The cold breeze slowly brushes against Jungkook’s cheek, but he was not bothered by. He still could not believe he kissed Jimin and he kissed him back underneath the blue sky on top of the school roof. They both silently turn away, faces flashed, trying to gather their thoughts, still in dazed. No words exchanged between them but a few shy glances. He clears his throat, looking at Jimin who glances back at him,

“So,” says Jungkook, “Are you going to tell me what’s the matter?” Jimin looks back at him, silently,

“Huh?”

“Are you going to tell me why you were ignoring me?” Jimin chuckles nervously, running his fingers through his hair,

“It has nothing to do with you,” replies Jimin pouting, Jungkook scowls at him, watching him as he goes and sits down. Jungkook sighs, and sits down next to him,

“Jiminie-hyung,” he says, “It’s fine if you don’t want to tell me.” Jungkook can feel Jimin looking at him,

“I had a fight with my dad when I was on my way to your house,” he says, quietly but loud enough for Jungkook to hear him,

“What about?”

“Well, when I came back home from Bambam’s,” says Jimin, clearing his throat, “My stepmom was in my room. I told her never to go in my room, I kinda…cussed her out and she told my dad, and he told my mom. My mom called and yelled me. I was just pissed, and you weren’t the only one who I was ignoring, I didn’t want to deal with anyone.” Jungkook looks at him before bursting out laughing, Jimin glares at him,

“Wow,” he says, “You’re such a child, Jiminie hyung,”

“I am not,” says Jimin, “I just hate when my mom yells at me, she also told me if I keep misbehaving then she would not come to my graduation. As if I am a child, misbehaving.” Jungkook couldn’t help but smile. It gets quiet for a while, Jimin pulls his knees close to his chest.

“You know you can always talk to me hyung,” says Jungkook, glancing at him, Jimin nods his head,

“Did you mean what you said earlier?” asks Jimin, his tone changing, Jungkook stares at him, even though him confessing to Jimin was an impulsive thing, he never says anything he doesn’t mean, he is not good with words.

“Yeah,” replies Jungkook, he gets closer until they were sitting shoulder to shoulder, “Don’t worry, I am not excepting you to respond to me.”

“Huh?” says Jimin, “What do you mean?” Jungkook smiles,

“Just cause’ I confess my feelings to you doesn’t mean I am excepting anything from you,” he says, realizing how tense Jimin is, “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, I’m willing to wait until your ready. I just want you to know that I really like you and whenever you're ready you can give me an answer.” Jimin turns to look at him, he sighs and smiles,

“You’re really weird,” he says, “Who doesn’t want an answer after confessing to someone?” Jungkook chuckles, Jimin is right, he does want to hear his answer, but it would not be fair to him especially since he is not in a good mood today. The last thing he wants is for Jimin to feel pressured to respond to his feelings, he has already started to realize what kind of person Jimin is, with his hot and cold personality, it was difficult to predict his emotions and moods. He is usually a calm and collected person who does whatever is their mind but when they pushed or pressured they explode and that makes him scary especially when they are angry. The fact that Jimin is not rejecting him bluntly like Yugyeom says, must mean he has feelings for Jungkook, whatever they are.

“Not everyone is the same,” says Jungkook. Jimin laughs, straightening out his feet, they glance at each other,

“So where do we go from here?” asks Jimin,

“Wherever you want to?” says Jungkook, “You can ignore me, or we stay as we are right now.” Jimin looks at him puzzled, “Don’t get me wrong, I want to be with you more than anything but right now, we can just sit here and enjoy the fresh air.” Jimin’s cheeks flashes, he turns around smiling,

“Fresh air?” he says, laughing, “It’s ing cold.”

“No way!” exclaims Jungkook, taking a deep breath, and sitting up with his chest straightforward “It’s nice and cold, can’t you feel it hyung?” Jimin burst out laughing, falling over, slapping his hand up and down involuntary. Holding on to his stomach could barely breathe for laughing. Jungkook couldn’t help but watch him, his laughter sweet and joyful. He really does laugh like his mom, so simple and yet so addictive to hear, making everyone around cheerful and happy.  Jimin realizing that Jungkook’s staring at him, sits up, giggling and catching his breath, feeling shy. Jungkook chuckles, he likes seeing him shy, it was obvious and cute.

“I’m hungry,” says, Jungkook, laughing and opening his backpack, he hands him his lunchbox,

“Aren’t you going to eat?”

“There’s enough for us both,” he replies, Jimin takes the lunchbox, opening it. He stares at the two-chicken wrap with ranch on the side, blueberries and two small pieces of granola bar. He takes a wrap and hands it to Jungkook, and opens the ranch, placing it on the ground. Jungkook smiles and watches him as he bites into the wrap, happiness illuminating his face, ya how can he be so cute?

