Fake Love - pt 5
Forgetting Jungkook's existence became easier with time.
The guys were counting down towards comeback season so they were practicing more and more each week.
It would get more difficult to see Yoongi outside of work, but he would always come home and sleep by your side.
It was so surreal living together. On the outside looking in, it might have seemed like things were moving fast.
You judged those who took steps too hastily in a relationship but your circumstances were an exception.
Yoongi never bought the apartment with the intention of the two of you living together so soon, yet it felt strangely natural.
In the middle of the night or early hours of the morning, he would plop down onto the bed and pull you closer. You would sleep for only a few more hours while he got as much rest as he needed.
Waking him up was the highlight of your day. His hair would be all messy and his lips would be all pouty. His yawns were adorable but his movements made you laugh. They were slow and tired.
"Just watching you makes me want to go to sleep again." You sighed happily.
"So let's go back to bed." He yawned again.
"No. We can't. You have to dye your hair today!" You said excitedly.
"How is that fun to watch? Just admit you want to spend more time with me."
"I don't miss you. I see you everyday." You stated.
"Am I being too clingy?" He joked.
You laughed. "Yeah, in bed especially."
He blushed as he laughed. "Is it a crime?"
Something about going through the trauma with Jungkook made you guys closer. Yoongi initiated more PDA.
It wasn't anything extreme but he would hold your hand in front of the members. He told them not to make a big deal about it but they did for a week or so.
Despite the way things were going so well, there were tiny instances in which Jungkook still preoccupied your thoughts.
Seeing you and Yoongi together must have bothered him but he couldn't do much about it. Still his demeanor changed a lot. He wasn't the same cheerful, bratty, and easy going guy anymore. He wouldn't laugh at jokes, he wouldn't try to make everyone laugh.
He preferred to be alone now.
The rest of the members would invite him to places but even then he seemed distant or uninterested.
On your birthday the guys surprised you with a cake. They sang and gave you gifts. Yoongi kissed your cheek and they all had heart eyes suddenly.
Jungkook was putting on a good face in front of the other staff members but he did congratulate you as everyone was busy talking.
"I got you something....it would look weird if I didn't. Happy Birthday." He handed you a small bag.
You nodded. "Thanks. Don't feel like you have to from now on. A card is fine. I appreciate the effort though." You gave him a sad smile.
It did feel odd not celebrating with him the way you could have.
Namjoon came just in time to break the awkward moment. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah." You answered gratefully. "Are you guys off the practice now?"
"Yeah." He exhaled. "We'll buy you a real birthday dinner soon though. I promise."
"I can't wait. I'll order the most expensive steak." You teased, following him back to the other side of the room where Yoongi finished distributing slices of cake to people.
"We're leaving now. I'll see you in the morning." He said, feeding you a bite of cake.
"Okay." You smiled. "Thanks for my surprise party."
"Go home afterwards. Don't work on your birthday."
You scoffed. He worked on his birthday.
He kissed your cheek again and everyone let out a collective "WAAAAOOOOW," complimenting him on his skills as a boyfriend.
You pushed him and he walked out of there smugly. The members were sure to tease him once you weren't in sight anymore. The staff made you flustered and embarrassed, but you appreciated their participation in your surprise.
Any worries you had of their judgement was stupid. That evening proved that you were a part of their huge family. Some expressed their hopes that you would stay for a long time and you hoped so too.
While the day had gone by quite well, your walk home alone made you feel a bit lonely. You missed Yoongi for real now.
He was busy so you couldn't do anything about it.
This feeling reminded you of what the explained about being in a hotel room after a concert. The excitement and momentary high would come crashing down once you were alone with your thoughts.
That feeling would go away after a relaxing bath so that's what you did.
As your dried your hair you spotted Jungkook's present on the table where you left it.
The bag was small and gold. If this present was expensive then it would feel weird accepting it. A part of you regretted not checking right there and then. On the other hand, you would only be able to return it to him in private.
Propping the bag open, you spotted an envelope and a small card.
