It's been a couple weeks ever since the incident, business has been crazy. The café was displayed all over the news because of Jungkook's appearance, landing hundreds of customers coming in to see if he'd show up again.
Luckily for [Y/N], he has not made a return.
Every single day that she works a shift at the café, she's asked a million questions by the fans who come in.
"Was he actually here?" A girl asked as [Y/N] handed her the coffee.
[Y/N] let out a sigh.
"Yes, Jungkook was here at the café for a brief moment a couple weeks ago." She answered.
The girl's eyes lit up and she happily hopped away.
[Y/N] couldn't understand what made fans so happy to come to a café their idol retreated into to try and RUN AWAY from them.
Of course, if they knew that, they'd probably hate this café considering they were led to believe he just came in to grab a coffee and leave.
"[Y/N], you should get ready to go home. Your shift ends in a few minutes." Her boss said from behind her.
Kimberly, the owner of this lovely café.
She gave [Y/N] a big smile.
"Okay, thank you Kimberly." [Y/N] said, smiling back at her.
Kimberly nodded at her and [Y/N] walked away while taking her apron off.
Her face was plastered all over the news being known as the "closet girl."
Some fans came into the place to scream at her, others came in to ask about what it was like to be in there with him.
Even a famous reporter made her way into the café to try and interview [Y/N].
But half the time, they rarely got an answer out of her.
She's become sick of the constant attention when all she wants is a smooth shift and a relaxing night.
[Y/N] grabbed her purse out of her locker in the break room. This small café had become one of the hot spots in Seoul thanks to Jungkook. As a result, [Y/N] has been being paid more and more at the kind heart of Kimberly since she's been making so much money. [Y/N] hated to admit it but Jungkook's appearance has brought more positivity than negativity into her life.
[Y/N] stepped out the break room and waved goodbye to Kimberly.
She left the café relieved that it wasn't as hectic as the other nights.
Tonight was pretty quiet in Seoul, even the streets seemed pretty empty despite it normally being such a busy city.
[Y/N] adjusted her purse over her shoulder more.
ring, ring
[Y/N] was startled by the sound of her phone and nearly dropped her purse.
Who could be calling at this time?
Maybe a scam phone call?
She whipped out her phone and scrunched up her face.
Her friend Hannah was calling.
Hannah is [Y/N]'s best friend. A young and energetic girl who finds herself only being interested in partying and dating guys. They both major in performance arts programs so naturally they'd end up having a few classes together whether they liked it or not. You could say that [Y/N] was the one who did not like it. As much fun as she has with her friend, Hannah can get pretty obnoxious and normally NEVER studies. That leaves [Y/N] with the responsibility of helping her with tests, projects and a hell of a lot more.
She almost feels like her babysitter at times.
[Y/N] let out a sigh before answering the phone.
"[Y/N], [Y/N]! You will not believe what I got my hands on!" Hannah screamed over the phone.
[Y/N] moved the phone away from her ear.
"What did you get, Hannah?" She asked, rolling her eyes.
[Y/N]'s eye twitched as Hannah started squealing like a little kid.
There was a long pause.
"Hannah, can you just tell-!"
"BTS TICKETS! I GOT US BTS TICKETS!" Hannah screamed, interrupting [Y/N].
[Y/N] felt her heart drop.
A BTS concert.
The last thing she needed at the moment.
"[Y/N]? Are you there?" Hannah asked.
"Yeah... just give me a second." [Y/N] replied.
She slowly put the phone down and placed her other hand on her forehead.
"Crap." She muttered.
- - -
[Y/N] stared at herself in the mirror deciding whether or not her outfit was a good choice for this concert. It's been about another week and life carried on like normal. Hannah convinced her to go to this concert somehow. But this is no, "I'm a nerdy girl who has no interest in boys and am gonna read my itsy bitsy book instead!"
No, she is well aware that she herself is a fan of this band.
But maybe not to the extent that her friend is.
Hannah has posters of these men all over her walls in her dorm room. Mostly of a particular person named...
Jeon Jungkook.
It seems that the only person who isn't aware of [Y/N] meeting Jungkook is Hannah... surprisingly.
"This is so exciting!" Hannah said as she barged into [Y/N]'s room.
