— Next day —

The anxiousness burning inside of me keeps my body warm once I step out of the building, my teeth nibbling on my inner lip nonstop and getting grazed by my tongue piercing. I try as hard as I can to stay calm, but the more I think about facing y/n and giving her a morning kiss, the faster my heartbeat goes, the stronger my nervousness becomes.

"Good morning," Hojun greets me with a broad smile, wearing my zip-up hoodie that I let him go back to his room with. He wraps his arms around my waist, waiting for what I promised to give him. I scoff but grab the edge of the hood that hides his head, and I press a kiss on his cheek. "Here. Move now," I push him away to step forth but do not even dare to look around us to check if y/n is here, and I hear his laughter right near me as he is following me.

"Hey, did you really not get anything from y/n last night?" I broach the topic I could not wait to talk about with Kimoon, but Hojun comes back and holds me, sneaking his arms under my jacket to hug my waist and not leave me alone. I am pretty sure this is because I said that I love y/n more than him.

"Yes, I got nothing," he does not express any bother. "Wait, what?" Hojun only gets to know about it now. "We barely talk, she's probably not close enough."

"Or she's just scared of you because you look rude and cold as hell," Hojun does not hold back from throwing the truth at his face, and my laughter slips out of my mouth. "I know. No need to point it out, little shit."

"Just wanted to make sure you don't forget you have a bitch face on twenty-four hours a day," he forces a smile to make it even more irritating but funny, and he sets his eyes back on me. "I'm still waiting for my kiss."

"You got your damn kiss," I assert, but he shakes his head. "On the cheek, which is not what I wanted."

"If you think I'm gonna kiss your lips, you can go to sleep and hope to dream about it happening," I ruin his hopes, no matter how easy it is for him to get what he wants from me, but he tightens his hold around my body. "You'd have done it if y/n wasn't the only one you want."

"You're right," I do not even try to lie about this, but this causes him even more frustration. He sighs, heavily, and glances away. "And what if I kiss you on the lips? Hm? You're not the one—" my hand covers his mouth to shut him up, and I grin. "You won't," I pull it away, but his hands suddenly run under my top, and I groan at this cold feeling on my skin. "You fucking—" I laugh, nervously, and push him away from me, and I walk away once he tries to come back again.

"Come! Daddy!" he giggles, speaking out loud in front of the other students with not a single hint of shame, but I turn around and go backward. "Stay away from me. I'm sensitive to cold."

"We both know it's not to cold," he runs to catch up with me and throws his body on mine, but I do not try to separate us anymore. "I'll hug you if you stop."

"Okay," he takes his hands off of me, and I walk back to Kimoon who is only focusing on his phone, but the smaller boy stands in front of me, so I pull him in an embrace but since he was enjoying what he is doing to annoy me, I grab his jawline and whisper some words in his ear, some words that I know he will like and want to hear again.

'YOUR P.O.V'

I step out of my room after being done with my last assignment, and I walk down the two staircases to reach the front door and leave the girls' dorm, but I look at the spot where Jungkook is most of the time and fall upon him, laughing while bugging Hojun who is wearing his zip-up hoodie again.

I wish I could wear Jungkook's clothes too.

I do not bother them, noticing that he pulled up on the hoodie to maybe reveal his body, but Hojun pushes him away and steps back, giggling at him and trying to avoid Jungkook's hand.

I wonder what he is going to do though, is he really going to kiss me or avoid talking about it. He is the one who gave me a kiss yesterday though, so that is his fault if he is awkward about it.

Not knowing where to go since I do not hang out with anyone other than Jungkook and his best friends, I look for an empty bench and sit down on it, freezing as if I was not wearing a thick, fluffy jacket over my white hoodie at all.

"Y/n!" Hojun shouts my name and gets my attention right away. "Come here!" he gestures me to join them, so I do not think twice but go towards him, and in short seconds, I have friends to talk to.

"Good morning, how are you doing?" he greets me with a bright smile, and I respond with the same, but take a peek at the boy I expect to be too shy to do what was said by text. "I'm doing fine, what about you? Did you eat and sleep well?" I ask him, still remembering what I saw last night when I visited him.

I cannot get that sight of him with puffy eyes out of my head, this breaks my heart whenever I think about it, whenever I think about the denial he was in when I asked him if he was okay, whenever I think about the tears he must have hurried to wipe off before opening the door. I wish I would have been able to hug him and give him all the comfort I can, but I could not, we do not know each other enough for that.

"I did, I had the best meal and night ever because of you," he expresses what seems to be real bliss through his almond-shaped eyes, and the happiness fills me. "I'm happy you did."

