Talented, energetic, weird.

Those are just a few words to describe him.

Charming, loving, helpful.

He was more than just all that.

He was your better half, your partner in crime, your best friend. A golden child, super talented in singing, dancing and rapping.

His name, is Jeon Jungkook. And he is the love of your life.

You remember exactly how it all happened, how such feelings came to be. It was a rocky road, but you’ve got to thank ice cream for being the solution to your problem.

It all started on a Saturday morning, 10:47 AM to be exact. You hadn’t seen this boy in so long, of course you would miss him. The plan for the day was to hang out with him at his dorm and his  area since you were visiting. You two were originally from Busan. Busan babies is what your parents would call the both of you.

Your mom was best friends with his mom and dad since she always brought her cooking over to them. Almost every weekend, you were forced to go over to his house and play with him since you were too young to stay home alone at the time. That all started when you were about 6 and still shy around other people. Especially boys. There were always boys with cooties at your school and it was rather unpleasant to be around them. Then again, you believed almost anything when you were that age. But this was the first boy you had encountered that didn’t seem like he was going to pull your hair or make fun of you. The first time you met him, it was a little awkward—or actually, really awkward. His mom told him to share his toys with you but he was being really fussy and a brat so that led to a bad first impression. You stuck by your mom’s side the whole time until she finally grew tired of you clutching on her new jeans and insisted that you play with Jungkook.

“It’ll be fun,” she said.

Well she lied. Big time.

You had walked over to him and sat down across from him with your arms crossed, trying to avoid all eye contact with him. He ignored you and kept playing with his toy cars while bobbing his head to the music in the background. You glared at him from the edge of your eyes,  secretly hoping that he would play with you. But instead, he revved up his toy cars and pushed in random directions, with one accidentally tapping your calf. Your eyes dropped down to the toy in front of you, noticing the accident. You couldn’t think straight. Nothing but odd thoughts drifted through your mind. Then, Jungkook immediately snatched it back and pretended like nothing happen. You threw on a pout and internally gave a fit at the mean kid in front of you. But then that anger changed into sadness and you just gave up all hope on trying to play with this stubborn little boy. But despite his young age, he could tell how grumpy you were feeling after he did his little incident. So, unexpectedly, you felt a little bump hit your foot. As you looked over to who or what did that, your pout formed into a face a confusion, making you look up at Jungkook. But unfortunately, he looked away. And so you play with the toy car that once again bumped into you. A few minutes later, you finally heard an unrecognized voice.

“Wanna trade?”

You were sure it wasn’t a girl’s voice, even though it was rather high pitched. You naturally turned your head to the boy and saw him looking super shy with his eyes narrowed towards the floor. You picked up your toy and carefully handed it over to him. Slowly, but surely he gave you his with the same expression he had on his face. You felt the same way too, fumbled and excited yet anxious. You didn’t know anything about this kid, why were you so afraid?

He had this look on his face, something kinda like a confused yet happy face. Was he happy?

So you gave him a blank stare with a neutral tone and said, “Hi.”

He stuttered, “Uh-uh.. hi..”

There was still discomfort in the conversation.

“What’s your name..?” you asked him shyly.

He mumbled and you couldn’t hear a thing.

“What?”

He mumbled again.

“I don’t understand…”

“JUNG. KOOK.” he said rather louder than you expected.

“Oh..” you replied, still a little surprised.

“Yeah..” he said.

“Uh.. I’m.. _________. Yeah..”

There was nothing majorly life-threatening about the situation but you could feel your heart ready to pound its way out. For the next few minutes, you two were silent, not a single word spoken. You didn’t know what to say, and thankfully, someone came to the rescue.

Your mom and his walked over to the both of you, giving you a smile as she noticed the two of you playing.

“_________, we’re going to go now ok?”

You nodded your head and pushed yourself up and off the carpet, then stuck by your mom’s side as you two walked out. But for some reason, you couldn’t help but stare back at Jungkook who was uninterested and continued to play with his toys until his mom took him away.

Both you and your mom headed back over to your place and she decided to ask a question that made your goosebumps pop.

“How was playing with your new friend?”

“He’s.. not my friend.”

“But, you two played together.”

“No, we just had cars.”

