On the way home, Jungkook’s as someone who can never hide his feelings, his excitement was pouring out of like sunshine and giddy, he could not help but glance over at Jimin, feeling shy. Still wrapping the thought of being with Jimin, he finally got Jimin to confess his feelings to him, he was feeling on top of the world but amidst his excitement for something new, he could not shake off the feeling of fear and doubt. Everything felt too good to be true, trying to figure out who the real Jimin is was something overtaking his mind, he sighs and glances at him. Jimin’s eyes forward, focusing on the driving, does he really like me? wonders Jungkook, gazing at him, Jimin turns around and catches his eyes,

“I have something on my face?” he teases, as he turns back to the road, Jungkook guffs, shrugging his shoulders, he turns and looks out the window, trying not to overthink things, he smiles to himself. Jimin turns the corner at his house and parks the car, they glance at each other, Jungkook smiles at him, and Jimin smiles back, so does this mean we are together? Wonders Jungkook as he stares at him, Jimin clears his throat,

“So…I’ll see you tomorrow,” he says,

“Um, yeah, I’ll see you tomorrow,” says Jungkook, unbuckling his seatbelt, as he was about to get off the car, Jimin grabs his forearm slightly, Jungkook turns to look at him. Jimin smiles staring into his eyes as if he can read Jungkook’s thoughts,

“I’ll call you later,” says Jimin, Jungkook nods his head, feeling assured that everything was going to be alright. His heart beating against his chest, so loud, he can hear it in his head, he leans over and pecks a kiss on his cheek and quickly gets out of the car, closing the door behind him, leaving him stunned, he waves at Jimin, who waves back at him. He watches Jimin as he drives away, disappearing into the corner, before throwing his hands up in the air, ready to scream, his heart racing and stomach in a knot. He opens the door to his house and walks in, no one seemed to be home, he goes up to his room, tossing his backpack on the floor before falling on the bed, laughing and wiggling around.

“Jiminie-hyung I love you!” he shouts, arms wide open and throws his hand, as mature as he acts, he could not help but let his inner child out, filled with happiness, he could shout to the world, he opens his eyes, staring at the ceiling, replaying everything that happened today, feeling surreal.

At Dinner, Jungkook had his phone beside him, he has been waiting all day for Jimin’s call. He glances at the phone, oblivious to everything, he sighs disappointed as the phone remained silent.

“Something important in that phone?” asks his sister, “You’ve been staring at it for a minute now?”

 Jungkook looks up at her, realizing he was in the living room with his sister and dad, he glances at his dad who smiles at him, Jungkook smiles back at him, feeling shy, he picks up a spoonful of pasta and shoves it in his mouth, to avoid answering any questions. He glances back at his sister, who rolls her eyes, going back to eating. The song Bedroom Floor by Liam Payne starts to play as his phone vibrates on the table, he puts his spoon down, grabbing the phone, a huge grin on his face, he stares at the phone with Jimin’s name popping out.

“Thanks for dinner,” he says, quickly getting up and rushing out of the dining room. He opens the door to his room, shutting it, he takes a deep breath,

“Hello,” he says, sitting down on the bed,

“Hey,” answers Jimin, “Sorry it took me awhile to call.”

Jungkook laughs, “It’s fine,” he replies, “What’s up?”

“Um, I just got my break, I’m at work” replies Jimin, “What’re you doing?”

Is he at work? Thought Jungkook getting quiet for a second, he clears his throat, “Just finished eating dinner, did you eat?” It gets quiet for a minute, he can hear Jimin’s voice and another person, but it was not clear,

“Um, give me a second,” says Jimin, Jungkook stares at the phone and puts back on his ear, he can hear chattering and laughter’s, I wonder who he is talking to?

“Sorry,” says Jimin, getting back on the phone, Jungkook laughs,

“It’s fine,” he replies,

“My friends are going out for dinner, they wanted to know if I wanted to join them but I’m not hungry, I already ate.”

The phone call went on for thirty minutes, Jimin had an hour break and he spent most of it talking to Jungkook. Talking about what they ate, seeing each other tomorrow, just everyday conversation and yet Jungkook could not help but smile throughout the call. He wanted the phone call to last forever and was sadden when Jimin had to hang up and go back to work, he hesitantly said bye to him as he slowly hangs up the phone. With no homework to do, he decides to play Overwatch on his computer, the door opens, he turns around and it was his sister,

“You left so quickly for dinner,” she says, “I made banana ice cream.” She hands him the bowl with frozen banana and ice cream with chocolate poured on top of it with a spoon, Jungkook smiles and takes the bowl. He picks up a spoonful of ice cream and shoves it in his mouth, the taste of cold banana and ice cream melted on his tongue,

“Thanks,” he says, his sister stares at him, arms crossed, suspiciously,

“Hmm,” she says, Jungkook looks at her, confused,

“What?”

