The sun glistens through the yellow curtains, the clock reads ten ‘clock am, Jungkook was sound asleep, making up for the lost sleep over the week, the weekend finally here. Squeezing one pillow close to his body, his chest moves up and down, breathing in evenly, shirtless with only boxers on the blue sheet with his blanket tossed to the other side. Jeongyeon opens the door, shaking her head, she walks towards his bed,

“Jungkook,” she calls out, loudly. He still asleep, he does not react, she calls him again, he mumbles something but turns to the other side,

“Ya, Jungkook,” she calls, “Wake up! Do you plan on sleeping all day?” Jungkook turns to his back, he stares at his sister, adjusting his eyes to the light, opening them wide,

“What the , Noona,” he says, annoyed, he is not a morning person, he hated being woken up ahead of his scheduled time, he was planning on waking up. She scowls, glaring at him, eyes filled with fire,

“Who the hell are you talking to?” she says, “Wake the up, you have to go to the grocery store.” 

Jungkook wide wake, glares at his sister, pissed, “You woke me up to go to the store? Are you serious?”

“Yeah, well, I could go,” she says, “But you’ll have to clean the house and do the laundry, I’m giving you the easy task, stop being so damn lazy.” Before Jungkook could protest, she walks out his room, slamming the door behind her. Jungkook ruffles his hair, annoyed.

After taking shower, he puts on his black sweater and sweats with black shoes. Watching his sister take out the credit card and a list of groceries he must buy from the store,

“Do not go on a rampage,” she says, “Just buy the things on the list.” Frowning, he just stares at her with his hands in his packet, she hands him the credit card and paper, he takes it shoving it in his pockets.

“Don’t be reckless and lose it,” she says, “Do you know the pin?” He nods his head, taking the car keys. He walks to the grudge, she is always ing, he curses in his mind, he hated when his sister gets like that, he finds her unbearable, she knew he liked to sleep in and yet she wakes him up for such a trivial thing, such as grocery shopping, which she usually does it herself. He starts the car, staring at the grocery list, he has no idea where half of this stuff was at, but he goes to the supermarket his sister told him to go to.

The parking lot at Molle Stones Market was packed, he had to find a parking at the end which meant he had to walk a few feet, the thought of it pisses him off even more than going in shopping for groceries. He reaches the market and grabs a cart, he puts on his headphones, playing his Drake playlist with his hoodie on. He pushes the cart inside, slowly avoiding looking at people, the music zoned out any unnecessary noises, he wants to quickly get the things and go home.

As he pushes the car through the aisles, getting the items on the list and mentally scratching them off, the store was full, so he must stop for a few seconds, waiting for people to move so he can continue. The cart was starting to get full and he managed to get all the stuff on the list with the help of the employees when he asked where half of the staff were located, finished he decides to buy some microwaveable snacks for himself for quick lunches and breakfast. He pushes the heavy cart towards the frozen goods, using all his energy, understanding what his sister goes through every time she does grocery, feeling bad for being rude to her in the morning.

He reaches the frozen foods but stops suddenly, his heart racing, his mouth slightly opens, he could not believe at all the days to run into Jimin, it had to be today. He quickly looks away, taking off his hoodie but looks up again, maybe he did not see him, Jungkook clears his throat, telling himself he has no reason to be nervous with hopes that Jimin does not remember him kicking his chair or stepping out in front of his car. He sighs and slowly pushes the cart, standing it beside him, a few feet from Jimin, he glances at him, he was in a huge white sweater that seems to swallow him up, and sweats, his hair kind of messy as if he just woke up, he was gazing at the frozen pizzas. Jungkook smiles, stealing glances at him. If there was any perfect opportunity to talk to Jimin it is now, playing it cool and casual, he slowly moves, taking a step towards him until he was beside him, he glances at him, noticing that he was looking at the box in his hand and the other  in the freezer, as if he was indecisive about which one to get, Jungkook smiles looking at him making the cutest face as he was pouting. Jungkook clears his throat, 

“It’s hard to choose huh?”

Jimin turns to look at him, dumbfounded, Jungkook looks at him, smiling, his heart wanting to jump out of his chest. Silent for a second, Jimin smiles,

“Yeah, I don’t know whether to get the jalapeno with beef or the sausage one,” he says, smiling, shy, showing Jungkook the box,

“Get both,” says Jungkook, laughing,

“Hmmm,” says Jimin, running his hand through his hair, “I should huh?” He stares at Jungkook for a second, as if he was analyzing him,

“Hey, you’re in my art class, aren’t you?” he says suddenly. Jungkook smiles but clenches his teeth, hoping Jimin is not the type of person to hold a grudge,

“Yeah,” replies Jungkook, “We’re in art together.”

“I was wondering why you looked familiar,” says Jimin, chuckling, Jungkook massage his nape, trying to relieve his nervousness,

“Such a small world,” says Jungkook. Jimin nods, he picks up the other box of frozen pizza,

“See ya around,” he says, “Thanks for the suggestion.” Jungkook smiles and nods,

“Yeah,” he says. His eyes follow him as he starts to walk away, Jimin turns, Jungkook smiles, waving bye at him, he smiles, waving back. As soon as Jimin disappeared and was out of sight, Jungkook exhales relived,

“Yes!” he says, throwing up his hand as if he won a soccer match, excited, he still could not believe he stood in front of Jimin and had a conversation with him.