She smiled nonetheless, “Well, did my baby girl have fun?”

“I’m not a baby, mom! I’m already 6 and a half!”

“Well, you’re still my baby!” she chuckled.

From then on, you had been seeing Jungkook more and more often, and not just from times where your mom brought you along with her. There were moments where when you were just walking around the neighborhood that he would be outside of his house, playing with his toys over and over again. You wanted to say hi every now and then but something inside of you just stirred and made a mess. It felt like something was buzzing inside. And you doubted that it was just something you ate. But then, as they two of you got older, you also attended the same schools, elementary and middle. As for high school, he only went to his first year since after that, he enrolled into Big Hit Entertainment, which didn’t surprise you at all. If he wasn’t playing with his toys or with his friends, he was always practicing for days and nights. Some even said that he never sleeps, but you knew that he was bound to knock out sometime. There were even moments where he was too tired to even hang out with you. And to you, that meant so much. For years, you had no idea, not a single clue on why he meant so much to you.

“He’s just a friend. My friend. My, best friend.”

But words can only mean so much.

—

You were on your way to a place where he decided you two should meet up since you weren’t too familiar with the way Seoul was, it was a little different from Busan but he was the one who lived there, not you. You took the subway from your area to the specific destination. You listened to your favorite songs on your music player, including his pre-debut ones. Whenever you heard his singing, you felt butterflies and couldn’t help but smile. It took about an hour or more, you weren’t keeping track, you were just hoping that he remembered your meetup. Time passed by slower than you thought, maybe you were just that excited. He was your childhood friend that you were attracted to for god knows how long. But it was all worth waiting for.

You got off at your stop and walked around Seoul slowly while texting Jungkook—you were more than grateful that he still had the same number and kept yours.

He texted you, “Where are you?”

You replied, “I don’t know.. there’s an ice cream parlor here.”

“What’s it’s called?”

“Uh.. Baskins Robbins..”

That didn’t help, there’s were a ton of Baskin Robbins in Seoul but somehow you felt like it was the right spot. While waiting for him to text back, you looked around the area, not stepping too far from the Baskin Robbins, so you wouldn’t get too lost. You tried to call Jungkook but he wouldn’t pick up the first time, and the second time you couldn’t hear it, it was way too crowded where you were. You decided to go inside of the ice cream parlor and sit down first since it was barely busy in there. You waited and waited for him to reply back via text but still nothing, so you began to lose faith in him actually coming.

“He probably got called in for practice or something..” you said as you leaned on your hand.

You thought that there was no point in going back to Busan so you decided to just chill around Seoul for a bit, maybe even shop for some new clothes. You were about to order ice cream before you left but then a waiter came by and placed a small bowl of ice cream in front of you. You looked up at him confused, “I didn’t order anything..”

He smiled and said, “Someone ordered it for you.”

You looked beyond the waiter’s shoulder and saw a tall boy standing at the counter with a vanilla ice cream cone with sprinkles. His hair was perfectly combed and styled and his outfit had an original feeling to it.

“Him..?” you asked the waiter, to which he replied with a nod.

The boy turned around and you were amazed, ecstatic, just completely thrilled with happiness. He walked towards you as the waiter walked away to leave you two alone. He smiled and you couldn’t stop with yours. He sat down and you felt speechless to see him right in front of you.

But somehow your lips uttered out a quiet mumble, “I missed you..”

“What?” he asked.

“Uh—Hi!”

“Do you know who I am?”

You bit your lips, “I hope so..”

“Oh.. well.. I’m looking for a pretty girl named __________. I was supposed to meet her here.”

You awkwardly raised your hand, “My.. my name is _________..”

“Oh? And why are you here?”

“I’m.. supposed to meet my friend.”

“What’s his name?”

You were still nervous and shy, so you mumbled, “Jeon Jungkook.”

He gasped playfully, “That’s my name! Maybe.. you’re who I’m looking for!”

Those cheesy words made you flutter internally, leaving you once again, speechless.

“Do you like the ice cream?”

You nodded with a yes.

“It’s your favorite flavor right? I think that’s what you told me..”

You smiled gracefully, “Yeah, it’s my favorite. Thank you.”

He smiled back, “Do you remember me?”

