《YoonKook| Fanpage》1.1
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"Oh! RM...."Hobi starts whispering to RM when I getting to him they both look to me then laugh before turning back to the fans.
He smiles towards me with his heart smile.
"Did you come alone?" I shake my head motioning to the two makes behind me. He nods whiles asking who to make it out to. "Jeon Jeonggukk."
He signs his name and we talk for a while before the line moves on. The same goes with RM we talk about what I got to school for and music before I move on to Suga.
He grabs my hand. One of the staff tells him to let go but he doesn't listen he grips it tighter.
"Hel- Hello how are you?"
"I'm good. How have you been?"
He nods signing. "You know Jungkook you actually are cuter in person than online."
"Thank you." I can feel the blood rushing to my face. "It's been a while since we last saw each other in person."
"You were a junior." I say smiling at the memory.
"From what I can tell nothing really changed. Your still cold, and love music more than most people...oh and short." When those words leave my mouth my hand flies over it. He smiles pulling me closer
"You're just huge. Anyway maybe one day with those vocals of yours you can feature in a song with us." I nod
My phone beeps as we sit down waiting for the rest of the fans to meet them.
xxx-xxx-xxx
Meet me by the restrooms
-Hoseok
I look up to see him smiling
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