A gift card which had no information on it other than the account number and security code.
You opened the envelope and read the letter.
I didn't know what else to say other than I'm sorry things are different this time around. Still, it didn't feel right not getting you anything.
It's a gift card for anywhere. Use it anyway you want. There's no limit but it expires in a six months. Yoongi has a favorite restaurant by the Han River. You probably know the one. Maybe you should bring him there sometime.
You couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of Yoongi's face if you offered to cover a tab that was quite expensive.
The restaurant Yoongi liked would end in a night costing about a thousand dollars.
There's no way you could take him there and use Jungkook's money to cover it.
You put the card back in to the envelope and bag, then set it aside to give it back later.
When Yoongi asked about it the next morning, you said it was a gift card to a coffee shop. He scoffed and asked how much it was. You had to make up a sensible number so you said $100.
"You deserve at least an unlimited use card." He sighed. "Just toss it out. You don't need it anyways, just use my card."
"So you can take advantage of me owing you? No thanks."
"I would never." He said unconvincingly.
"It would be kind of hot if you did though." You admitted.
He shrugged. "Well..if you really want me to. We can make that happen."
"I still haven't given you your present." He said shying away.
"I thought the party was my present. It was great. I wish you guys could have stayed."
"Me too. I couldn't just leave it at that though." He reached into his back pocket and took out two rectangular sheets of paper.
He held them up to your face and smiled. "Two tickets to New York City. How about you show me around the Chinatown you love so much?"
"What?!" You screeched and inspected the flight tickets. "When?"
"Before the tour starts. One good trip before the hard work begins."
You screamed and hugged him, thrilled like a child on their favorite birthday. "YES!!! Thank you, thank you, thank you. I love you so much. I promise you're going to have the best time."
"Don't worry about me. I figured you've probably gotten homesick one time or another so why not go just for a weekend? I want you to make the most of it."
"I love you so much." You hugged him back gratefully.
"You're just saying that because I'm spoiling you." He teased.
"No, I mean it. If I say it too regularly you'll get sick of me."
You were being serious but he laughed. "No. I love you. I would be dead without you."
"Then what were you before we got close? Before we met?"
"Don't bring that up. I was a jerk. I've changed. I'm more considerate now. Look at how well I spoil you." He pouted.
"You're right. You always give me more than I could ever give you." You sighed.
"I don't think so. Anyways, you shouldn't be worried about how much you give me or I give you. That's not the type of relationship we have. You said it already. You love me and that's enough for me. I love you, is that enough for you?"
"Yeah. No need for romance or anything like that, although you sound really romantic right now." You smiled.
"I'm trying." He admitted.
"That's enough." You acknowledged, kissing him again.
It felt good settling the issue of affection for each other. PDA, gifts, kinds words...they were nice but they weren't necessary all the time. Despite his worries, his love was enough for you. It always was.
Establishing that once more seemed silly. You loved him more and more each day and it was a strange feeling because you never loved someone like that before.
You wondered if it was the same for him.
Packing for the trip became a fun pastime. You visited store after store, exploring the markets and building up more excitement as the day grew closer.
Returning the gift to Jungkook flew out of your mind that week until you noticed the small, gold bag on your dresser one day after doing laundry.
Sighing, you grabbed the bag and headed on over to the building.
He wasn't hard to find. Jungkook was in the gym, but working out alone instead of during regular training hours with the group.
When he noticed you walk in, he was on the treadmill.
Before, he would just slow down and you guys would talk. Maybe you would exercise too.
Today he hopped off and grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat off his face.
You took slow steps towards him and he saw the bag in your hand.
"Hey." He said, pretending like he didn't know why you were here.
"I can't accept this." You said apologetically.
"I know. I just needed an excuse to talk to you." He said.
"He hasn't signed the contract Y/N."
You were going to go off on him for lying but his words were so serious.
Hurt registered on your face but you refused to believe him. Then again why would he lie at this point? It's been weeks.
"He hasn't signed the contract yet and I don't think he's going to."
