Author POV

Jungkook is fidgeting infront of the shop, deep in thoughts. His Louis Vuitton shoes stay cover in mud. But the boy pays no mind to his favorite pair of boots. A whole evening gone but there is no progress with Y/n till now.

Jeon Jungkook didn't need more than 10 minutes to have a girl's phone number in one hand and her bloomers in another. It looks like luck is not on his side for her. Jungkook can also see that Y/n is a type of person who doesn't favour casual shaboinking.

Even if she has carnal desires for anyone, she can perfectly mask those thoughts. Still Jeon Jungkook is not known as a Golden Maknae for joke. Jeon Jungkook's heart has been set on wooing this beautiful belle.

"Jeon Jungkook". Jungkook heard his name called from behind. He turns around and sees Y/n standing there in her now dry white dress. "Thank you for your company in this evening". She thanks him as she doesn't want to owe him anything.

"Y/n wait". Jungkook stops her before she can leave him. "I want to say something to you". The boys stands in nervousness. Y/n slowly nods her head. Jungkook takes a deep breath and says "please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please. Please give me your number".

Y/n is flustered by Jungkook's sudden stunt. She has never met a man such head strong in his pursuit. "Give me your phone". Y/n asks for his cell phone . Jungkook hurriedly moves it toward her.

She instantly starts to type her number. Jungkook is literary on his tip toes bouncing in happiness. Jungkook's glee could almost be mistaken as a happiness for winning grand lottery.

When Jimin and Namjoon reached the cafe to retrieve their maknae, they saw a man of 5 feet 10 inch tightly wrapped in a black overcoat standing with a creepy smile on his face. Jimin came in front of Jungkook, at first he looks at his face and then standing on his tip toes, Jimin smacked Jungkook's head.

"Ouch, Jimin hyung. What was that for ?!" Jungkook winched in pain. "You must have the nerve to cause such a ruckus, Jungkook. I have no words to say". Namjoon reprimanded Jungkook for the mistake he had done. Though Namjoon said he has no words, he didn't stop scolding Jungkook for the past forty-five minutes.

Y/n was calm. A little bit too much calm. Sara is continuously broadcasting her words like how Y/n's health was not good before and how paparazzi would get a field day if they got a sniff of Y/n's presence in the merry old England.

"I want to say something to you"

"please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please. Please give me your number".

"Why are you laughing ?!" Harleen asks seeing Y/n continuously smiling, clearly not listening to Sara's rantings. "I am not smiling". Y/n answers back. "You ARE smiling !" Harleen says. "You must have seen wrong". Y/n defences her.

Harleen simply looks at her, trying to decipher her friend's emotions. Y/n didn't notice that and simply leaned her head on the window, deep in thoughts. The wind after rain is cool and calm, soothing Y/n's agitated feelings.