The next morning, the stadium incident had spread through the training camp.
Not as gossip —
just concern.
Coaches.
Athletes.
Even the cafeteria auntie.
Everyone asked:
"Is Jungkook okay?"
You kept answering:
"He'll be fine… if he listens."
Taehyung grinned every time you said that.
A STRANGE MORNING
You walked into the physio center with your iced coffee, hair messy, half-asleep.
Inside, Yoongi was already there.
Sitting on your chair.
Feet on your table.
Yoongi:
"Good morning."
You:
"Move."
Yoongi:
"Say please."
You stared at him.
He smiled.
Slow.
Dangerous.
Amused.
He finally stood up and handed you a small paper bag.
You:
"What's this?"
Yoongi:
"Breakfast. You skipped dinner yesterday."
You blinked.
You:
"How do you know that?"
Yoongi:
"You were too busy worrying about Jungkook to eat."
Your breath caught for half a second.
Yoongi didn't say it in a jealous way.
Just observant.
Soft.
Truthful.
You (defensive):
"I was not 'worrying'. I was doing my job—"
Yoongi:
"Sure."
He smirked.
You threw a tissue at him.
THE DOOR SLAMS
Just then—
SLAM.
The cabin door hits the wall.
Jungkook walks in.
Hair damp.
Tank top.
Neck glistening with sweat.
Chest heaving from morning drills.
But his eyes?
His eyes go straight to Yoongi.
Yoongi doesn't move.
Jungkook steps closer.
Jungkook:
"Hyung. You're early."
Yoongi:
"Someone has to wake her up."
Jungkook's jaw flexes.
Jungkook:
"She doesn't need you for that."
Yoongi:
"Relax. I just brought her breakfast."
Silence.
Tight.
Thick.
Loaded.
You step between them.
You:
"Both of you—stop. It's too early for alpha male behavior."
Yoongi snorts.
Jungkook looks away, embarrassed.
TAE'S CHAOTIC ENTRY
The door swings again.
Taehyung walks in with a bouquet of… sunflowers?
Taehyung:
"GOOD MORNING! These are for you."
You blink.
You:
"Why?"
Taehyung:
"Because… it's morning."
Jungkook glares.
Jungkook:
"Tae. What are you doing."
Taehyung:
"Spreading happiness! And maybe making someone jealous, who knows."
Yoongi actually laughs.
Jungkook mutters something that sounds like
"I swear to god…"
You take the flowers.
You:
"They're pretty."
Taehyung beams like a golden retriever.
Jungkook rolls his eyes so hard you hear it.
PRIVATE CHECKUP
The coach arrives and pulls Yoongi and Taehyung out for warmups.
Now it's just you and Jungkook.
He sits on the treatment table.
You stand in front of him.
Silence.
Thick.
Uncomfortable.
You start examining his shoulder.
His voice is low.
Serious.
Jungkook:
"You didn't eat dinner yesterday."
You pause.
You:
"How… do you know?"
Jungkook:
"I waited outside the cafeteria. But you never came."
Your stomach flips.
Not romantically —
But because this boy seemed to keep surprising you.
You:
"Why were you waiting?"
He doesn't answer immediately.
He just watches you wrap the tape around his shoulder.
Then—
Jungkook:
"I… wanted to walk with you."
Your breath stops.
He looks away.
Embarrassed.
You try to lighten the moment.
You:
"You could've just texted."
Jungkook:
"I did."
Right.
The message you never saw.
You open your mouth but he cuts you off.
Jungkook:
"Forget it. It's stupid."
You take a step closer.
He freezes.
You:
"It's not stupid."
For a moment, something soft flickers in his eyes.
Then—
"ATHLETES TO THE TRACK!"
The speaker interrupts.
He sighs and jumps down.
But before leaving, he turns.
Jungkook:
"Tonight… can you meet me? At the back track?"
You blink.
You:
"Why?"
He swallows.
Looks nervous.
Jungkook:
"I need to run. And I… want someone there."
You should refuse.
You're not close.
You're not his friend.
You're his physiotherapist.
But the look in his eyes—
That quiet vulnerability from last night—
You nod.
You:
"Okay. After practice."
His entire body relaxes.
Jungkook (soft):
"Thank you."
THE NIGHT RUN
It's 10:45 PM when you reach the back track.
He's already there.
Alone.
Wind hitting his hair.
Breath visible in the cold.
He looks up when he hears your footsteps.
Jungkook:
"You came."
You:
"You asked."
He smiles — small, shy, very unlike him.
You walk beside him along the empty lane.
He begins slow running.
You walk with your hands in your pockets.
Suddenly—
Jungkook:
"Yoongi kissed you, right?"
You stop.
Hard.
He stops too.
His expression unreadable.
You (slow):
"…Yes."
Even though it wasn't romantic — it was still a kiss.
He inhales sharply.
Jungkook:
"Do you… like him?"
