Quick note: I used google to calculate US money totals into Korean, so if the money translation is completely wrong or weird, don't think too much about it/disregard my failed attempt :))

*The next day*

I fumbled with my eyeliner as I leaned over the counter, painfully denting my abs and struggling to apply it to my lower eyelid. Usually the noona makeup artists do my makeup for me, so I had absolutely no idea how to put it on without poking my eye out. "Here, let me help you," V offered, grabbing my brown eyeliner pencil and pulling my lower eyelid down a little. "Look up," He said, and I did as he told me to. Wow, I can't believe this kid knows more about makeup than I do.

He dragged the eyeliner along my waterline, and I tried my best not to blink but it was soo hard. Once he was done with the first one, I blinked my eyes probably a thousand times before looking into the mirror. "Not bad, Tae," I complimented, wriggling my eyebrows seductively. "Hey stop moving, I need to do the last one," He said, immediately putting me back into place. V finished my second eye and I draped my arm around him as we looked into the large mirror together. "Okay now let me do yours," I said, positioning the pencil in front of his eyes. "No way!" He cried, running out of the bathroom. 

I slumped and rested my elbows on the counter, looking up at my reflection. I opened my eyes wide and made a funny face, and I heard laughter from the doorway. "How beautiful you look, hyung," Jungkook said, amusement evident on his face. "Yah, don't laugh at me. You look better anyways," I said, walking him out to the front of the house. 

"Ooooh, and where are you two going?" Jin asked while holding a plate of dinner in his hands. "We're going on a date!" I exclaimed, draping myself over Jungkook, and he pushed me off while laughing. "Yah, stop being so sketchy," Suga said, causing the other members to laugh. I did too, even though I felt embarrassed. 

Jungkook smiled innocently, and looked at me quickly before returning his attention back to our group members. "Don't stay out too late lovebirds," Jhope called out, making a heart with his arms. "Saranghae!" He said, laughter once again erupting in the room. "Sit down," Suga called to Jhope while grinning. Before me and Jungkook exited the room, Rapmon gave me a smirk and waved. I waved back and hoped to the gods that he wouldn't tell the other members what I said last night. 

"They're a little extra, aren't they?" I asked Jungkook, staying right by his side like a little puppy. "Yeah, but they're probably just jealous you are going out with the one and only golden maknae," He responded cockily, and I pushed him playfully. Jungkook always has to boast about his status, but it's what makes him even more irresistible. "Alright, where are we going?" He asked, facing me once inside the elevator. "Hmmm," I thought while my invisible beard. "I don't know, some place that has lots of good meats," I responded hungrily, holding up an 'okay' sign with my hand. 

Jungkook cringed at my suggestion. "Meats?" He asked, his eyebrows scrunched up. "What? What's wrong with meats? You like chicken don't you?" I asked. 

"Well yeah but I don't feel like having that right now. What about a place that serves a lot of breads and cakes and... a bakery!" We both exclaimed at the same time and I lost my balance slightly as the elevator descended to the bottom floor. "Yeah that sounds good," I said, and Jungkook nodded. 

"Were gonna have to take a taxi though, cause I'm not walking all the way to a bakery," Jungkook stated as the elevator signified we were on the bottom floor. "Yeah I was just gonna say the same thing- do you have cash?" I asked as the elevator doors opened. He held up his wallet to show me and put it back into the pocket of his slacks. 

"What about we go to La Bonne Tarte? I heard that place is really good," Jungkook asked me, clinging back onto his arm as we exited the elevator and made our way to the front doors of the building. "Yeah I've heard of that place too, sounds good."

"Oh and I don't know if I complimented you on your outfit yet Kookie, it looks good," I flattered, in which Jungkook timidly brushed it off. Eh, I tried. 

~.~.~.~

I waved my arms wildly at the street in front of our building, trying to catch the attention of a passing taxi, and I immediately got one to stop. "Well that didn't take much," Jungkook commented, grabbing me and making sure I crossed the road safely. We stuffed ourselves into the backseat through the left door and buckled up. 

"No way!" The taxi driver blurted out, causing me and Jungkook to look up suddenly. "You guys are Jimin and Jungkook from BTS! Oh, anneyeonghaseyo!" He bowed to us formally and we both exchanged stunned expressions. "My granddaughters love you guys! They talk about you all day long!! C-can I have an autograph??" He asked desperately, holding out an open notebook and pen to us. 

