"Um...you're really good at singing!!"  I blurted out to Jungkook the next day at dance class.  He stared at me, and I didn't think he quite understood what I said.

"I mean um, I listened to your band last night sorry I hope that's ok and well just you're really good!"  Again, he just stared with those round, innocent eyes.  Furiously blushing now, I ripped my phone out of my pocket and searched how to say what I just did but in Korean.  When I thought I had it up, I shoved the screen in his face, avoiding eye contact.  After a few minutes, he began laughing like a mad man.

"W-what???"  I asked, really embarassed now.  He held up a finger motioning for me to wait a moment.  We both took a seat on the floor against the wall as he pulled out his own phone.  He would type something in and then pause.  While waiting he would just shyly smile at me and I freaking hated it.  Eventually, he got a text message, and rushed to open it.  He showed me what was on the screen.

// translation on jungkook's phone by namjoon //  "haha the translator you use is awful.  But I think you were trying to say I'm good at singing right?  Im guessing you listened to some of our songs.  Anyway, thank you!"

I felt my face grow hot.  I was so stupid!  What if this whole time I was saying all the wrong things to him?  I just hoped I hadn't offended him in any way.  Then again, if I had, he probably wouldn't continue to be all smiley around me.  But maybe that wouldn't be such a bad thing if he stopped doing that...

I nodded up at him, avoiding eye contact.  "You're welcome."

He began sending another text to Namjoon, I assumed.  After a few more minutes he again showed me his screen.

// translation by namjoon // want to meet after class?  I have an idea for something we can do.

I literally jolted up from my seat and ran over to where I normally dance in class.  The HELL did he mean "meet up after class"????  Like a DATE??? No way, not a chance that was happening.

He walked over to me looking concered.  I hated that he was so much taller than me.  He looked down at me and it felt like I couldn't even escape his shadow.

"Sorry."  I breathed out.  He just nodded his head and smiled understandingly.  I felt awful.  Class went by slowly and the whole time I watched Jungkook dance.  Ever since I had seen him in all those music videos, my opinion of him had changed; he was a lot better than I had first noticed.  He flowed smoothly, and nailed every little detail.  Even our teacher praised him when they worked one-on-one.  With my heart pounding heavy in my chest, I made a decision, and a really stupid one at that.

"Um...Jungkook?"  I called out hesitantly to him after class.  "Let's...hang out." 

He stared for a moment, before beaming.  Again, he typed into his phone and I waited patiently.

// translation by namjoon // meet me here at 7, go home and clean up first.

I blinked slowly, a blush creeping up on my face.  "Ok."  Was all I said.

This better not be a date you idiot.