“Was it Jimin who called you?” Jungkook coughs almost choking on a piece of banana for swallowing to fast, he stares at his sister,

“How do you know?”

“Hmm,” she says, “It was pretty obvious, your face lite up as soon as the phone rang.” Jungkook glares at her before laughing, shaking his head, he was never good at hiding his feelings,

“So, what’s going on with you two?”

“None of your business,” replies Jungkook, putting the bowl down, going back to his game, his sister smacks him on the back of the head,

“Ow!” he exclaims, turning to her, “What was that about?”

“Come on, tell me,” she says, glaring at him, Jungkook sighs,

“Why do I have to update you on my life?”

“Cause’ I’m nosey,” she replies with a smirk, “Now tell me.” Jungkook glares at her, knowing very well how persistent she can be, he sighs, giving in, he turns around to face,

“I asked him to go out with me and he accepted,” he replies, his sister breaks out in a huge grin like he just told her she won the lottery. She pats him on the head and he shoves her head away,

“That’s adorable,” she says, “My little brother is finally growing up.”

“But…” says Jungkook his voice trailing out, “Does this mean we are together?”

“Well, I mean, he wouldn’t accept it if he did not want to be with you?” she replies, Jungkook gets quiet, in his own thoughts, he understands what his sister is saying but he still could not shake off the feelings of doubt, Does Jimin really like him? The things he heard from Yugyeom from the first time he told him he liked Jimin rush in his mind alongside the thought of Jimin breaking up with Mike’s cousin because he was bored. He sighs, wondering what exactly kind of person Jimin is, which one was the real him? The one everyone describes or the one he sees every day? His sister snaps her fingers in front of his face, bringing him out of his thoughts,

“What’s got you so worried?” she asks, taking a serious tone, Jungkook sighs staring at his sister,

“Nothing, just too much on my mind, is it possible for someone to be mean and nice?” His sister stares at him puzzled,

“What do you mean?”

“Jimin-hyung, he is complicated and impossible to understand sometimes, his moods are crazy, one minute he can be the sweetest person and the next you can break your heart without a second thought,” says Jungkook, “Like the Jimin I know is caring and I feel like he puts up that cold act but other times, I just don’t know what to think.” His sister sighs, looking at him, she smiles,

“Can I ask you something?” she asks, staring at him in the eyes,

“What?”

“Why do you like him?”

Jungkook stares at her, he never really thought about why he is in love with Jimin, he has been captivated by him since the day on the field last semester, his angelic face, his eyes, and lips, everything about Jimin made his heart skip a beat but aside from his beautiful face, Jimin’s cute personality and height are reasons he is in love with him. He loves the cute expression he does when he is in deep thought or occupied with something, like puckering his lips or moving his head as if he is listening to music when he is not. Even though he can be cute, there are moments when Jimin irritates him, like when he ignores him or says things he does not mean like he did earlier on the school roof. Jungkook smiles and looks at his sister, wondering what answer she is excepting to hear,

“Do you think it’s possible for teenagers to be in love?” he asks staring at her, his sister guffs,

“Well, why not, love has no age,” she says, “If you’re in love with Jimin, then you’re in love with him.”

“Everything,” says Jungkook turning back to his computer,

“What?” asks his sister, confused,

“You asked why I like him? It’s because of his laughter, his smile, his annoyance, everything, the first time I heard him laugh and smile, he reminded me of mom, so full of life.”

“Wow, that’s beautiful,” she says, Jungkook rolls his eyes, glued to the computer, his sister pats him on the head. He can hear her footsteps as she opens the door and closes it behind her.

It was Friday, Jimin was sitting facing Jungkook, they arrived at school early and decided to go straight to class, there were only two other students aside from the teacher. The morning sun glistens through the window and silence fills the classroom aside from indistinct chattering from them. Jungkook smiles at Jimin who was telling him about the drama that happened at work, even though Jungkook was attentively listening to him, his eyes are busy scanning every inch of his face, wondering how he can so handsome and beautiful at the same time, so mesmerizing. Jimin’s eyes sparkled as he rumbled on about the two-people caught stealing at work and how they had to get a whole speech about it, Jungkook smiles at him, his eyes lowered down from Jimin’s lips, down to his collared shirt, with his silver necklace aligning his neck, his eyes lift back to his face. He gazes at him, wanting to pull him and kiss his soft pink lips but he knows he cannot since he agreed to keep their relationship discreet. Jimin slightly hits him on the shoulder bringing him out of his gaze, 

“What?” says Jungkook, staring at him,

“You’re not even listening to me,” says Jimin, pouting at him. Jungkook chuckles,

“I’m listening,” he says. Jimin smirks at him suspiciously, “I’m listening, you were talking about how one of your friends went off to the others or something.” Jimin laughs, biting his lips.