You were still hesitant and unable to believe anything at that moment.

“Jungkook?”

“Well, I told you, that’s my name,” he chuckled, “I mean, do you know anything about me?

Was it really him?

“Are you from BTS?”

He nodded and let out a short laugh, making you feel more comfortable around him.

“Then, you must be the same boy who always knocked on my door to go dance with him.. right? The same person who wouldn’t share his toys? And who always needed help in school because he was always sleeping?”

Jungkook smiled even bigger and you did the same. It felt heart twinkling to reminisce all of that.

He nodded, “Yeah. So then, you are the girl who always ate my lunch. The one that kept building puzzles every time I came by. The one who didn’t help me in school and just let me copy?”

You smirked because you knew it was the truth and so did he. There wasn’t much to say, you two were just very quiet and awkwardly sitting across from each other. Was it a first date? Were they usually this uncomfortable? He tried to bring up some small talk and the two of you reminisced about the past and what was currently going on, which took up enough time for the both of you to finish your ice cream. When you two left the parlor, a big gust of wind hit you from the back and you nearly fell onto the concrete if it wasn’t for the fact that Jungkook caught you unexpectedly. You laid in his arms for a couple of seconds as you stared into his eyes and wondered if you were in a dream or not.

“Are you ok?” he asked cautiously.

And to that, you nodded and felt like an idiot.

He carried you up and helped you brushed yourself.

“So.. what now?” you asked as another gust of wind smacked your hair into your face.

Jungkook laughed and brushed your hair behind your ear, making your insides twist around from such a caress. You slowly let out a heavy sigh as an attempt to calm yourself down. He suggested to go back to his place since it wasn’t too far and it was getting cold. You didn’t have much money on you so he decided to pay your first bus ticket and you pay for yours on the way back. On the bus, you felt yourself tensing up from how close he was sitting next to you. It was a lot hotter than it was before, even with the wind still somehow blowing in your face. You were in a daze the whole ride there, just staring out at the window as Jungkook watched you, but he felt a little disappointed. He thought that you had to do so much just to meet him; take several bus trips, spend a lot of money on the tickets, experience the discomfort of random Koreans possibly bugging you for anything. And you weren’t exactly a young adult yet so you seemed a lot more  vulnerable in his eyes. He did poke you often during the ride, which somehow you gave no reaction to. It wasn’t exactly a boring ride, just a thoughtless ride.

“___________,” Jungkook said as you poked you one last time.

You looked at him, awaken from your session of zoning out into Seoul, “Hmm?”

He smiled, liking how cute you looked with your somewhat blank expression.

“We’re here."

You looked out and saw a bunch of apartment buildings to both your left and right, shocked by how high they were and how close to the sky they seemed.

“Come on, let’s go." Jungkook invited.

You followed him from behind, getting off the bus with a little bit of dizziness from moving too fast.

He chuckled, “Are you alright?"

You smiled and lightly shook your head, “Mhmm! Let’s just hurry before it gets too cold, yeah?"

He grabbed a hold onto your hand and you panicked over such a thing.

“What’s he doing?!" you thought to yourself with your heart beating like a drum.

"The streets are very busy, so we have to be very careful!" he answered. Perhaps he could read minds.

You felt tingles between your fingers, realizing that it was from the excitement rushing through your veins. Sadly, the feeling ended a lot sooner than you hoped. You both crossed the street fast to avoid the red light that stops you from walking on the crosswalk. His apartment building wasn’t too far so you didn’t know whether to feel lucky or unlucky. He walked you over to his building where you were unable to hold in your anticipation of possibly seeing his fellow members. You two entered the elevator and exited on his floor, then walked straight to his dorm without a single word coming from either one of you. He whipped out his key and just before he pushed the key in to unlock it, he looked back and sweetly smiled at you, being excited for the both of you. When he pushed the door open, you expected to see six other boys lounging around the house but it was completely silent and empty, like no one was in there for the whole day. Well.. the dishes weren’t done so you had to believe someone was there. Jungkook called out to see if anyone was home, he couldn’t tell from just looking at the shoes because there were just that many pairs.

And yet not a single response from anyone.

“I guess they’re all out.” he said as he smiled at you.

