“No you can’t, hyung.”

            “What do you mean I can’t?” Jungkook scrunched his eyebrows at the whine. “I need to test out this new game in your over the top gaming system!”

            The younger stood in his tracks, looking at his reflection on a random clothes store's window. “I told you, you can’t. I’m going over to ______’s house and we’re gonna head to my house.”

            “Ah, that girl you’ve been blabbering about for the past eight weeks.”

            “…”

            “Come on, just tell her you like her already.”

            “…I don’t-”

            “Wait.” A loud gasp came. “You guys are going to your house?!”

            Jungkook continued walking. “Yeah, what’s wrong with-”

            “OH MY KOOKIE I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE SO ADVANCED!”

            “What-” Jungkook paused, realization downing upon his face. “No Jimin hyung I-”

            “IT’S OKAY ME AND TAEHYUNG WON’T TURN UP WE’LL *cough* LEAVE YOU TO DO YOUR THING.”

            “Hyung! I’m not-”

            Jungkook groaned. Trust Jimin to hang up after inferring so lamely. He knew his hyung was probably just joking. Let’s be real. He wasn’t even legal to-

            Jungkook slapped his quickly heating face lightly. “Stop. No. Stop.”

            ☆☆☆

            Chuckling, Jimin put his phone down, “Jungkook, Jungkook, Jungkook.”

            “We can’t go to his house then?”

            “Of course not.”

            Taehyung plopped himself beside Jimin. “_______?”

            Jimin nodded, still laughing. “I swear, if he doesn’t confess today I’ll take all his anime stuff away.”

            “Hey, we can’t rush him.” Taehyung slapped the fidgety guy on the back, laughing.

            “He has to learn the ways of his hyung.”

            “The hyung who’s been single for years?” Taehyung rolled his eyes. “Yeah, he definitely has to.”

            “Yah.” Jimin glared at the guy beside him.

            Ignoring Jimin, Taehyung pondered. “I wonder when we’ll actually meet this _______.”

            “Soon, maybe. I mean it has been what? Two months? By how Jungkook’s been fawning over her, she sounds like a nice girl.” Jimin got up to get a drink. “But for now your gaming system will be mine.”

☆☆☆

            Preparing himself just in case your parents were the ones going to open the gate for him, he took a deep breath in. It wasn’t that he was scared of your parents. From the first time your parents met Jungkook, they seemed to already like him. Your mom even told him to take care of you well – causing you to shoot lasers at the person who gave birth to you and Jungkook to agree without hesitation. He was basically ‘accepted’ into the family. But Jungkook couldn’t help but feel nervous every time he had to meet your parents.

            Soon, the gate opened.          

            You stood there, bag and dvds in hand.

            Jungkook let out the breath he had been holding.

            Eyeing him weirdly, you went on to lock the gate.

            “Wait! Noona!” Jungkook gripped your wrist. “Are your parents at home?”

            “Why?”

            “I need to greet them first before we leave.”

            Giggling at how cute he was. You shook your head. “They’re not home.”

            Releasing his breath, Jungkook relaxed himself. Giving a wink, he took your hand, “Are you ready to see my house?”

☆☆☆

            Your jaw dropped. “What the-” You whipped your head to face the younger.

            “What?”

            “I didn’t know you… had a house like this.”

Jungkook bit his lip before gently tugging your wrist. Smiling, he unlocked the front door. “Come on.”

            A meticulously manicured lawn and an overwhelmingly huge pool was not what you were expecting to see. Entering the equally overwhelmingly huge house, you couldn’t help but let your jaw fall. From the months you have known Jungkook, how could you have missed out on this fact?

            “Your jaw might detach at this rate.”

          The ‘tsk’ made you clamp your mouth shut and glare at the male beside you. “How come you never told me?”

            “Told you what?” Jungkook gestured for you to follow him up the classy looking stairs.

            You quickened your steps to match his. “About this.”

            “This what?”

            “This!” You made a big circle, indicating ‘the entire house and stuff’.

            Jungkook chuckled. “You like my house that much?”

            You pouted. “… No.”

            Reaching one of the doors on the second floor, he stopped, turning over to you. “Really now? By the amount of times I saw you with your mouth open, I’d say you don’t find it quite bad.”

            “Fine.” You huffed, crossing your arms. “Your house… is okay.”