"Have you slept well?" Jungkook licks his lips, gazing down at mine but smiling. I nod in a shy manner, feeling my heart beat hard whenever he is around me. "And you?"

"I did too," he looks into my eyes, both staring at each other to communicate, both knowing what we should be doing but cannot even say anything about.

"Hey," Hojun looks at my bag and notice what I hung on the zipper. "You're keeping my teddy bear with you?"

"I am. I love it," I tell him, happy to have this new favorite item. "Did you give him a new name?"

"No, I still call him Pudding," I pronounce the one that he gave him, and he grins. "I'm glad you did. Thank you."

"Of course, I'm not going to change such a cute name," I tease him about it, but he does not even mind it or get offended. "I know right, who—"

"What about me?" Jungkook cuts him off. "Why can't I get one of your plushies?"

"You make fun of me every time I show them to you," the softness, that his face was exuding, turns into a blank expression. "That's not true...I like plushies too."

"I'll give you one of them then," he does not send him packing, and I smile at how adorable they both are. No matter how much I like, how in love I am with Jungkook, I cannot lie about how good of a couple they would make.

"Anyway, I gotta get something with Kimoon," Hojun goes forth and grabs his arm to leave, but I do not even need to ask him why, I know he is doing this because Jungkook must have told him about the kissing thing.

Now that we both have to face each other, I get closer to him, but he plays with his tongue piercing again, being hot without trying to.

"Well, I gotta go too," he dares to go away and leave me like a stupid girl, and I do not even move from my spot, watching him escape and not care about me.

After a few steps only, he turns around and comes back, with a smile plastered on his face. "I'm joking," he wraps his arms around me, his oversized jacket making him look softer, I lose all the pain I felt in my chest, and I touch his waist but feel his warm lips press a kiss on my cheek. "There. You got the kiss," he does not handle the courage he just showed, and he steps aside to look away.

"I thought you wouldn't do it," I hold my hands together, feeling shy no matter what I wish I would not be filled with. "I'm not a coward," his eyes remain everywhere but on me, exposing the opposite of what he is claiming. "Hm. I see."

"I'm gonna kick Hojun in the ass after this," he tongues his teeth, and I laugh at him. "I don't wanna hear you, alright? Stop acting like you're all chill."

"I'm chill, does it look like I'm not?" I point my finger at my chest, but he glances down at my lips while toying with his piercing in his mouth nonstop. "Yeah. It's obvious. Look at yourself face."

"What does my face have?" I take offense at the sound of this, but he lifts his hand up to my chin to cup it, and he applies some pressure on my cheeks. "You're shy because you liked my kiss, I know it."

"I didn't," I lie but do not take his hand away from me, loving when he touches me. "You didn't?" he raises his eyebrows. "Then show me what a good kiss is then. I wanna see if you're better."

"How do you know how your kisses feel?" I smile, but he presses a bit more on my cheeks and puckers my lips. "Hojun told me my kisses are the best."

"Hojun is just a kind boy who lies to you to not hurt your feelings," I put my hand around his wrist and pull it down, but he grabs it and gives a small tug on my arm. "I know he likes it. I don't need to hear him say anything to know. Trust me."

"Hm, sure," I do not contradict him anymore but feel the butterflies in my stomach once he slides his fingers between mine and pretends to use it as a way to bring me closer to him. "Come on. Show me how better your kisses are."

"No, I don't want you to feel insecure afterwards," I giggle, regretting the boldness I was proud of feeling since it does not happen often, but he does not let me go. "Are you suddenly shy? Is that what you're implying? Uh? Using excuses like me..."

I shake my head, not feeling confident enough to press my lips on his cheek and still face him right after.

"Such a coward you are," he sighs and removes his hand from mine, but I do not kiss him. I want to wait for a better moment to do this so that he gets one without expecting it.

The bell rings at the perfect time to save me, and since we both do not have any classes together before two in the afternoon, I walk away and leave him.

'JUNGKOOK'S P.O.V'

Not getting the kiss I was hoping for, I join the one who helped me to have some balls, and I let the disappointment grow some invisible tears in my eyes.

— Three days later —

"Y/n!" I leave the bench I was sharing with my best friends and run towards the one person I have been wanting to see since I woke up this morning. "Hey, do you have time to go out tonight?" I ask her after getting ready for this moment and making scenarios in my head. "Yeah, I was planning to ask you once the classes would be done," she smiles and accepts, to my greatest relief. "Really? I can't wait then. Do you want to go to the restaurant we went to last time?"