The day went quicker than Jungkook wanted it to, he wanted to stay on top of that roof forever. He couldn’t help but grin throughout all his classes and on the way home, his friends thought he was being weird and asked for a reason, but he just shook his head, not wanting to kiss and tell, especially since Jimin and he are not going out yet. It was something precious, he wanted to keep all to himself, he thanked Crystal for giving him a ride home and goes inside his home. His sister was home, he could tell by the smell of tomatoes and onion on his taste buds. He walks to the kitchen and there she was, oblivious to everything else, her focus on whatever she was cooking, she loved cooking but doesn’t want to work as a chief. She studied medicine but decided not to pursue it, that’s why she works as a waitress, he never questioned her, and their dad never questioned her either. Both believing that she looks like she does because that is the one way she can be close to their mother. Jungkook smiles, slowly tiptoeing behind her, he grabs her waist and shouting, making her jump into a defensive position, with a loud howl. Jungkook starts laughing, as his sister calms her racing heart, frightened, realizing who it was, she glares at him.

“Ya! Jungkookie!” she shouts, “Can’t you see I’m holding a knife? What the hell.” Jungkook catches his breath unable to contain himself,

“God, sorry,” he says, “But you should’ve seen your face.” She sighs, shaking her head,

“Why are you in such a good mood?” asks his sister,

“No reason,” he replies, staring at the potatoes in the water, “what’re you making? It smells good.”

“Stuffed potatoes,” she replies, “I was bored and saw it on the food network.” Jungkook rolls his eyes, laughing,

“You need a life,” he says, his sister punches him on the shoulder as he walks away, laughing.

He tosses his backpack on the bed, taking off his shoes. He changes out of his clothes, putting on his black basketball shorts and a white t-shirt. He takes out his phone, he couldn’t help but grin, he touches his lips,

“, I can’t believe I kissed Jimin,” he mutters to himself, wanting to scream but he takes a deep breath. He wonders what Jimin is up to? Did he go home or one of his friend’s home since he was fighting with his dad? Or is he sitting in his room, giggling like he is, unable to get that kiss out of his head, a lust and desire he has never experienced, he felt as if his heart was about to be ripped out of his chest as soon as he lips touched Jimin’s lip. Jungkook clicks the Facebook app on his phone and types Jimin in the search box but nothing popped up,

“Hmm,” says Jungkook sitting up, he should have a Facebook page. He types variety of ways to spell Jimin, but nothing popped up, “Aish, he is probably using a nickname or something.” He sighs disappointed, he wanted to add him on Facebook. The door opens, his sister walks with a plate,

“Want to try my potatoes?” she asks, placing the plate on the drawer,

“I prefer to live,” teases Jungkook, knowing very well his sister was good at cooking, she glares at him,

“Come on,” she says picking up a stuffed potato with a napkin and hands it to him. Jungkook takes the potato and takes a bite of it, tasting a warm creamy cheesy flavor with crunchiness and bacon and vegetables.

“Mhmm,” he says, chewing, “It’s pretty good.” He takes another bite, and his sister smiles, proud, “You should open a restaurant.” She laughs,

“Yeah right,” she says, “You can have those two, I made many.”

After dinner, Jungkook decides to join his sister in the living room. His sister surfs through the channels looking for something to watch while he surfs through his phone, trying to think to decide if he should text Jimin or not.

“So,” says his sister, looking at him, he glances back at her and then back to his phone, lingering on Jimin’s number,

“So?” he replies.

“How are things going with Jimin?” she asks, Jungkook guffs, shaking his head,

“Why’re you being nosy?”

His sister laughs, “Come on Kookie, I’m supporting you, tell me.” Jungkook sits up, he glares at her,

“Don’t call me Kookie,” he says, he knows she only calls him that when she is planning on pestering him until she finds out what she wants to know or get him to do whatever she wants. His clears his throat, it should be alright to tell his sister, he needed advice anyway because he has no idea where to go from that kiss. He confessed to Jimin but did not get a response and he is not asking for it because he is afraid he will pressure him into answering when he is not ready. He does not want to be someone who kisses and tells but he was feeling lost, it should be alright to tell his sister.

“Well, I told him, I’m in love with him,” he says dimly, by his sister’s expression, he can tell she heard him. She stares at him with a mouth open and wide eyes,

“No way?” she says, finally, “What’d he says?

“Hmm, nothing, he was surprised, I don’t blame him, I went from fifty to a hundred like really quick,” says Jungkook, his sister laughs but listens attentively with a huge grin, fascinated like she won the lottery, “I then kissed him, cause’ he was being unreasonable.”

“OMG!” she says, clasping her hands together, eyes wider, Jungkook rolls his eyes, at his sister’s exaggerated reaction,

“But he was in a bad mood like if you don’t know him, you’ll think he is the meanest person, but he is actually caring just has unpredictable mood swings. Anyway, I did not want to pressure him, so I told him, he can tell whenever he is ready what his answer is, but now I’m stuck, do I treat him like a friend or someone I potentially want to be in a relationship with?”

“Hmm,” says Jeongyeon, her chin, “Sounds complicated but since you already confessed, you should just move forward.” Jungkook stares at her puzzled, “Well, he knows you like him so why act like a friend, go old school and pursue him, he hasn’t rejected you so it’s only fair to win his heart.”

“Pursue him?” asks Jungkook, “Like what?”

