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"Where did you get that bottle from?" You ask in shock as Jungkook pulls out the clear liquid from under his back seat.

"We're not kids anymore, Y/N. Where the hell do you think I got it?" Jungkook answers in a mocking tone, face scrunching up to look at you like you're crazy.

"I'm not that dumb! What I mean is... why?"

The movie has finished but you could barely watch with Jungkook right next to you, especially after the incident with that girl who clearly wanted Jungkook, and to your discontent it seems he wanted her just as much. However, he let go of any questions he wanted to ask and even put an arm around you half way through but you couldn't be excited knowing it wasn't in the way you wanted it to be.

Getting out of the friend zone is like the Bermuda Triangle; a confusing mystery that you can never escape.

Jungkook has decided the night isn't over yet, driving you over by the river that runs through the small college town.

"Oh come on! We used to do this all the time back in high school! Only this time I bought it with my own money and we don't have to sneak around anymore."

He shakes the bottle in front of your face before hopping up on the hood of his car, popping open the glass bottle in one swift motion. You hesitate, unsure if you should be doing this right now when you already feel so vulnerable around Jungkook.

What do I have to lose at this point?

Jungkook's face brightens as you hoist yourself on top of hood as well, letting your legs curl up, skin meeting skin beside him on the car. You watch as he takes a long swig from the bottle, adams apple bobbing as he drinks. He passes it and you take a bigger gulp than you should have, wincing at the burning sensation in your throat before bringing the bottle to your lips again to swig some more.

"Be careful, you're a light weight, remember?" Jungkook teases as you take third long sip and groan at the stinging pain.

You roll your eyes at his comment but can't deny the fuzzy feeling already clouding your brain. Your mind drifts off and you find yourself gaping at the beautiful boy longer than you should as he carefully unbuttons the top two buttons of his shirt for air. Flustered and blushing, you blink away, trying to distract yourself with the refreshing night wind.

You gaze up at the stars in comfortable silence, continuing to pass the bottle back and forth until you're swaying a bit from side to side. You can feel his eyes burning the side of your face until he shifts, hood popping from the dent created. He lays back, one knee propped up with muscled arms resting under his head for support.

"Y/N, what do you like about me?" His voice sounds a bit slurred but you can still make out his words even in your own tipsy state.

"Not much," you joke back and he nudges you playfully.

"I'm serious right now!" he whines, bottom lip jutting out in a cute pout.

You take a confidence-inducing swig from the bottle. "Well, I mean, what's not to like?"

"Wow, very elaborate, Y/N. Thanks."

You roll your eyes at Jungkook's exaggerated sigh. "I don't know why you care so much about what I think of you."

"Because you're... special to me," his answer is simple but there's something laced in his tone that you can't pick up on.

You hug your knees to your chest and rest your spinning head on your arms, smiling down at Jungkook with a goofy grin. "You're cute." The alcohol must be speaking for you but you can only giggle.

His body stiffens, eyes remain in the sky. "Psh, if you want a piece of this you have to get in line."

A pause of silence.

"Would I really, Jungkook?" You can't stop your mouth from moving, the little logical person in your head completely muted from the alcohol consumed a bit past your limit.

His breathing increases as he meets your eyes. "What's that supposed to mean?"

You drunkenly giggle again and Jungkook can't help but to smile at the cute laugh. As carefully as you can manage you lay back next to him, head resting on the cold hood but your body can only feel heat in this moment.

You scoot closer, arms wrapping around Jungkook's figure and he chuckles. "Y/N, you're always so clingy and adorable when you're drunk."

"Only when I'm drunk, huh?" You lamely push him away but he grabs your hand, pulling you closer to his body.

"No, you're cutest when you're laughing," his fingers quickly find your most sensitive areas around your neck and stomach and you bust out into endless waves of laughter.

"Jungkook, no-- Stop it!" Your own words slur as you beg, tears falling, back arching off the hood and you roll to the side, almost off the car entirely. Jungkook thankfully still has good enough reflexes to pull you back in so your body is flush against his as he continues his tickling punishment.

"You should see your face!" he says, smirking as you continue to squeak from his actions.

You're hands grab a fist full of his hair to pull him away but he isn't fazed at all, head leaning in closer to raspberry your neck.

A tiny moan slips from your mouth as his lips brush against the sensitive spot of your skin.

Jungkook freezes for a moment at the sound before moving carefully to hover over your body, his fingers lightly brushing hair out of your flushed face, one leg in between both of yours as he smiles down playfully. "Was that a moan I heard just now?"

You roll your eyes and push at his chest for space but it remains unsuccessful as he continues. "Wow, I never realized how kinky you were until-- "

"Jungkook, for the love of everything holy stop it!" Your hands cover your face in embarrassment and he laughs harder as you try your best to steady the heaves leaving your chest from the excessive laughing.

The air remains silent as you slowly uncover your hands to look up at his face. He's watching you, breath coming in and out deeply while biting his lower lip. It strikes something deep within you and you found yourself staring down at his lips in want. The atmosphere shifts as Jungkook notices where your eyes gawk, tongue darting out across his bottom lip in amusement and you blush, rolling your eyes.

"You're always such a flirt," You mumble quietly, watching as he flashes a drunken smirk.

"Only with pretty girls," a shock sparks through your body and your blush crawls down your neck at the intimate way he's observing you.

"Oh please, you'll kiss any girl who lays their eyes on you," but Jungkook shakes his head slowly, lips pressing together until he decides to answer.

"I've actually only kissed one girl before," his confession throws you off but your mind is too murky to put anything together.

You swallow the hard lump in your throat and meet his eyes once again, the hand that was resting above your head warmed at the feeling of his fingers linking with yours. "We're really drunk," You whisper and smile softly.

Jungkook's smile fades and he only nods, staring back into your eyes with a mixture of emotions. His mind quickly flits back to the dream he had earlier this week, and how he's been having more inappropriate dreams of you lately, and maybe that's why you feel so alluring to him right now.

His hands skim down the soft skin of your arms, goosebumps trailing every inch he touches before grasping at your thigh. The fabric of your dress bunches up, probably exposing too much skin for your taste but you're not in the right mind to care right now.

All that matters is Jungkook and how he's touching you, finally noticing you, even though it's probably the alcohol running its course.

Your eyes shift back and forth between his two sparkling dark orbs as his body lowers, closing the little space left between bodies. "Kookie I-- "

You don't get a chance to finish.

Jungkook softly places his lips over yours and you freeze, dizzy sensation instantly dissipating as realization hits you like a bulldozer. His lips move against yours and you're not sure how to take his actions.

Until you give in.

Slowly, you let your eyes close as the kiss deepens, allowing your very being to be consumed by him. Everything about him feels amazing and you don't think you could stop if you tried. His hand moves up your thigh, your side, into your hair and tangles his fingers in your locks. You fight the urge to moan into his mouth as he sighs in contempt, tongues tangling together.

The way Jungkook kisses you now is different, more foreign than those playful times a while back. This time he handles you gently, careful yet passionate, and you take the time to memorize how his head slants, how soft and pillowy his lips feel against yours.

Your hands reach up to weave through his hair and you pull at how good he's making you feel, heart racing in your chest as Jungkook presses his body against you harder.

You're swimming in bliss until Jungkook abruptly pulls back, eyes wide as he stares down at you for only a moment until he yanks himself away from your heated form.

Your stomach drops, the bleak feeling of rejection building up in the pit of your stomach as you watch him stumble away from the car towards the bushes by the river.

"Jungkook? What are you-- "

You stop talking as you hear him vomit.