[Y/N] twisted around and immediately covered herself with a thin dress she was holding in her hand.
"Hannah! Have you heard of this thing called KNOCKING?" [Y/N] said in a stern tone.
Hannah walked right past her and slammed her closet door open.
"God, please don't tell me your planning on wearing that disgusting puke colored dress!" Hannah said as she glanced at [Y/N].
"...This was my great-grandma's dress..."
Hannah bit her lip, "...Uhh... it look's cute... I guess..."
She turned back to the closet and threw some clothes out of the closet.
"I just organized those!"
"Don't care! You are not wearing no old crusty dusty dress to a BTS concert."
[Y/N] glared at Hannah.
Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder how she managed to become friends with someone like this.
She picked out a BTS hoodie and smiled at [Y/N].
"Guuuurrlll... you did not tell me you like BTS too!"
[Y/N] sat on her bed and covered herself with her blanket.
"You never asked me if I did."
Hannah twirled to [Y/N] and handed her the BTS hoodie.
"Just wear a pair of shorts with it too! It's gonna be crowded and you'll probably be sweaty from the heat."
"Shorts? I don't know..."
- - -
"I should've worn the shorts." [Y/N] said as she got bumped around by the crazy fan girls and boys around her.
After lots of pushing and shoving done by Hannah, they've dragged their way right to the front where there's a perfect view of the stage. They could finally see the boys up close! Well, for [Y/N], the other 6 members.
"I am so excited!" Hannah yelled to [Y/N] so she could hear her over all the other people.
[Y/N] smiled at her and nodded.
The lights in the venue dimmed and the fans started to scream. Hannah grabbed onto [Y/N]'s arm, jumping up and down.
And they made their grand entrance.
♬ "...Smooth like butter, like a criminal undercover..." ♬
Hannah screamed along with the rest of the fans while still holding on tight to [Y/N]'s arm. She tried to scream with her but got smacked in the face with someone's phone.
"SORRY!" The fan yelled.
Hannah laughed at [Y/N].
A hand extended out in front of them and Hannah FREAKED.
V held out his hand to high five the fans with a microphone in his other hand.
He smiled at Hannah and winked.
Hannah gracefully accepted his high five and watched him walk across the edge of the stage to do the same with other fans.
"Did you see that?!" Hannah yelled to [Y/N].
[Y/N] rubbed her mouth and nodded, still feeling sore after being hit in the face.
Hannah's smile turned into a frown almost instantly when she looked at [Y/N]'s face.
"...UHM, GURL! YOU'RE LIP IS BLEEDING LIKE CRAZY!!!"
Hannah quickly pulled out a tissue from her pocket and placed it on [Y/N]'s lip.
[Y/N] looked down at her bloodied hand.
"I THINK THEY SPLIT YOUR LIP!" Hannah yelled into her ear.
[Y/N] winced from how loud she was being.
That same fan tapped her on the shoulder.
"Oh my god! Did I do that?! I am so sorry!" They yelled.
She also proceeded to grab a tissue from her pocket and put it on [Y/N]'s bloodied tissue.
[Y/N] couldn't help but wonder...
WHY EVERYONE HAD TISSUES...
♬ "Ooh, when I look in the mirror
I'll melt your heart into two!"♬
Hannah looked at [Y/N] concerned, failing to notice a particular man standing near them.
That same fan screamed and pointed, "I-It's Jungkook!"
Hannah and [Y/N] turned back to look at the stage.
He had the microphone in one hand, staring down at [Y/N].
He did a quick hand motion while glancing at some people and before they knew it, a team of emergency medical assistants were right at the barrier between the stage and the fans. He quickly went back to performing as if nothing had happened.
[Y/N] walked closer to the barrier to hear what they were saying.
"Let's get you out of this pit!"
They opened a small gate and allowed [Y/N] to come through.
[Y/N] nodded at Hannah to let her know it was okay for her to stay behind.
They rushed [Y/N] to a small white tent and sat her down.
"Wow! You got your lip busted up good." One of the medical personnel said as she took the tissue off of [Y/N]'s lip.
One of the other personnel ran up and handed the woman a kit.
"Kid! I'm not going to lie to you, this is gonna REALLY suck." She said as she opened the kit to reveal stitching material.
"...Fwuck..." [Y/N] muttered.