“Like they do in the movies,” she replies, chuckling, “You kids do not know about it cause your so used to getting immediate answers, chase him, Jungkook, show him your feelings are true and that you want to be with him, if not the whole thing will be awkward.”

“Hmm,” says Jungkook, “That makes sense actually, but isn’t that the same as forcing him to answer?”

“Not really,” says Jeongyeon, “Cause’ you’re showing him you meant everything you said, you’re doing it to let him know that you’re not just saying words, actions are better than words. It's easy to say you love someone but it’s hard to show them. Actions are what will make him feel touched and moved, so be aggressive without being aggressive. You know, show him you’ll wait for him but not for that long, so he doesn’t take you for granted.”

Jungkook smiles, nodding his head, he gazes at his sister, amused, “It’s weird that you’re still single.” His sister guffs, “You’re welcome, .”

As Jungkook gets ready for bed, he could not help but think about the things his sister told him. She is right, Jimin is older than him, he is not going to believe everything he says. He does not know Jungkook that well, even if he kissed him back, it does not mean he is in touch with his feelings for Jungkook like Jungkook is with him.

“Win him over,” mutters Jungkook, sitting on the bed, drying his hair, “Pursue him? How the do I do that?” He leans back against the headboard, taking out his phone. He presses Jimin’s number and texts,

“Can’t sleep, you awake?” he quickly hits the send button and puts his phone down, anxious. He gets off the bed, pacing back and forth, he walks to his bookshelf and grabs a manga, he flips through it, glancing at the phone. After a minute, his phone beeps and flashes, he grabs the phone and reads the message,

“Yeah, just got out of the shower, why can’t you sleep?” Jungkook bites his lip, excited, trying to think of something clever to say but the image of Jimin coming out of the shower, water dripping down from his hair to his stomach. He shakes his head, clearing his thoughts, thinking of something witty to reply,

“Cause’ you’re on my mind,” he cringes at the cheesiness but decides to send it anyway taking his sister’s advice of being aggressive with his feelings. He gets a reply, he opens it and reads it,

“Why? Cause’ I’m a nightmare?” reads the message with a smirking emoji next to it, Jungkook burst out laughing, not surprised at Jimin’s wittiness and smartass answers but he loved that he was flirting and teasing back,

“Yeah, a beautiful nightmare” he replies, with a winking face.

“You’re so cheesy,” Jimin replies, Jungkook laughs.

Jungkook looks at the clock, it was already ten o’clock, not wanting to keep Jimin up, he says goodnight to him even though he wanted to keep texting him all day.

The next day, Jungkook in a hurry to see Jimin, he quickly says bye to his sister and walks to the school. He could not sleep all night, so excited that he messaged Jimin and he replied and that they spend hours just flirting back and forth. He walks towards the lockers but eyes peering over at where Jimin’s locker is, but he could not see him,

“Too early,” he mutters underneath his breath, his eyes scan the hallways but still no sign of Jimin, he sighs, wondering where he could be. He wanted to see him so much, he could barely stand still at his lockers, he spots his friends but when he was about to wave to him, someone grabs his shoulder, screaming “Boo!” He was not a screamer or a jumper, so he just turned around, surprised, it was Jimin. Jungkook’s face immediately lights up, unable to control his smile. his eyes scan him, Jimin in a white long sleeve shirt and black ripped up jeans and a black snapback with his backpack, it was refreshing to see him a casual wear at school.

“You don’t get scared?” he says, Jungkook chuckles, staring at him unable to stop, Jimin clears his throat, unable to keep the eye contact, clearly feeling shy, he runs his fingers through his hair.

“You look so cute,” mumbles Jungkook, still gawking at him forgetting that they are at school. Jimin chuckles, slightly hitting on the chest, feeling embarrassed. 

“Hey guys,” says Yugyeom, bringing Jungkook out his daze, “What’s up?”

“Hey,” replies Jimin, clearing his throat, “Um, I’ll see in class.” Jimin starts walking away, but Jungkook calls him, he stops and turns around,

“Do you want to hang out after school?” he asks, praying and hoping that he is not coming on too strong. But Jimin’s grin assured him, he wasn’t,

“Okay,” he replies, walking away, Jungkook watches him, heart fluttering.

“Oh, sorry, did we interrupt?” teases Yugyeom, Jungkook sighs, staring at his friends, just registering that they were standing there. Crystal clears ,

“Looks like you’re getting somewhere with him,” she says, sighing,

“Oh, we’re friends,” says Jungkook,

“Yeah right,” says Yugyeom, putting his arm around his shoulder, “Those were the looks of love.” Jungkook shrugs his arm off, rolling his eyes. While Yugyeom continues teasing him, he glances back at Jimin who was standing with Rachel, Sasha, Bambam, and Liam, unable to stop staring. Glad he told his sister and for advice because as of now, he wants nothing more than to be with Jimin. If someone told him a semester back that Jimin would mean so much to him, he would not believe them, the feeling is so strange and overwhelming, yet it makes him feel complete. Just the thought of him makes his heart jump around his heart yet it was frightening wondering how someone he barely knows goes from being a complete stranger to being completely infatuated with him.