You blink rapidly.
Where was this coming from?
You:
"Jungkook—"
Jungkook:
"Just tell me."
You exhale.
You:
"No. I don't like Yoongi. Not like that."
He closes his eyes.
A muscle in his jaw relaxes.
A full three seconds pass.
Then he whispers:
Jungkook:
"…Good."
You look at him.
Confused.
You:
"Why does that matter to you?"
He looks at the empty track.
The stadium lights far away.
The dark sky above.
Then—
He whispers something you weren't prepared for.
Jungkook:
"Because I want you to look at me… not anyone else."
Your heart stops.
But before you can respond—
He starts running again.
Fast.
Leaving you frozen behind.
You woke up feeling weird.
Jungkook's words from last night were stuck like glue:
"I want you to look at me… not anyone else."
You try to ignore it.
But the problem?
He doesn't ignore you.
When you walk into the training hall, Jungkook is already staring at you.
He looks away quickly.
Then looks back.
Then looks away again.
Like a confused golden retriever who accidentally swallowed feelings.
Yoongi walks beside you.
Yoongi:
"You look tired. Did someone bother you last night?"
You inhale sharply.
Before you can answer—
Jungkook appears between you two.
Jungkook:
"She wasn't bothered."
Yoongi raises a brow.
Yoongi:
"You sure? You weren't with her."
Jungkook's jaw: clenched.
His voice: cold.
Jungkook:
"I don't have to be with her to know."
You:
Can someone pour cold water on both of them…?
Taehyung walks in at the perfect time.
Taehyung:
"Good morning, pretty physiotherapist!"
Jungkook snaps his head toward him.
Yoongi smirks.
You groan.
WARM-UP GONE WRONG
Coach assigns partners.
Of course, fate hates Jungkook.
Y/N with Taehyung.
Jungkook gets paired with… Ria.
His expression = pure murder.
As you stretch Tae's arm, Jungkook keeps glancing.
Every 5 seconds.
Taehyung grins at you.
Taehyung:
"Am I your favorite patient yet?"
You laugh lightly.
You:
"You're definitely the least annoying."
From across the hall—
Jungkook stops moving.
Ria literally waves her hand in front of him.
Ria:
"Kook? Hello??"
Jungkook snaps out of it.
Jungkook:
"Sorry. Just… distracted."
Ria follows his gaze.
Sees you laughing with Taehyung.
And sighs.
Ria:
"You really like her, huh?"
Jungkook's grip tightens.
Jungkook (quietly):
"…I don't want to talk about it."
THE SCANDAL MOMENT (STADIUM INCIDENT)
Evening practice.
This one is serious — full stadium lights on, all athletes present.
Coaches are testing stamina under pressure.
Everyone has to run their best time.
You're on the sidelines, watching.
Jungkook steps onto the track.
Muscles tense.
Face unreadable.
But you can see it —
He's bothered.
By?
Taehyung.
Yoongi.
The idea of you liking someone else.
Everything.
Coach whistles.
RUN.
Jungkook bursts forward—
Too fast.
Too aggressive.
Too emotional.
You shout:
You:
"JEON JUNGKOOK! SLOW DOWN!"
He doesn't.
Halfway down the track…
Something goes wrong.
His shoulder jerks.
His balance slips.
And—
CRASH.
He hits the track hard.
The entire stadium goes silent.
Then:
"Jungkook!"
"Someone call medical!"
You sprint toward him.
Your legs shake.
Your chest tight.
When you reach him, he's crouched, clutching his shoulder.
Breathing uneven.
Eyes clenched.
You (soft but firm):
"Jungkook. Look at me."
He looks up.
Eyes full of pain.
Full of fear.
Full of… you.
Jungkook:
"I'm fine—"
You:
"NO. You're not."
You gently touch his shoulder.
He flinches.
You push his hair back from his forehead.
He whispers:
Jungkook:
"Don't… don't look at me like that."
You blink.
You:
"Like what?"
Jungkook:
"Like you care."
The stadium noise fades.
It's just you two.
Your hand on his jaw.
His breath on your wrist.
But reality returns when coaches rush in.
JEALOUSY EXPLODES
He sits on the bench.
You examine him.
Yoongi and Taehyung stand nearby.
Yoongi crosses his arms.
Yoongi:
"You okay, kid?"
Jungkook mutters.
Jungkook:
"Don't call me kid."
Taehyung leans in.
Taehyung:
"Should've listened to Y/N. You always overdo it."
Jungkook glares.
Jungkook:
"I wasn't overdoing it."
Taehyung:
"You were."
Yoongi:
"Because he was distracted."
Jungkook snaps:
Jungkook:
"Shut up."
Yoongi:
"Then stop acting like she belongs to you."
You:
"YOONGI!"
But it's too late.
Jungkook stands up sharply (despite the pain).
Walks away.
Fast.
You run after him.