Jungkook woke up to an empty space beside him on the bed. He woke up to Chaeyoung’s bedroom without her anywhere in sight as well. He walked around her apartment, trying to see if she was at the living room or in the kitchen or sitting in the balcony serenading the day with her guitar and her sweet, beautiful voice, but she was not around. Jungkook then dragged his feet to go back to bed, buried his face into the pillow at the side she always slept on, taking in the sweet scent of her.

Eventually, he got up and went into the shower, taking his time to enjoy the warmth of the water sliding down his skin. He walked out in his towel draping his waist down, taking his brief, v neck plain white shirt and a pair of gray sweatpants from the top of her drawers before the door to her bedroom slowly opened, her head peeking in.

Chaeyoung looked slightly startled when their eyes met and Jungkook laughed in response, causing her to laugh as well in return as she waltzed on the floor on her way to the bed.

“Where were you?” he asked, pulling the pants up as he looked at her from the mirror of her dressing table – she was sitting on the bed behind him.

She grinned at him, cheeks swelling up and Jungkook couldn’t help but grin back with an addition of a chuckle escaping.

“Somewhere,” she replied simply. “I had something to settle.”

While Jungkook was pulling the shirt over his head, he furrowed his brows slightly at her when he noticed that her grin hadn’t yet disappeared, forever hanging onto that beautiful face, his favorite beautiful face.

“What?” he asked with a smile almost breaking on his face. A smirk then made its way onto his face as he , “You can say it, you know.”

“Say what?” she quirked an eyebrow, her head angled slightly to the side.

“That I am too handsome.”

Chaeyoung giggled, her head fell to the back before her body collapsed onto the bed.

“What? You don’t think I am handsome?” He whipped his body around dramatically before stepping towards her, and when he reached her, he bent down. Hands dipping into the mattress on each side of her body and his body hovered over hers. “You don’t think I am handsome?” he repeated teasingly, attacking her neck with ticklish soft kisses and she squirmed underneath him, giggles doubled with squeals slipping in every layer of her laughter.

He pulled back after one good minute of that and the wide smile painted on Chaeyoung’s face was so beyond beautiful as she tried to catch her breath. Her palms went to plant themselves on his cheek and his shoulder respectively, and her eyes locked on his for one long yet beautiful moment. “I think you are definitely handsome.”

Jungkook had to admit that no one’s compliment would be on the same level as hers. There was just something about it that made his heart felt electrified in a very nice way, and he didn’t mind to get electrified that way a thousand times. Trying to keep up the fun teasing they had on each other, he replied with a smug grin, “Of course I am.”

And of course, she didn’t miss her chance to back. “At least, that’s what I think. And we have to consider the fact that I am not everyone’s representative.”

Jungkook playfully widened his eyes, dropped his jaw before he tickled her sides, and her laughter began to erupt while she tried to get away from him. He finally stopped tickling her when her hair became a mess, covering her face and after using his fingers to reveal it, Jungkook leaned down for a kiss and what was meant to be fleeting became the opposite, the kiss only deepened when she encircled her arms around his neck.

When the kiss finally broke, she smiled before pushing him to the side of the bed and she quickly got up and rummaged into her drawers and dived into her wardrobe. Jungkook watched in curiosity, standing up to walk closer to her. “What are you looking for?”

She stood up straight for a moment and turned to look at him. “Did you ever leave your necktie here?”

“Yeah, but I think I took them all back already, I’m not sure,” he told her and she pouted, her thinking face emerged. “What do you need the necktie for?” he asked, his lips twitching with a smirk threatening to surface on his face when his mind was imagining stuff that could make his teeth bite onto his lip, heat spreading to certain parts of bodies.

Chaeyoung slowly turned her face into his direction, looking straight into his eyes and he saw a hint of smile as she narrowed her eyes at him. “What do you think?”

A full smirk finally appeared on Jungkook’s face, one brow lifted and his teeth really dug on his lip. “,” he murmured.

When her jaw dropped, her laughter that was meant to represent her disbelief ensued as her eyes enlarged at him. Jungkook shrugged at her as he said, “I mean, it’s okay for me. I honestly find it hot now that I imagined it. You tie me up on the bed or I tie you up, it already sounds a lot like fun to me.”

Chaeyoung pulled a face at him. “Yeah, well, that’s not going to happen because first, I’m not into that and second, it’s still too early, Jungkook.”

“We could try, you know.” He shrugged again, scratching the end of his hairline with a playful smile, and she slapped his shoulder lightly with a series of laughter. “I mean, babe, really, we could try and experiment on it because first, it’s going to be a new experience and second, morning isn’t uncommon.”

She just stared at him with a confusing expression in her eyes. And Jungkook tried to again, leaning towards her ear and repeated with a deeper voice, “We could try, if you want.”

When he leaned back, he saw a smirk on her face. And she mimicked the way he shrugged earlier. “Maybe.”

“Is that maybe yes or maybe no?”

Not a word said, only her smile was there given to him before she spun around to continue searching for the necktie. “I’ll take that as a maybe yes, then,” he said. “Just that it’s not today. Which is still fine by me, as long as it’s a maybe inclining to yes.”