The rest of the shopping went by smoothly, he was in good mood, thinking about Jimin, he drove home, grinning and laughing to himself in the car, cursing himself for not approaching him sooner in class and talking to him, he is so sweet and nice, his personality did not much his looks, his beautiful face and perfect body would make many misunderstand and label him conceited. Jungkook reaches home and parks the car, he honks the car, trying to get his sister’s attention, waiting for a few minutes in the car, he sees walking past the grudge with a huge white bag full of trash. He opens the door, walking toward her, he takes the trash bag, startling her,

“I got it,” he says,

“, Jungkook, you scared me,” she says, letting go of the bag, “Were you the one honking?”

 He nods taking the trash bag and walking away towards the trashcan, that was a few feet away from their house, the neighborhood’s quiet even though it was late in the morning, almost an hour from twelve. The stench of rotting foods and everything else got stronger as he stood in front of the trashcan, he picks up the bag and tosses it inside the can. He walks back to help his sister put the groceries inside the house, after they were done, he offered to help her put them away. She stares at him confused but nods, following him with her eyes, as he picks up stuff and starts to organize them in the cabinet while she handles the stuff that goes in the fridge. Silently, putting away stuff where they belong, smiling at her each time, he catches her staring at him. Down to the last bag, she put it's inside the fridge, Jungkook smiles gathering together the empty plastic bags putting them all in one bag and tying it, he puts them in the cabinet for later use,

“Okay,” she says, staring at him, “Why are so giddy? You left the house ready to start world war three but come back as if you won the lottery or something.” Jungkook laughs, pretending to not understand what she was saying,

“You know I’m always grumpy in the morning,” he says, opening the fridge and pulling out a frozen box of pizza, one of the same ones Jimin bought, a jalapeno with beef, he reads the instruction and places it in the microwave, heating it up, his sister stood next to him, arms crossed,

“Since when do you eat frozen pizzas,” she asks, curious.

“I love pizza,” he says.

“Not frozen pizza,” she retorts back. The microwave beeps, he takes the box, almost dropping it from the heat, he places it back down, blowing on his fingers, he takes a cloth, picking it again and walking back to his room.

The rest of the evening went by slow, the sun setting, it was dark outside, the only light was from the streets. He was on his computer playing Overwatch, an online game, Yugyeom and he is obsessed with. Eyes glued to the computer, oblivious to his surrounding, his focus on finishing the level and winning. An empty pizza was on the floor along with his shoes and clothes, his phone beeps and chimes. He glances at it but continues to play his game, the phone beeps again, he sighs and stares at it, he pauses the game, he sweeps the screen unlocking it, three messages in the notification. Annoyed, he opens the message, one from David, it was information about the party James was throwing, he forgot about it, he messages him, thanks, I’m down. He opens the other one from Yugyeom, he was asking if he heard about the party, Jungkook sighs, replying, yes, I’m going. The third message is from his sister, telling to get his down for dinner.  The party starts eight, he looks at the time, it was twenty minutes from seven, he did not realize he has been playing at the computer for four hours, he sighs, messaging his sister, to go ahead and eat, he is heading out.

After finishing the game, it was seven-thirty, he decides to hop in the bathtub for a quick shower and rinses his face, he is not much of a partier, but he did not mind going to a party as long as he knew the people hosting the party. He puts on a black shirt with black skinny jeans and a green jacket, he grabs his phone. He closes the door, he sees the light in his sister’s room, he knocks on the door, she tells him to come in,

“Can I borrow the car?” he asks, she sighs and motions for him to get the keys from the top of the drawer, he smiles,

“Thanks,” he says, grabbing the keys quickly before she changes her mind,

“Don’t mess up my car,” she shouts as he quickly closes the door behind him.

He reaches James’s house and parks the car with rest of the cars on the sidewalk, parallel parking which was a to do but he was able to maneuver it. He gets out of the car, heading inside the house, he hears DJ Khalid, the music so loud, the thumping and bass was making the walls shake and the floor vibrate, over the music, distant, hazy chatters could be heard but it was hard to make out what everyone was saying, he scans the room for Yugyeom or a face he recognized. He sees Crystal walking towards, waving, he was surprised, he did not think she was coming also, she usually headed his teammates when they used to date. She looked beautiful in her mini white stripe dress that claimed onto her body, one can tell she is in shape. She had a bottle of beer in her hand, Jungkook smiles, waving at her,

“Hi,” she says, hugging him. He hugs her back, but he could tell she was drunk,

“Wow, already got the party started?” he says, pulling her back, she laughs,

“Well, as always, you're late, you always show up late,” she says. He scans the room for Yugyeom,

“Have you seen Yugyeom?”  she looks around before shrugging her shoulders,

“Let’s dance,” she says, pulling him by his hand to the center, he forces a smile, walking with her, he did not want to be rude, when she was drunk, her stubbornness increases ten times than when she is sober. Jungkook watches as her she moves side to side, his eyes still looking for Yugyeom or someone to save him,