I hesitantly took it and smiled, overlooking the writing at the top that seemed to be a random address. "What are your granddaughter's names?" I asked, looking up at him politely. "Adda, Rose, and Candy," He responded instantly and I wrote all of their names before writing out my message to them. 

"Dear Candy, Rose, and Adda, 

I heard that you are a big fan of BTS! Well that is daebak because you are invited to our future concert in June! Be sure to see us there! Fighting! ~Jimin" ^~^ 

"Okay let me sign it now," Jungkook whined, reaching for the notebook. "Oh, uh, can you take us to La Bonne Tarte please?" I asked, not exactly knowing how to get to places in taxis— Our manager usually drives us to our destinations to make sure we are safe, and I don't think he really knows me and Jungkook are out tonight. Oops..

"Yes, I can take you there. It's gonna be about a 30 minute drive, so I would advise you to get comfortable," He laughed. I tapped Jungkook's shoulder while he was writing and he looked up from his diligent focus. "The money," I whispered desperately. I wasn't sure if you were supposed to give money before or after the ride, but we weren't going anywhere yet so I just assumed now was the time. 

"No, no are you kidding? BTS, you don't have to pay me! It's my pleasure to be driving you," The taxi driver insisted, and I sighed of relief as Jungkook put the money back into his pocket, resuming his message. Finally, the taxi driver started on his way. "Here you go," Jungkook said, holding out the notebook to him. 

"Oh, yes- just place it there. Thank you," The man replied. Jungkook put it down on the middle arm rest, leaned back in his seat, and looked over to me on the left side.

"I'm gonna eat so much hyung, I'm starving," Jungkook said with a pained expression. "Me too," I replied, feeling my stomach grumble. "I bet you're not nearly as hungry as me though," He challenged. I pushed him slightly, and he pushed me back harder against my door. I laughed and smacked his shoulder out of surprise, earning a cry from Jungkook. "Ah, why'd you hit me?" He rubbed the spot I barely even touched, (okay maybe a little) and proceeded to push me again.

"Cause you always push me!" I accused. "Remember that one time you kept shoving me into the wall at MCountdown?" Jungkook's face went blank as he recalled, then he began grinning uncontrollably. 

"You started it! You pushed me way more than I pushed you," He replied devilishly, and I sighed while rolling my eyes. "Why did I say yes to this?" I complained sarcastically. "Because you love me," He responded before resting his cute little head on my shoulder. His fingers clutched onto my forearm snugly and I froze, looking down at him. Yes, I do love you Jungkook.

I held my breath for a second, closing my eyes and breathing out shakily. "I guess I can't argue with that." I patted his head awkwardly and laughed. He chuckled in response and I rested my head on top of his. 

*A while later*

The taxi driver stopped on the side of the road, in front of the Bonne La Tarte bakery. "Alright looks like this is the end of the road boys," He said, stirring me and Jungkook from our peaceful resting. I lifted my head off of Jungkook's and he let go of my arm, leaving it asleep when I got out of the car. I shook it uncomfortably as I rounded the back of the car and stepped onto the sidewalk with Jungkook. We waved to the taxi driver, "Thank you! Bye!" and walked into the bakery.

The shop's bell rung when we opened the door, and we stepped into a brightly colored pastel room. "Ahh it smells so good in here," Jungkook remarked, inhaling the strong scent of freshly baked bread. We walked over to the display case, and I looked down at the variety of circular pie-looking things sitting beautifully in rows. They were calling my name, saying "Jimin, Jimin! Buy me!"

"Anneyonghaseyo!" The store owners chimed as we came in, and we exchanged bows. 

The tarts were vast in flavors—Some pecan, some lemon and some even pumpkin flavored. "Ah I can't choose," I said, leaning over the glass case eagerly. "Then get more than one, we have enough," Jungkook responded, having overheard me. 

Jungkook's finger reached up to his mouth as he decided on what he wanted. I read the labels carefully, examining each one before finalizing my decision. "I'll have a blueberry, a pecan, and a cheesecake please?" I ordered, directing my order at the female in front of the register. 

"Yes. Okay we cut these into slices, so how many slices do you want of each?" She asked. "Just one please," I responded. "Yes sir. That will be 18398.28 won," She informed. She reached into the display case and took a slice from each desired tart, and began to hand me a plate with them on it. 

