Then it's settled. You're my girlfriend from today!" He burst into laughter.

"Jungkook, what the—" I jumped up from the ground. "How can you trick me like that?!"

"No BUTS and WHATS. You said 'yes'!" He stood up and playfully squeezed my cheeks.

"Guess it can't be helped then..." I sighed. ("Let's give this a shot. If God has given me this opportunity, I won't let go of my love. If he is Jeon Jungkook, then I am Y/L/N Y/N!")

Jungkook grinned like he'd won a jackpot. 

Suddenly, Jungkook gave me an unexpected hug and pecked my cheek. I felt my face turn into a tomato.

"Oh my! My girlfriend is blushing!" he teased, a mischievous grin on his face.

I slapped him gently on the head and said, "P-A-B-O."

"What do you wanna do now?" he asked, rubbing his head.

"Umm, let me think... I need to fulfill some of my wishes," I said, a playful glint in my eye.

"Wishes??" he asked, looking intrigued.

"Yep! Like my bucket list items."

"Well then. Tell me what I can do."

"Bring your cheeks here."

"What?"

"Bring your cheeks."

He looked at me skeptically but complied, bringing his face closer. I placed my palms on either side of his cheeks and began to squish them, rubbing them in circular motions. His cheeks were so soft, and I couldn't help but coo at how cute he looked.

"Umm... what arrre ya doin'?" he asked with a muffled voice. I let go of his face and burst into laughter at his adorable expression. Jungkook shot me a mock glare and rubbed his jaw. "I thought you were gonna kiss me. Instead, you treated me like a baby! Who does that to their boyfriend?!"

"But you are a baby!" I protested.

"Why do you Armys always babysit me?? I'm a grown-up man of 23, for god's sake!" he said with a dramatic sigh.

I laughed even harder. "Blame my two-year-old self. It was her idea."

"You're such a kid, y/n! Anyway, wanna go for an ice cream?" he asked, trying to change the subject.

I jumped up with excitement. "I love ice cream!"

He put on his mask, and we both headed toward the ice cream shop, ready for a sweet and fun-filled adventure. And just like that, our quirky little romance began, filled with a mix of excitement, nerves, and a lot of laughter.

.....To be continued.....
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--Jeongsri.