#this song came on shuffled and this meme was broadcasted into my brain like the angels speaking to joan of arc

[darkcomedies]

[jungkookienoona]

The Meme and His Tutor

So the way this fic is going to be laid out is that the chapters are days or moments. I plan for this to be a fluffy, light-hearted fic. No angst. I’ll also suggest a song to listen to per chapter to help readers know what tone I was trying to achieve.

Part 1: The Day The Meme Met His Tutor

Recommended Song: Love by MAMAMOO

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Summary:

It all started with a fan meeting. You had wanted to make an impression on your bias, Jungkook, so you used what Korean you had learned so far to put together a compliment. Little did you know how that one moment would lead to many more.

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: None for now. May change. Who knows.

Word Count: 1444

Length: 1/?

It had finally happened. BTS were finally visiting your country and as it was a country they hadn’t been to yet they were holding a fan signing event after their concert. You felt some sympathy for them as the concert would be ending pretty late in the evening and they were expected to hold such an event afterwards. You could just imagine how tired they’d be. Lucky for them their managers made it so people had to pre-book their place in the fan meeting to limit numbers so that it didn’t run on for too long. And lucky for you, you had managed to book yourself a place.

You had spent a good amount of time deciding what to wear to the concert knowing that in Korea fans tended to wear semi-formal attire. But being that you didn’t live in Korea you had decided that it would be perfectly acceptable for you to wear your BTS sweater and a pair of skinny jeans. You had opted to wear a nonbiased sweater so that the members would feel equally appreciated. And you loved them all, you really did, but Jungkook held a special place in your heart that had you preparing a simple sentence in Korean. You had been teaching yourself the language for nearly a year now and was happy with how much you had progressed given the many speech levels and sentence particles that made it rather complex to learn.

You didn’t have far to travel to the concert venue as you were staying in a hotel nearby. Sure, it was expensive but you had managed to save up quite a bit of money waiting for this day to come. It had people questioning your priorities since you would be starting university later in the year and a sensible person would have used their savings for then. But you had decided to spend them on this possibly once in a lifetime event. In your eyes, it was worth it.

Once ready you headed to the venue that BTS would be performing at, arriving early so that you would have a decent place in the queue that didn’t mean you would have to wait ages. As you waited you watched as the line grew and grew behind you, amazed at the size of the fanbase they had in your country. You wondered how many of those people had travelled a great distance to be there, you even dared to imagine that a few of them may have come from abroad. Time seemed to pass slowly as you waited until you started conversing to the girl in front of you, a Jimin stan who would also be at the fansign event. You found making conversation with her easy as she had a bright and friendly personality and it helped time to pass quicker.

Before you knew it, you were inside the venue finding your seat for the concert. It was an okay seat, it wasn’t too far away from the stage so you had a decent view but, sadly, at the same time, there was just enough distance that meant none of the members would be able to interact with you. And then it was starting and the performances captivated you. You watched in amazement as they did high energy choreography yet still found enough energy to mess around with each other during talks. You laughed when they behaved like bickering siblings or would be playful during certain songs. But your breath was taken away whenever you saw Jungkook’s intense gaze as he focused entirely on doing his best.

The fansign event wasn’t immediately after the concert, it was about half an hour afterwards to give the boys a brief period of rest as well as allowing those who would be attending to have time to get refreshments. You were practically buzzing with excitement. You were going to meet Bangtan! You were going to talk to them! And you were going to have the opportunity to compliment Jungkook.  During the break, you bumped into the Jimin stan again, she was practising some Korean.

“What are you trying to say?” You asked from behind her as she struggled a bit with her pronunciation.

She jumped before turning, startled by your voice before a small blush made its way onto her cheeks; “It’s nothing. I just want to try and make Jimin blush is all. But I also want to thank him for something”

“That’s cute, good luck on your little mission,” You said with a small smile.

“Do you have anything you want to say to Jungkook?”

“Yeah, I was practising what I wanted to say in my hotel room.”

Just as she was about to say something in reply a message was broadcast over the taniod system saying that the fansigning would start shortly and asked those who have a booking to proceed to a conference room within the venue.

Before you knew it, you were sat in front of Namjoon as he signed your album.

“I-I-I’m teaching myself Korean… You were my inspiration. How you taught yourself English…” You couldn’t believe how awkward you had just sounded.

Namjoon smile, dimples on full display. “Oh really? How much have you learnt?”

“I would say I have a rather basic vocabulary that is centred around the polite speech level… I’m learning so I can teach English in Korea,” You blushed and looked down, fiddling with the bottom of your sweater.

You felt your hair get ruffled and looked back up. “I would say that’s good place to start, the polite speech level is the one most commonly used. And if you want to teach English you may be able to help our maknae. He had difficulty learning in school and is now trying to teach himself.”

You were about to respond when a manager came over and told you to move along. You went from member to member after that, they had all tried to talk English, their efforts making you smile. You saw that the girl from earlier had been successful in her attempt to make Jimin blush. He was still a bit flustered when you had made it to him. It seemed only fitting that the last member you would see was your bias, the maknae, Jeon Jungkook.

You felt your heart rate pick up as you shuffled over to him. And when you looked up at him you swear you felt it stop. No. You felt time stop. You tried to say something but all that came out was a drawn out ‘ah’ sound causing him to chuckle.

“Hello. I’m Jungkook. Nice to meet you,” He said with a cheeky smile like he was aware of the fact he was the cause of your trance like state.

“A-anyeonghaseyo! Y/N-imnida!” You hadn’t meant to shout it. But your nerves had gotten to you. On the bright side, Jungkook hadn’t seemed to have been affected by your little outburst. Instead, he was chuckling again.

“Neoreul hanguk-eo baeweoyo? (You’re learning Korean?)” He asked, his voice a mixture of surprise and mirth.

“Ye,” You say as you nod. But then you paused to do the ‘little’ sign with your fingers since you didn’t know how to say it in Korean. You cleared your throat, time to say what you had been meaning to say, “Neoui nungwa ipseul-i yeppeoyo (Your eyes and lips are beautiful).”

You watched as Jungkook became flushed and appeared to be trying to find the right words to say “You pretty too. Mianhae. English not so good.”

“Gwenchanha. Nanuen yeong-eoruel gareuchyeoyo sipeo (It’s okay. I want to teach English).” You said with a smile. Jungkook grabbed your hand causing you to look down at it before looking back at him with a slightly confused expression. He looked excited yet uncertain at the same time. Like he was about to do something that may get him into trouble.

“Really? Will you help me? Eemaeil joosoga utduke dweyo?”

“Uh…”

“Email! What is your email?”

“Um-“

“Skype ID”

Your brain was having difficulty processing the quick escalation of events when Jungkook let go of your hand and presented you with a pen and sticky note. Almost like you were in a brand-new trance, you wrote down your SkypeID which he quickly snatched away and hid in his pocket before the approaching manager could see. Once again you were told to move away so that others could have their turn. Jungkook pouted as he waved his goodbye while you blushed and bowed politely.

You briefly wondered if it was wrong of you to give him your SkypeID but then decided that it didn’t matter. He probably forgot about it as soon as it was the next fans turn.

AN: So this is going to a multi-chapter fic that @tragicshadows helped me to come up with thanks to a lengthy KaKao conversation that we had. In my opinion, she’s a co-author of this piece so don’t be surprised if she uploads her own angst-filled version.

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