I was surprised when the driver dropped us close to the old BigHit building. And by old I mean the five years ago old building.

Fingers entwined with Jungkook's, I tilted my head with a questioning look. Meeting my gaze, I could only tell he smiled because his eyes crinkled behind his mask.

"Call it sentiment, but I had a feeling you might like coming here again." He said before point out exactly where we were.

Yoojung Sikdang.

Breath catching in my throat my head snapped back to Jungkook. His eyes were already on me. An undecipherable look in his eyes. He shifted, holding my hand more securely, eyes boring into mine.

"Shall we go in?"

Feeling too dumbstruck to answer, I nodded my head as a reply. Chuckling under his breath he took the initiative to start walking. Our entwined hands dragging me after him. Still feeling dumbstruck but not enough that I didn't follow him willingly.

It was late enough that many people weren't inside the small restaurant. The cosy atmosphere remaining the same, even if renovated. No longer the exact same as all those years ago.

The Memories this place held.

I didn't realise I was squeezing Jungkook's hand until he squeeze back. His one more out of reassurance.

"Ajummah." Jungkook called with a bunny smile, removing his mask as we approached the counter to order our food. I did the same as I came to stop beside him, leaning my weight on the counter, I couldn't help beaming at the elder woman who ran the restaurant.

"Jeon Jungkook! Soo Eunha! That's two faces I never expected to see back in here." The ajummah was quick in recognising us. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she took the two of us in. "Oh look how well you two have grown. You both look beautiful." She complimented as she wiped her hands on her apron.

"Thank you ajummah. It's really nice to see you again too." I said giving her a bow and taking the initiative to lean over the counter to give her a hug. Laughing, she hugged me back, patting my back when I squeezed her tight.

"It is nice seeing you two as well. Now go take a seat and I will have your dinner brought for you." She said as she let go. "I'm guess it'll still be the same as always?"

"Add a bowl of samgyepsol to that." I added stepping back beside Jungkook. His hand was quick to find my, our finger threading amoung each other as a unison.

Nodding her head she shooed us to go sit and headed back to the kitchen. It wasn't until we had found a table and settled down that Jungkook questioned me.

"You know ajummah?" He asked. With his mask removed it was easy to make out the curiosity written plainly across his tilted face. Eyes shining with question.

Playing with the end of my sweater I nodded my head. "Of course I know her, the amount of time I used to spend in here after you guys debuted is countless. It wasn't like I could afford to buy from anywhere else anyway either and Oppa was barely getting along back then too."

"So you're telling me you've been right under our noses all this time we met you only a few months ago?" He sounded affronted as he asked this causing me to laugh.

"Funny, we actually met once before you know. I don't think you remember." I told recalling the day. "It was after school when oppa came to pick you from school and I was right here. When oppa stopped to talk to me, you being the awkward teenager you used to be didn't even look up to see who he was talking to, instead you speed walked upstairs."

I was full out laughing at the end of my explanation. Jungkook look horrified, but his red cheeks and burning ears spoke volumes for his embarassment.

"Wait, wait, wait! You're telling me we actually met when I was still a trainee?" He asked, voice rising with incredulity. Still laughing I nodded my head. Jungkook look frazzled, huffing as he looked away. "Good to know you found my awkwardness funny." He grumbled not helping me to calm doe in the least.

"Awww, that's because you know I'd have not talked to you even if you had stopped to talk Kookie. I was an awkward teenager too." I said, reaching out to at him hand. Smiling, he turned back to face me. His face cooking down, but still tinted pink.

"What was? You are still an awkward teenager." He said, the cheeky grin lighting his face with playfulness.

"Say you Mr.-I-can't-look-a-girl-in-the-eye-while-talking-to-her." I shot back grinning right back at him. Bantering was easy... what I didn't realise was how flirty we were being. How our exchange could easily be deduced as harmful, playful flirting. I was just going with the flow of the conversation. Not putting too much thought into the exchange.

Jungkook's grin grew crooked, more of a smirk than anything. Eyes boring right into mine, leaning slightly closer.

"And what do you call you Eunha? Are you not a girl." The way he said my name, the deep rumbled, almost growl with which he said it, the enunciation behind it... it caused a shiver to run down my spine. For a spark of something unfamiliar to rise. For my breath to get sweapt by the way his voice dropped. The challenge in his dark eyes.

I blinked at him. Taking in the smirk on his pink lips to the intensity of his gaze. Their was something electric in the air. Consuming all the oxygen.

It took me a moment to shoot back an answer. A moment to register what it was he said and not the way my name sounded from his lips. It wasn't even like it was the first time he had called me Eunha.