As the class starts to be filled with students and Jimin’s friends walk in class, Jimin winks at Jungkook, making him blush before turning to the front of the class. Jungkook chuckles, looking around to make sure no one noticed them, but he realizes he is being paranoid, no one was paying attention to them. He laughs, shaking his head, he takes out his notebook and prepares for a class as the tardy bells start to ring.

“Hey,” says Rachel smiling at him,

“Hey,” replies Jungkook smiling back at her as his eyes slightly glance at Jimin who was taking out a notebook. I wonder if she knows we’re dating? Wonders Jungkook. As the bell rings, Mrs. Jasmine as usual stands in front of her class, leaning against her table. As soon as she takes attendance she dives into what she has planned for the class, they are going to finish off learning about the art of clay crafting and sculpture. She went to turn on her projector for the PowerPoint and starts lecturing as the students start to take notes.

As the class was coming to end, Mrs. Jasmine started handing out the guideline for their new project since they finished the lecture on crafting and sculpture, but it was an individual project because they must go buy some of the materials themselves. They are doing clay sculpture and to make things interesting she is allowing them to pick anything they wanted to sculpt. Jimin turns around, making a face at Jungkook as he hands him the papers. He smiles at him, taking the stack of papers, grabbing one for himself and handing the others to the guy behind him. His eyes scan the guideline, hmm this should be fun. Choose whatever we want to sculpt using clay. He smiles, excited to start the project, finally something he is looking forward. The bell rings and Mrs. Jasmine wraps up the class and lets them, he gazes at Jimin who was putting his stuff away as his friends wait for him, wanting with him to class but remembering to his promise. He sighs as he picks up his backpack, watching Jimin join his friends.

“Coming?” says Rachel, Jungkook stares at her, confused, he follows her gaze and he realizes Jimin was walking towards him,

“Let’s go,” says Jimin, Jungkook grins and nods his head as they join his friends. Rachel and Sasha to busy chattering as Liam held on to Rachel’s hand, silently listening to them. Jungkook glances Jimin who was laughing alongside his friends, walking alongside each other, Jimin’s hand brushes against Jungkook, causing his heart to race at the slight touch. He stares at Jimin who seemed oblivious that their hands were brushing against each other with each step, he smiles, it’s normal for two people to gravitate towards each other when they are attracted to each other.

“What do you think?” says Rachel, looking at him,

“Huh?” says Jungkook, he was in his own thoughts, he completely shut everything around off, he glances at Jimin who just shrugs his shoulders,

“I wasn’t really paying attention,” replies Jungkook. Sasha and Rachel glance at each other for a minute before bursting out laughing, Jungkook stares at them puzzled.

They reach the class and Jungkook stares at them, “You guys have the same class?”

“Yeah, well we are seniors,” replies Jimin, “We picked all our classes with each other, except for Bambam, he decided to take all advanced classes.” He laughs staring at Jungkook, Rachel, Sasha, and Liam walk in the class, leaving Jimin outside with Jungkook.

“You should hurry up to class,” says Jimin, “It would if you are late.” Jungkook nods his head but stood still, his mind telling him he needs to leave but his feet stood firm, not making any movement, Jimin smiles at him, Jungkook stares at him as he looks around the hallways. He takes Jungkook’s hand, caressing it,

“I’ll see you at lunch,” he says squeezing his hand as if to tell him not to worry about anything and head to class, Jungkook smiles as Jimin walks away to his class. He watches him as Jimin opens the door, he turns and waves at him and closes the door behind him. Jungkook takes a deep breath, turning around and heading to class, a bell rings, he listens to it attentively before realizing it was the tardy bell.

“!” he shouts, his class was on the other side of the building and the tardy bell was already ringing. He starts to run to class, he has Literature and the English class was on the other side of the science classes which is what Jimin had. Jungkook grips his backpack straps as he runs through the classroom, as athletic as he was, he had no problem running and as he dashes to his classroom, he had to stop when he sees a teacher who would most likely scold him for running in the hallway. He reaches his class a few seconds before the tardy bell stopped running, he swings the door open, his throat was parched and heart pounds against his chest. He takes a deep breath, realizing that everyone’s eyes are on him, feeling embarrassed. He runs his fingers through his hair and silently walks to his desk, trying not to make eye contact with anyone especially the teacher.