"Oh, our orders are together," Said Jungkook, and the lady looked up at him. "I know what I want now. I would like a dark chocolate chip, a blueberry, and a vanilla cream- Just one slice as well," He said, sounding well put together. I raised my eyebrows at him impressively and he smiled down at me. "Here you go, now that will be 35102.76 won." She handed him both plates and Jungkook gave her the money to pay for it. 

He handed me my tarts and walked over to one of the tables by the window. I followed him and sat down, already eating my first slice. "Oh Jungkookie this is so good try it try it," I urged, holding out my spoon with pecan tart on it. He opened his mouth and I fed it to him, watching his face carefully to see his reaction. His eyebrows scrunched for a second, but then smoothed out. "That's good," He said, and he used his spoon to take another piece off the corner of my slice. "Yah, let me have a spoonful of your chocolate chip then," I negotiated equitably. He rolled his eyes, cut off a piece of his tart and held out his spoon to me. I smiled in triumph and let his spoon into my mouth. "Mmm," I hummed, and he smiled. 

"I'm glad that we came here," Jungkook mumbled as he chewed with a mouthful of pastry and I laughed at his chipmunk face. "Jungkookie your face haha," I chuckled and went up to the counter to grab a napkin. I sat back down and wiped the chocolate off of his mouth and he bashfully the remainder off. 

"Do you think manager ssi will be mad at us for using that money?" Jungkook asked, somewhat amused by it. "Ah.. I hope not," I replied concernedly. "We have to make sure he doesn't know about it," I declared, and Jungkook nodded in response.

"I wonder what the hyungs are doing right now," he mumbled, almost as if he were thinking it but didn't mean to say it out loud. "But you're on an outing with your favorite hyung right now," I teased sarcastically. "I know," He responded, peering at me with those doe-like eyes. Ugh, he's so cute!

I happily ate spoonful after spoonful while looking at the peaceful street and starry sky through the window. A couple walked together, holding each other close while the street lights shone down on them, and I disclaimed my gaze from them. I looked down at my empty plate and Jungkook noticed my change in mood. 

"What's wrong?" He asked with a curious look on his facr. "Nothing," I smiled up at him and saw that his plate was also empty, so I threw his and mine away. "Let's go for a walk." I affirmed, extending my arm out as he did to me yesterday night. He went along with it and we walked out of the bakery linked together.

"Ahh," I breathed out contently as we walked down the street. "What?" Jungkook asked heedfully. "Nothing, it's just nice being out here, being with you," I responded warmly. "Yeah, it is nice," He replied, somewhat impishly. 

He looked at me for a moment, and then pulled his arm away from mine. Before I knew it, he had dashed off like lightning towards the end of the street. "Last one there gets to massage Rapmon's feet!" He yelled out, running hastily. "What the hell?!" I yelled back, sprinting as fast as I could to catch up. Dang, this maknae runs faster than I thought.

I eventually caught up and ran alongside him, and he looked over to me while panting and pushed harder to get ahead of me. I did the same and when we only had a little bit of street left, I beat him by a couple seconds. "YEAH!" I exclaimed, jumping and pumping my fist into the air. "I'M THE KING OF SPEED!" I yelled in victory, my voice echoing throughout the quiet neighborhood. Jungkook rubbed his neck and ruffled his hair in disbelief, not wanting to acknowledge the fact that his hyung beat him at a youth type of game. 

He dramatically dropped to his knees in defeat and we both laughed, still catching our breath. I helped him up, and he stood before me while looking into my eyes. The only thing I noticed in that moment, was that the moonlight reflecting off of his brown hair and pale face beautifully. He lowered his head falteringly and I rested my forehead against his. Our eyes were closed and I could hear our breathing clearly in the still night. "Kookie," I murmured, looking up at him. He looked back with an uncertain expression. 

I slightly brushed his cheek with my fingertips, and he trembled the least bit under my touch. I leaned in, the thought of how he would see me after I tried this becoming irrelevant. He breathed unevenly as I inched closer and closer to his lips. I cupped his face gingerly and he complied for a moment, but retracted unexpectedly. "Ah, uh.. we should go now," He suggested. I was a bit flustered at my actions and decided that maybe that wasn't such a good idea after all. Why would he even let me- *sigh* Who am I kidding?