You weren’t too sure if you were supposed to be happy about that or not.  

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom, you can go in our room and pick out something warmer, ok?”

You nodded with a semi-blank face again and watched him head off in a different direction from you. With his permission, you eagerly shuffled your feet into their bedroom and peeped in  for a second to make sure that no one was secretly sleeping their off. Luckily, Jungkook was right. You two were both house, alone. And that struck you right in the brain. Alone. So many things could happen between two people who are in a private place, alone. You picked through their clothes as careful as possible, trying not to rummage through the already existing mess and make it worse. You picked out a simple sweater and wore it over your outfit. It made you look a lot shorter than you needed to be. For some reason, it was dress-up time for you and you instantly felt like a member of BTS, singing and dancing to their songs while hoping that Jungkook wouldn’t catch you—or anyone to catch you actually. But for some reason, you had gotten way too excited and sang and dance with all your heart.

“Why are you shaking my heart~” you sang as you rocked your body to the choreography. (Introduction of “Boy In Luv” - Taehyung’s part).

There was a snickering coming from behind that was ready to burst out into insane laughter, and of course, you had heard such a thing and panicked, turned around and nearly flipped out over the reaction from an observer. You screamed from the top of your lungs and begged for the moment to just be unreal. Jungkook was grinning until he noticed what you were wearing and his heart suddenly strangled his lungs, forcing him to be unable to speak.

“What’s.. wrong?” you asked out of confusion and concern.

“That shirt..”

You tugged on it and pulled it down, “Yeah, what about it?”

He gulped, “I don’t like it..”

You raised an eyebrow, “But I’ve seen you wear this shirt on one of your twitter pictures—”

“I don’t like it.”

You clenched your body together. You had never seen this side of Jungkook, nor had you ever wanted to. He was upset for something you didn’t understand. What was wrong with the shirt? It seems like it would fit his current style. Whenever the case was, you knew that there was way more to his story than just, “I don’t like it.” His fists were tight and his eyebrows were furrowed. It wasn’t just scary, it was frightening. He looked as if he was ready to beat someone up and unfortunately, you were the only one in the dorm. You were holding in your breath as you walked farther and farther back and away from him until you hit the beds and sat down on the bottom mattress in fear.

“Jungkook..” you said shakily.

You hands naturally moved towards the closest object in hopes of it saving you. You didn’t know what was in your hand but you held it up to Jungkook with your head turned away from him and your eyes closed shut to avoid seeing what he was going to do. And after a few seconds of just holding it up, you had felt nothing touch you, nothing broken beside you, no cry or yell from anybody. Slowly, you lifted your head up and looked at Jungkook who gave you a shocking reaction. His eyes were wide open and his lips were parted; as for his body, it was no longer tensed up but sort of relaxed. You looked at him, then your eyes drifted towards what he was looking at, the object in your hand. Your reaction was almost as surprised as his, it amazed you what you held in your hand.

“Jungkook..”

He didn’t respond.

“Jungkook..” you repeated.

“Yeah…?”

You had no words to say and pushed yourself off the bed and onto him, giving him the biggest, warmest, most tender hug known to mankind, and slowly, he wrapped his arms around you as well, still in a daze from what you were doing.

You softly whispered in his ear, “I can’t believe you have this..”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

It was the most important thing in your guys’ relationship. The piece of jewelry signified how close and dear you were to each other. It was the 10 year old friendship bracelet from the first few weeks you two began to know each other, still in the same condition it was when you first made it for him.

You let go of him and stared at his face with small tears forming at the edges of your eyes, “But why? Did you want to stay friends with me for so long?”

“No..”

Your heart broke in half just from that one word. He didn’t want to be your friend? You felt stupid for even having to fall for him in the first place. You didn’t know how painful having such feelings could be.

“Then… why did you want to see you?”

“I wanted to hang out with you, I miss hanging out with you.”

“But you just said that you didn’t want to be friends with me!”

You yelled at him, you never yelled at him like that before, with your voice breaking and your heart constricting itself from inside your burning chest. Did he deserve to know what was going on? Or was it just some nightmare you couldn’t accept as reality?

You had only one thought on your mind, and that was to explain yourself, all of yourself.