“Oh, stop it. We have a more important thing to do now,” she laughed. “If your necktie isn’t here, then I need to find just anything similar to that.”

“What could be more important than a whole new experience of having my wrists or your wrists to be tied –”

“Jungkook!”

“Fine, fine,” he put both hands in the air and grinned at her, all teeth displayed. “If you really need it, I can go back to my apartment and get it for you.”

She came to a halt, eyes settling on him for one second with her lips curled inward. Chaeyoung shook her head softly then. “No.” She went into that one of her thinking mode, with that adorable thinking face, her hands pushing on either side of her waist. A moment later, it was as though a realization fell upon her and her eyes blinked, widened slightly and she turned to him with a smile.

“I forgot to ask. Do you have any plan for today?” Before he could answer, she stepped towards him, her arms winding around his waist and she pressed her body against his. “If you do have, can you please cancel everything?”

Jungkook’s lips stretched into a smile, drowning in that feeling again, the feeling that came whenever she wanted and needed him. That unexplainable feeling that made his insides danced in delight. “Fortunately, no. Why? Are we going to go with the experiment?” he teased again, which earned him soft frown and an elongated whiny ‘No’ and ended with a soft laughter. “Then?” He lifted a brow. “Do you want to go somewhere for today?”

“Mm-hm,” she nodded.

“Where? Shopping? Biking at the park? Watch movies? Fishing? You want to go to the massage parlor you said Hoseok suggested?”

And each of his question had the same response; a shake of her head and a chuckle.

“Then where do you want to go?” he furrowed his brows. “Yoongi’s workshop? You missed my friends?”

“I do miss them, but no.” She pressed a kiss on his chin briefly, then on his lips. “To your place, actually.”

His forehead creased, and he kept his gaze fixed on her face. He believed his eyebrows almost meet each other when he asked her, “My place as in my apartment?”

Nod.

“The floor just below yours?”

She pulled away just a little, smirked up at him and knitted her brows playfully at him. “Do you live in any other apartment that I don’t know of?”

“No.”

“Then that’s the place,” she chuckled. “Let’s go.” She unwound her arms from around him, one hand caught his and she laced their fingers as she led him out of her apartment, but not before throwing one final glance at her wardrobe and drawers, muttering ‘What should I get’, keeping Jungkook from questioning what exactly she had on her mind.

His hand reached out to unlock the door to his apartment when she suddenly held his shoulders from behind him, jumping and he immediately held her thighs wrapping around his waist. Chaeyoung giggled next to his ear, her arms draped his neck and Jungkook’s smile widened when she pressed a kiss on his temple.

“This will do,” she muttered, more to herself as she placed both her palms over his eyes, pressing a little in an attempt at not allowing him to see anything. “Can you see?”

He could make out the lights from the little gaps between her fingers, but there was honestly nothing much that he could see. “No,” he chuckled.

“Really?”

“Yeah,” he let go one of her thigh, and he could feel her tightening it around his torso. His free hand went up to pull one of her hands from his eyes, but she uncovered both eyes, changing the position of her hands to holding his shoulders. “Can you tell me what’s going on?” he asked, heart undeniably pumping in a curious manner as he tilted his head to catch a glimpse of her pressing up against his back.

Chaeyoung shifted slightly so that her face could be clearly seen by him and Jungkook narrowed his eyes at her when she grinned. “Nope,” she answered and pecked his cheek, squealing when she almost lost her balance, although she didn’t need to worry, because Jungkook would make sure that the floor wouldn’t be able to catch her before he could.

He wanted to ask more, but he had an idea that something surprising was waiting for him inside and from the glint in her eyes, he knew that she wanted it to turn out according to whatever her plan was. So Jungkook decided to let all his questions dissolve and follow her instructions.

“Unlock it,” she said to him.

“Don’t you need to cover my eyes or something?”

She laughed. “Yeah, but after you unlock it.”

And so he did, and she did her part as well, rushing to cover his eyes almost immediately when the sound of the door being unlocked bounced in the air around them. She asked him again if he could see anything before he stepped forward, and he used all his honesty when he answered her with a ‘no’.

“Make sure you give the right instructions or we’ll both fall,” he told her with his grin breaking on his face, her hands pressed over his closed eyes.

“Trust me,” she giggled. “Okay, go ten big steps forward.” And he took ten big steps forward as she had instructed before she chuckled. “Make another three.” And on his third step, she gasped and laughed, “Wait, wait, wait, I change my mind. One step backward.”

He lived in that apartment for a little over three years, and he hadn’t changed the positions of everything not because he didn’t want to, but because he thought he wouldn’t do a great job in it –although the first time he had invited Chaeyoung into his house she had complimented him – and that he was lazy.

He could pretty much tell that he was standing near the television, and on the right side of him would be the coffee table. And so he took one step backward like how she ordered him to do, with some prediction that the one step he took would avoid him the coffee table if she was to ask him to move in that direction.

Just like what he had in mind, Chaeyoung asked to turn to the right, telling him to go forward by taking three steps and after that, she told him to step sideways to the left. First, it was one step. Then she told him to take another step to the left. And then, it was ‘one more tiny little bit to the left’ and that made him chuckle.

“What’s al