"Let me amend my sentence. Mr-I-can't-talk-to-girls-I-just-met." I said clearing my throat. A smile quick to lift my lips. The playful air restored, better than the stiffling, unfamiliar feeling stiring. "You still couldn't look me in the eyes when we first, officially met."

"Fair enough." Jungkook nodded his head. Distracted, finger tracing mindless patterns on the table. However his eyes still held challenge, focus clear, as he stared at me.

Thankfully before he could tell anything Ajummah was back with our food, putting a pause to our bantering. We helped her set everything on the treat on the table, bowing our thanks.

Once everything had been set up, she looked at me with smile.

"How is Yoongi doing? Still keeping you out of trouble I hope." She said.

I felt my breath whoosh out of me at her question. Felt like I'd been hit hard by an oncoming truck. World so suddenly flipped it was disorienting. Felt like I was underwater, unable to tell up from down.

Jungkook's hand encompassed mine on top of the table. An anchor, keeping me from drowning. Holding me up from sinking too far.

"Hyung's doing fine Ajummah. We've been really busy but he still males sure Eunha is in one peice." He answered her smoothly. Even sliding his hand through mine done in a smooth motion to not draw attention to the action.

However, he couldn't keep her from finding out that something was wrong. She knew me and oppa too well. Knew of our relationship too well.

"Are the two of you fighting again? Is it because of that girl?" She asked, worry coloring her tone. Hand reaching up to pat my hair. Action familiar, soothing.

Jungkook surprised by her deduction, but his eyes showed nothing but concern as he looked at me. This was something he couldn't answer for me. Not when it was clear to whom the question had been addressed, but also when he didn't know who the aformentioned girl is.

"I don't even know if this is because of her." I said, brows pulling together in thought. "He left... without telling anything. He's... no one knows where he is. He won't answer his phone, no one who knows if willing to tell anything. He didn't even tell his members where he's going. He just... disappeared... out-of-the-blue. No prior notice, no nothing... just gone."

My voice cracked, tears not even bothering to hold back. Spilling the moment I started talking. Arms slipped around me. Strong and masculine, pulling into an equally strong and defined chest. Hug warm, solid, reassuring, but also very much there. Holding me from falling to pieces.

"That doesn't sound very much like Yoongi." Ajummah commented. Her hand going to my hair. Stroking gentle patterns, up and down. Jungkook pulled me closer when she spoke. It was clear he wanted her to stop talking about him, to stop reminding me exactly why everything has been going down the drain the past few weeks.

However, she was an elder and he was too polite to tell anything to her. Too nice to ask her to stop. Not unless she pushed all his buttons.

"Don't worry dear. That boy loves you too much to ever abandon you. He'll find his way back to you. He promised did he not. And if that silly girl couldn't keep him away do you really think he'd just go away without a fight?" She asked, her voice soft. She wasn't being reassuring. She was stating facts.

"Eunha, if the music he loves more than his life can't keep him away from protecting you do you really think anything else can?" The question stuck a cord. Made me lift my head from where it was buried on Jungkook's chest. Look at her with glassy eyes and blurry vision. Wanting to know what she meant by that. Because this time she mentioned music.

Shaking her head, she sat down opposite us.

"Tell me Eunha, did he really leave you all alone? You have Jungkook with you right now, and I'm sure the others all back at their dorm. I'm sure even Shihyuk is in their somewhere along with all the BigHit staff... so did he really abandon you?" She asked a knowing look in her eyes.

Eyes widening, I looked up at Jungkook. He smiled, wiping my tears, but said nothing. My breath hitched as realisation crashed. Because ajummah was right. In no sense had Oppa actually abandoned me.

He had left me with all these people who were keeping me safe. Who were making sure I was okay. Who were all being very supportive and tolerant of all the tantrums I've been throwing.

Oh My God! How could I have been so selfish? How could I have never realised exactly what Oppa had left me with. Surrounded by love.

"Yoongi will come back Eunha. Just believe in him like you always have." Ajummah broke the silence when it didn't look like I was going to answer. She got back up, ray tucked under her arm. "And eat your food before it cools." Saying so she went back to the counter. Other customers she had to tend to.

Jungkook continued to hold me even after she left. He didn't say anything, just leaned his cheek on top of my head and stroked my hair.

It was I who pulled back, looking up at him with still glassy eyes.

"I'm being stupid aren't I?" I asked him, dabbing under my eyes with the end of my sweater sleeve. I chuckled, trying to light up the mood. Not wanting my crying to spoil the rest of our date.

Jungkook rolled his eyes, removing my hands from my face. "You have every right to cry." He said, cleaning my face with a tissue. "It was shocking for all of us when Hyung disappeared without a words. And despite everything PDnim said we still have no idea where he is or what he's up to. We still have no way of contacting him. You were - are - worried. We all are. Don't beat yourself up over this."

