jungkook

12:41 am

it was something like a gold leaf that wrapped itself around jungkook's heart.

his body went warm and his cheeks gathered blood. his eyes went wide but then squished up thin while his rose petal cheeks raised the skin.

the muscles around his mouth weren't under the control of his mind. his heart squeezed every muscle and he smiled like he'd just won the lottery.

he wasn't sure why what he'd just walked into was making him so undeniably gleeful. I mean, he had made countless playlists for his radio station that he knew people listen to and he knew that it's just a playlist.

but there's something about seeing for the first time, someone happy because of something you did or made or created.

he relished in the time it took for her to notice him standing there grinning in like an idiot in the middle of the night in the convenience shop with the girl he probably hadn't even exchanged more than twenty words with but still felt so good when she was around.

and to top it off, she was listening to the playlist. the one he had fretted over and lengthened and shortened and listened to collectively countless times.

his chest was tight and he felt a strange connection to the girl. whether it was the shy front that he witnessed five nights a week or the long silky hair that draped over her shoulders when she slouched over the counter to scribble a doodle on a yellow note.

or maybe it was the shocked expression on her face when he'd walked into the coffee shop she'd just started working at or the bags beneath her eyes that made him want to send her home to sleep under a warm blanket.

he felt strange when he was around her. he couldn't put a word to the emotion but he knew. he knew that there was something going on.

and he had no idea what to do about it.