"Sure, but you can decide the place this time," her eyes exude some shiny delight, her reaction bringing happiness to me. "Alright, I'll try to find a good one then," I calm down to not let too much of my joy show, but she stares at me and drops her eyes to my lips. "Anyway, have you eaten already?" I do not let the silence ruin this moment, and she shakes her head. "My lunch is in here," she holds her bag up, and I peek in the direction of my two morons. "Do you want to eat with us?"

"I always feel like too much..." she puts both of her hands on the strings, but I let a 'tsk' out of my mouth. "Don't say that. They like it when you're here, and I love it," I emphasize it for myself to not be at the same level as them, and her body language exposes some shyness. "I love being with you too."

"Do you want us to be alone?" I propose to do in order to give her different options. "No, I don't want you to be away from your friends. They can be around."

"Alright, let's go then," I do not reveal that I love spending time with her only since this always feels like a date, and I lead her to my best friends, who she is used to seeing now, especially Hojun.

Once we are there, Hojun greets her in an enthusiastic manner. "Hey! How are you doing?" he smiles at her, broadly, but I sit down next to him to make sure I am the only one she has next to her, and she comes on my right. "Hey, I'm doing great, and you?"

"Same," he chews on his food while talking to her, and I eat my cookies. "We should all hang out one day. Going out to a party all together would be fun."

"I don't like parties but sure, it could be fun with you," she does not lie to make him happy. "Fun with me? I knew it, you like me already," he takes it as a personal answer when he was not the only one concerned. "By 'you' I meant the three of y—"

"Act like you didn't, please. It will make me happy," he begs her like a ridiculous guy, and she giggles. "Alright, I meant 'you' and no one else."

"Thank you, you're so sweet compared to those jerks," he speaks without knowing, so I make sure to expose her. "She is worse than I am when we're both alone. Trust me."

"That's not true," she smiles and behaves like an angel in front of them, but I do not let her make them believe such a falsehood. "Yeah, don't talk about this sweet girl like that, alright?"

"Shut up," I hush this asswipe, not allowing him to do that with my girl. I put my arm on the back of the bench to have it behind her, and I wrap it around her. "She's my friend. Not yours."

"She's our friend too," he almost spits some salad at me, so I punch him into the arm but stays physically close to y/n. "Close your damn mouth when you eat, bro!"

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to it," he covers his mouth to spare me, and I put my hand between my thighs but look at y/n, who is taking her food. Since I do not have anything tasty for lunch, I get the bag of dried fruits and nuts out of my pocket and open it, but I make sure to put my right arm back behind y/n.

I fill my stomach with this snack, and I set my eyes back on her now that she is having lunch but realize we are both eating the same. "Damn, soulmate again," I joke with her, but I grasp her attention, and she laughs at me for saying so. "Yeah. Soulmate forever."

"I knew it right from the—" the sound of a can getting opened interrupts me, and no time to even realize it, some liquid wets my pants. "Holy shit—" Hojun drags the can away from me as I rose from my seat out of instinct. "What the fuck, dude?! My jeans!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose!" he sips on the liquid that escaped from the hole but bends over and spreads his legs to drink what already wetted my clothing and his. "Freaking dumbass! I'm wet now!"

This dumbass laughs at my sentence while I am crying because of the embarrassment I am going to feel. "It's just coke, it won't stain it. Let the wind dry it."

"Let the wind dry it," I repeat with anger but hold back from hitting him. "I'm gonna make you blow on it, so shut up. Wipe my spot with your sleeve now," I order him to do since he has to pay for my pants, but y/n gets some tissues out and wipes everything off for me, and she hands a few of them to me.

"Thanks for helping me 'cause I wanna cry because of him," he plays the victim when he goes mad as well once I do something wrong, and I take the dirty tissues y/n and I used to throw them out for her. "Thank you, at least someone here does something good."

"It was an accident!" he claims again, but I sit down and do not listen to him. "I love those pants, and you ruined them. What are people going to think?" I fan them and shake the fabric to try to make it dry faster, not having a hard time since these are straight cropped jeans. "It's not on your crotch, so see the good side of it."

"Stop talking, you're making it worse," I get my madness out without holding back, and he does not say a word anymore.

•••

[ what do you want? >

I answer him while waiting for y/n, who is coming to finally go out with me after we could not do it last week.

[ nvm. I almost forgot who I was texting, let me correct this. "What do you want other than my dick?" There >

[ why? Tell me now, you know I'm gonna want to know dammit >

[ and what did she tell you? >