The school was going faster than usual, it was already lunchtime, as he walks to the cafeteria, he runs into Yugyeom who came up behind him and trying to scare him but was disappointed as Jungkook was not a jumpy person. He glares at Yugyeom who had his arm around his shoulder, who was an inch taller than Jungkook. Jungkook annoyed pushes him away,

“So, what’s going on with you and Jimin?” asks Yugyeom, Jungkook stares at him, wondering why he was asking such a random question,

“What would be going on between us?” he replies defensively, he clears his throat as Yugyeom stares at him suspiciously,

“Well, did you finally confess to him about your feelings or are you over him, we barely see you anymore?” asks Yugyeom, glaring at him. Jungkook sighs, staring at him, remember that Jimin told him it was okay to tell his close friends, but they just had to be discreet, he hates keeping Yugyeom in the dark, they have always shared everything about themselves to each other. He stares at him,

“I’ll tell you later,” says Jungkook, “Want coming over for some game?”  Yugyeom smiles,

“Of course, it’s been awhile since I kicked your ,” he replies laughing, Jungkook guffs in disbelieve,

“Yeah right,” he retorts, “I always beat your .”

Jungkook was in his last period class, another art class but it was more lecturing than hands-on like his advanced art class, learning about famous artists and their contributions, Jungkook couldn’t help but yawn. His eyes scan the classroom and lands on the time, about fifteen more minutes until he gets to go home. He sighs, it’s going to be long fifteen minutes. His eyes go back to the screen with pictures on it, his phone vibrates in his pocket, ticking his leg, he looks around and at the teacher and takes out his phone. Sitting in the back of the class, it was no problem for students to use their phones, it was a common thing, students sit in the back just to use their phones. He clears his throat and unlocks his phone, it was a message from Jimin, he smiles, reading the message, it read, “So bored, what class are you in?” Jungkook smiles, checking for the teacher before replying, “About to fall asleep in art class, not going home for your open period? Where are you?” He clicks send, puts the phone back in his pockets, looking at the screen, in a minute the phone vibrates again, “I have to take you home, hanging out at the school roof” reads the message. Jungkook smiles, feeling touched but at the same time feeling bad for making him wait, today was the last day of their bet, that they made when Jimin lost the game, and he must drive Jungkook to and from school for a week. “Feeling bad should’ve gone home, I have a way to go home,” he types back. Staring at the phone waiting for a reply, “It’s not a problem, I don’t work today, besides I want to see you.”

Jungkook chuckles obliviously to the teacher standing beside him,

“Ahem," says the teacher, Jungkook clenches his teeth, he looks up,

“Phone,” says the teacher, Jungkook sighs, handing her his phone, feeling annoyed that he completely forgot to check for the teacher, laughter’s and giggling fills the classroom as the teacher walks away with his phone. He watches her as she puts it on her desk for him to get it after class, Jimin is going to think I’m ignoring him.

After school, when the bell rings, he quickly walked to the teachers’ desk to get his phone, but he had to hear her speak on using phones in class. As soon as she handed him his phone back, he opened to see if Jimin wrote anything else but there was nothing, he sighs disappointed, hoping Jimin does not mind. He walks out of the classroom and to his surprise, he sees Jimin standing outside of the classroom waiting for him, Jungkook quickly walks up to him,

“Sorry,” he says, “My teacher confiscated my phone.” Jimin stares at him before bursting out laughing,

“What?”

“Who gets caught using their phones in class,” mocks Jimin, Jungkook rolls his eyes,

“Whatever,” he replies, pouting “It’s your fault, I was late to class in the morning and now my phone got taken away, all in the same day.” Jimin’s mouth slightly opens, getting ready for protests but he just sighs, gazing at him, not caring about the students walking pass them.

“What?” asks Jungkook, looking around, unable to keep his gaze, Jimin smiles at him, gaze so soft, Jungkook had to look up at him again, not wanting to drop his eyes for a moment,

“You’re so cute when you pout,” says Jimin, Jungkook bites his lips to keep from smiling, looking away as he starts to walk, not wanting Jimin to see him blush, his face, ears, and arms burning with shyness as he clenches his teeth to keep from smiling. His stomach becoming a dome with butterflies swarming around in it, to make matters worse, Jimin wraps his arm around his shoulder, surprising Jungkook, but since he was shorter than Jungkook by few inches, he was hanging off him, causing him to lean over. Jungkook slightly pushes him away, knowing that he is only doing that to , Jimin laughs, walking side by side,

“What’re you doing tomorrow?” asks Jimin, Jungkook turns to look at him, blank,

“Nothing,” replies Jungkook, “What’s up?”

“Let’s go out,” replies Jimin, smiling at him,

“Like a date?” asks Jungkook, stunned at what he was hearing, Jimin glances at him, silent for a second, before nodding his head. Jungkook grins,

“Okay,” he replies, excited like a child who was given his favorite piece of candy.