“Come on!” she says, taking his hands and placing it around her waist, she was leaning on him, he laughs it off, he spots Yugyeom, all the way in the back, talking with a group of boys, he smiles, peeling her off him,

“I’m gonna go get something to drink,” he says, walking away and leaving her on the dance floor but she continues to dance with other girls on the dance floor. He sighs and walks towards Yugyeom and the group of boys,

“What’s up guys?” he says, approaching him, they greet him back, high fiving them,

“You finally got free away from Crystal?” says Yugyeom, he glares at him,

“You saw me, why didn’t save me?” he asks,

“Hey, none of my business,” says Yugyeom, “She would beat me up.” They laugh, he turns to the other boys,

“Hey,” says one of the boys, he recognized that voice, he looks at him, it was Mike, he has not spoken to him since they fooled around during their sophomore year  after he broke up with Crystal, when they use to be on the soccer team, Mike did not join the soccer team during their junior year. He smiles, feeling awkward, he cursed himself for not anticipate running to him, he is friends with the boys on the soccer team, especially James.

“Hey,” he replies, acting casual, Mike smiles back at him,

“Not drinking today,” asks, Mike, looking directly at him,

“Driving,” replies Jungkook, “My sister would kill me.” After chitchatting for a while, he tells them, he is going to grab a punch, he was amazed, James’s parents were okay with them drinking, a bunch of high schoolers, downing down bottles of beers, as much as he wanted to drink, he did not want to risk it. He pours cherry punch in a white plastic cup and takes a sip, it was sweet but also sour, he hopes it was spiked, kids love putting in the punch, but he was too thirsty to care, he walks back and notices his friends were all on the dance floor, except for Mike. He walks and stands beside him, they exchange awkward smiles whenever they glance at each other,

“So, how are you?” asks Mike, breaking the silence,

“Good, you?” replies Jungkook,

“Can’t complain,” he replies.

The party went on for hours, Jungkook, exhausted, goes to the backyard for fresh air, his head was starting to hurt from the booming music, people were starting to play games and he did not want to participate in them. He exhales, it was dark and a full a moon, it illuminated everything even the street lights were not as bright, a feels a tap on his shoulder, he turns, and it was Mike,

“Running away?” he teases him, Jungkook laughs,

“Nah, just taking a breather,” he replies,

“Yeah, right,” says Mike, laughing, he gets closer to Jungkook, their shoulders brushing, “So got anyone special in your life?” Jungkook stares at his blank, surprised by the random question,

“Not really,” he replies, “You?”

“Nah, too young to be tied down,” he replies, they both laugh but getting quite right after. Mike turns to face him, he takes his hand, stunning him, Jungkook looks around,

“No one is here,” says Mike, softly, “Since we are both single, do you want to pick up where we left off?” Jungkook guff’s, dumbfounded and lost of words, Mike turns him to face him, he smiles but Jungkook’s mind was in a million places trying to figure out what is happening, Mike leans in closer and closer, his lips a few inches away from his but Jungkook steps back, rejecting him.

“Sorry,” he says, clearing his throat, Mike laughs, exhaling, a voice comes from behind Jungkook, calling his name, he turns around, it was Crystal. Mike clears his throat, Jungkook watches him as he walks back inside the house, he says hi to Crystal. Jungkook puts his hand in his jacket, she walks towards him,

“I didn’t know you two were close?” she asks, her voice soft. Jungkook stares at her, he did not know what to say, he is sure she saw Mike, trying to kiss him, she looked like she was in a daze, her cheeks pink from the alcohol,

“Can you take me home?” she asks, “I’m getting tipsy, and my friends don’t want to leave yet.” He nods his head, “Sure, I was about to head out myself.”

They said bye to Yugyeom after making sure he had a ride home. Silence fills the car, Crystal was staring out the window, Jungkook’s eyes straight ahead, it was like that all the way to her gated house, he parks the car, turning to look at her, she sighs and turns to look at him.

“Is there something going on between Mike and you?” she asks, quietly, he could barely hear her,

“Um…” he says, “We did, not anymore though.” She nods, she smiles and opens the door,

“Thanks for the ride, sorry I got so drunk?”

“Don’t worry about it,” he says. She closes the door and waves bye at him, heading to her house. Jungkook watches her, making sure she goes inside, she turns and waves at him, he waves at her and starts the car. What an eventful night. He starts car driving home, that was the first time, he told Crystal about his fling with Mike, they have never spoken about why they broke up. He broke up with her because he was struggling with his uality, he still was not sure about it, he knows he feels attracted to guys but he still has not given up the possibility of being with a girl again, maybe he is biual like Yugyeom keeps telling him, but he figured it was no one’s business, he dates whomever he likes. He hates putting himself in a box, he just wanted to focus on school until graduation but all that changed when he started to develop a crush on Jimin, which he tried to brush off during the winter break, but he now knows he really likes him, or else his heart would not race just at the thought of him, especially seeing him today so unexpectedly, talking to him so casually for the first time.

Jungkook smiles as he drives, making a decision, he’ll befriend him and then confess his feelings to him, no matter what.