"Yeah, it's kinda late so.. I'll just call Jin hyung to come pick us up," I stated, already searching for his name in my contacts. Ah crap, but he's only allowed to drive anywhere if the manager knows where he's going.. maybe he'll be a cool hyung tonight and not say anything about it. I on my lower lip anxiously and Jungkook wandered aimlessly along the sidewalk while I waited for Jin to answer my call. 

"Yoboseyo?" He spoke into the phone after a few rings. "Jin hyung, me and Jungkookie need a ride back to the dorm," I said, hoping he would comply. He exasperated and I imagined him rubbing his face frustratingly. "Wha-Why don't you guys just take a cab like you did to get there?" He said. "I know I know but there aren't any cabs around here right now. We're in a quiet place, and it's late. Can you please come get us?" I asked sincerely, trying to sound helpless- It was Jin's weakness. 

"Ah.. Okay, where are you guys?" I jumped in victory and held out a thumbs up to Jungkook who was nipping on his fingers absentmindedly, and he nodded meekly as soon as he saw it. "We are on jagal street, in front of La Bonne Tarte" I addressed, waving for Jungkook to follow me, as I walked back to the bakery we left about thirty minutes ago. "But whatever you do, DON'T tell manager ssi you're picking us up. He doesn't know we left and used the money," I whispered anxiously. I heard a gasp from the other end and I winced. Please don't be mad, please don't be mad..

"WHAT? What money? Ah, Jimin.. *Sigh* O-okay, I'll be there soon. Make sure to watch over Jungkook," He ordered worriedly. I exasperated, feeling relieved that he would actually help us out. "Yeah, what do you think I've been doing?" I responded, and he half chuckled. "Alright bye." I ended the call and looked back at Jungkook who was lagging behind me and exhaled, shaking my head at my stupidity. 

"Jungkookie," I addressed, slowing my pace to walk beside him. "I.. I-ah.. I'm sorry, about what I did back there," I apologized slowly. "It was really uncalled for and-"

"Let's just.. not talk about that," Jungkook interrupted, and walked ahead of me. Great, now he doesn't even wanna talk to me. I decided to just leave the way things ended like that, without trying to explain myself or anything. I thought maybe that would be easier for me, and him. We were almost to the bakery, and it was probably already closing.

~.~.~.~

We were seated multiple feet away from each other on the curb in front of La Bonne Tarte, not speaking a word. The only noise that I heard was the soft wind in the background, and the store owner's muffled voices from inside the shop. I looked over at Jungkook and he was playing with the tuft of grass peaking through the crack on the sidewalk. Why does he have to look so innocent and beautiful at a time like this?

I looked up at the street and saw headlights down the way, and I immediately figured it was Jin. No one else had been in this part of the neighborhood the whole time, so it had to be him. I stood up and waited for his car to pull up where me and Jungkook waited, and Jin rolled down the tinted window as we approached the car. I noticed Rapmon was sitting in the passengers seat, and he looked at me quickly before facing the front again. Jin saw us exchange glances suspiciously, but thankfully brushed it off soon after. Once me and Jungkook were seated in the back seat, he turned the car around without hesitation.

Even with the radio on, the silence Jungkook and I shared was more than uncomfortable. He was finally warming up to me and I probably blew all my potential chances with him because of that one attempt. I looked over to Jungkook and he was facing the window. Not only his face, but his whole body. Great job, Jimin. You've officially made Jungkook too disturbed to even look at you. 

Rapmon turned around and scanned the backseat, making a disapproved face. Moments later I received a text. Secretly I was hoping it would be someone from back at the dorm, to get my mind off of things, but it turned out to be Rapmon who sent the message. I leaned back and made sure the sound was on silent. 

Monnie: "Hey. What happened??"

, of course he noticed. 

Me: "Uh, it went well at first.."

Rapmon's phone chimed loudly, drawing both Jin and Jungkook's attention toward him, and he murmured an awkward "sorry" before turning his sound down. I quietly face-palmed myself while Jungkook faced the window again and Jin looked back at the road. 

Monnie: "What do you you mean 'at first'?"

I sat in thought, trying to figure out how to tell him things didn't go as planned without telling him everything. 

Me: "Let's just say he doesn't feel the same way"

Monnie: "Oh.."

He leaned his head back against his seat and I did the same. Things crashed down as soon as they were built up, but I couldn't blame Jungkook for that or anyone else. The only person to blame was myself.