“Jungkook..” you said shakily.

“___________.. why are you crying?”

You wanted to say it but you couldn’t.

“___________, what’s wrong?”

“…..”

“Tell me.”

“You’re what’s wrong.”

“What do you mean? How? What did I do?!”

“You asked for me to come all the way from Busan so we could hang out but then this happened and it just ruined everything! Not just this day, or this friendship but my…” you sighed, “Forget it.”

You shoved him with your shoulder as you angrily tried to leave his dorm.

But then he shouted out, “Wait! At least let me explain!”

You bit your lip, but you wouldn’t turn around.

“__________,” he said softly as he walked towards you, “That’s not what I meant. I don’t want to just be friends with you. I’m tired of it.”

He did it again, he hurt you again. You wanted to leave right away but he grabbed onto your wrist and pulled you in close for you to hear his beating heart.

“I’m scared.. __________. That’s what I mean.”

You looked up at him with frightened eyes, “What..?”

“I said I’m scared.”

“Scared of what?”

“You. Or what’s going to happen with you.”

“With me? Nothing’s going on, I’m still here.”

“I don’t want you to get hurt from some guy.”

Your eyes widened.

He sighed, “I don’t want to let you walk away into the arms of some guy who will hurt you.”

“And what are you doing now then?”

“I’m scared and jealous ok! \We live so far from each other, I never know if some guy is going to take you away and do terrible things to you..”

“Take me away? You think I’m going to get kidnapped? Jungkook… I can defend myself.”

“I don’t want to see you with someone else!”

“Then who else is there?!”

“Me! Just me! Only me!” he yelled at the top of his lungs.

His volume scared you, leaving you speechless.

“I want you to only have me.. and I want to have only you.. ___________.”

“Jungkook..”

He sounded so exasperated with his sigh as he closed his eyes. And you took that chance to do something that could be done only once in a lifetime.

You pulled him close and down to you, cupped his face with your soft hands and pressed as hard as you could with your lips onto his, suddenly feeling those teardrops finally let loose.

It wasn’t a dream, it wasn’t a nightmare.

It was finally a reality.

You felt your entire body heat up as his lips caressed yours in such a gentle fashion. You could feel his heart beating against his chest when he embraced you as tight as he could.

As the two of you both took your lips off each other, you gazed into each other’s twinkling eyes with adrenaline rushing through your veins.

“Then I’ll only be yours.” you sang smoothly.

He was just about ready to pull you in for another kiss until the front door  unlocked and grabbed the both of yours attention. Another boy stood at the door with 5 others behind him. They were surprised to see you as you were to see them.

“Is that…” you started off.

“Is that my shirt?!” a deep, rough voice yelled from the right.

You gulped and nervously chuckled while giving an awkward wave, “Haha.. hi.. guys.”

It was the rest of BTS standing in front of you and Jungkook with shocked faces at the both of you.

“Care to explain?” asked Rap Monster.

“Yeah! Why do you have my shirt?” Taehyung constantly asked.

J-Hope cooed over the two of you while Jimin and Suga were still unable to fathom over such a scene. And eventually, Jin hoped on the same train as J-Hope and cooed over how Jungkook was finally growing up.

Jungkook introduced you to everyone then took you outside of the dorm where you two could have a little bit more privacy.

“So.. we’re not friends anymore?”

“I hope we can be something more.” Jungkook cutely mumbled.

You pecked him on the cheek, “Then we’ll be something else.”

The two of you were too shy to say the words but eventually, someone had to.

“Will you.. be my girlfriend?”

“Only if you’ll be my boyfriend.”

You two smiled happily, the feeling of exhilaration ignited inside of the both of you.

“But—! I want to know why you don’t like this shirt.”

He frowned and mumbled, so you asked him to repeat it again.

“Because.. you should be wearing my shirts, not someone else’s..”

You giggled at how cute he was and hugged him tightly, thenyou let your arms rest on his shoulders. 

“Oh! I almost forgot," he spoke.

He reached into his pocket for something small and as he opened his palm, a small toy car laid in his hand.

“For all the times we fought over my toys." 

You couldn’t help but smile at how silly he was being and thanked him with another sweet blessing from your lips. 

It was truly a dream come true.