I blinked at him, feeling my throat tightening all over again. Fighting back the new wave of tears his words bought forth. Because how could someone be so understanding? So gentle and kind. ARMY is right. He is an angel.

Before I knew what I was doing I had thrown my arms around him, kind of lifting to my knee as I hugged him. Chin on his shoulder and body draping half over him, pressed chest to chest.

His hand shot out. One wrapping around me, the other slapping against the floor, keeping both of us upright. My attack taking him by surprise.

"Thank you." I whispered when we were both stable. Turning my head just enough to kiss him on the cheek.

Jungkook laughed, wrapping his arm tighter. At the same time leaning back, giving most of our weight to his arm. "There is nothing you need to thank me for. Absolutely nothing you need to thank me for. As long as you are safe and happy, that's enough."

Hugging him tighter to convey what I was feeling I sat back, grinning at him. He ruffled up my hair, not needing words to know I was done crying. Instead we both were silent as we reached for the chopsticks and dug in. The food, thankfully, not having cooled down.

The rest dinner went on as the night had started. Playful banter (flirting?), the mood lighting back up. Back to just being our goofy selves.

It was after paying for our food that Jungkook hugged the ajummah, whispering something to her. Chuckling at whatever he told, she nodded her head, patting his back. Then we were bowing to her and heading out of the cafe.

So far I had not seen hide nor tail of any of his bodyguards... neither was manager Song anywhere to be found.

We both reached for the others hand at the same time once we were out of the door. Sharing soft smiles, we let our fingers curl around each other, stepping closer until our arms brushed.

"Jungkookie," I started, looking down at our feet. Watching the way out shadows danced with the light. "Can we... head back?" I lifted my gaze, trailing it over our clasped hands, along his defined arm, the sharp edge of his jaw, all the way up to his Bambi eyes.

I was contemplating going back right away too. From what Manager Song had said earlier, dinner can't be the only place he was planning on taking me. Even though I didn't ask and I could no longer remember the way to their dorm from the ... I knew we weren't heading back home.

"I... I know you said you wanted to take me out properly and all, but..." I sighed, dropping my gaze back to the floor. Brows meeting in the middle as I battled to word this properly. Because I knew what I was feeling and what I wanted, I didn't know how to express it. To much at the same time too little.

Jungkook gave my hand a squeeze, swinging it lightly. However he remained silent. Letting me gather my thoughts.

"I..." I started again only to bite my lip and stop again. No way sounded right to word what I wanted. Why I wanted to go home.

"I miss everyone." I finally settled for say. It still didn't sound complete, but much better than something else I could've said.

Jungkook stopped walking, our clasped hands pulling me to a stop as well. Hooking a finger under my chin, Jungkook lifted my face until yours eyes met again. A small, very much understanding smile rested on his raspberry lips.

He took a step closer. The toes of our shoes touching. So close his warmth wrapped around me. So close I could feel his breath on my hair, cheek, lips. So close that all I had to do was lean closer and I could lay my head against his chest. So close I could count his lashes. So close the tiny scare on his cheek stood out. The mole under his lip right in front of my eyes, very much visible.

"Of course we can Eunha. You don't have to explain anything." He whispered. Eyes holding no sign of disappointment. Just pure understanding.

Smiling, I nodded my head. Then slipping my hands inside his coat, I wrapped my arms around his waist, burying my head in his chest at the same time. His arms wrapped around me without hesitation. Response quick, like he'd been expecting me to do that.

We stood their for a long moment. Just finding comfort in each others arms. The fact that his body-heat was keeping away the cold made me that much more reluctant to pull away.

Not that I was dressed lightly, but I'm still dressed in office wear - smart casual. This had both advantage and disadvantage. Since I wasn't dressed to impress I was more warm than I would have been if I had dressed up. On the other hand, I wasn't dressed warm enough to be outside .

At one point, Jungkook had taken the initiative to call his manager to pick us up. During the whole process he never let me go and I stayed clinging on to him like a koala. And that's exactly how we stayed until manager Song brought the car round to pick us up.

A/N ~

Gah! I had a full three chapter date planned out and then this chapter happened and the story took a 360 from the original plot.

Hey ARMY!

I am finally done with my writing challenge so I can finally shift my focus back to IDOl. I apologise for the long wait. The worst part is I kind of forgot the plot of this story and need to reacquaintance myself with the story, so if the next chapter take another month, please forgive me in advance.

I'd love to hear your thoughts on the story as always, especially your thoughts on Jungkook's and Eunha's relationship development.

Constructive criticism is always welcome, point out any plot hole you find because I can always miss something important.

Stay safe and Healthy. 💜💜💜