Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/11515608.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      방탄소년단_|_Bangtan_Boys_|_BTS
  Relationship:
      Jeon_Jungkook/Reader, Reader/Everyone
  Character:
      Jeon_Jungkook, Reader, Kim_Namjoon_|_Rap_Monster, Kim_Taehyung_|_V, Min
      Yoongi_|_Suga, Park_Jimin_(BTS), Kim_Seokjin_|_Jin, Jung_Hoseok_|_J-Hope,
      Other_K-pop_Artist(s)
  Additional Tags:
      highschool!au, Best_Friends, Puberty, Wet_Dream, Masturbation, Sexual
      Confusion, Jungkook_basically_is_horny_as_hell_for_his_best_friend_
      (reader), Also_he's_confused_whether_he_just_likes_the_reader_sexually_or
      also_romantically., Jimin_is_the_school_fucboi, Seokjin_is_a_cute_nerd,
      Taehyung's_a_goofy_goober, Hoseok_is_the_most_annoying_wingman_ever,
      Namjoon_is_2_cool_4_skool, Yoongi's_a_trendy_emo, Smut, LOTS_OF_WET
      FUCKin_DREAMS_and_masturbation, Secret_Admirer
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-07-16 Updated: 2017-07-28 Chapters: 6/? Words: 22903
****** Hot Confusion ******
by partyjunkie
Summary
     Jungkook thought his body had already matured, turns out he's a late
     bloomer and goes through puberty hell when he turns 16. And it
     doesn't end until he's 19, the worse part is that all along the ride
     he can't stop the constant sexual arousal he gets around his best
     female friend, Y/N.
     While he's confused whether it's her just her body that turns him on,
     or also her personality, he can't help but feel jealous when other
     boys start to take interest in her. All he knows is that he wishes
     he'd stop having wet dreams at 4 AM about Y/N, he's running out of
     excuses to his mom to why he needs to do the laundry.
***** Mr. Pube *****
☆
 
"Jungkook-ahh.."
How the fuck did he get here?
Just a few weeks ago when Jungkook turned 16, he had started to notice his mind
changing a bit, along with more hair appearing, down there. So he thought this
was good, right? This was the last big hill he'd have to cross before puberty
would be over.
         
"I-Mmph!! RIght there.." I know that voice.
Recently he was having some growing pains in his legs and all around he could
just tell his body was changing. He didn't think much of it since he was pretty
damn sure his puberty was just about to end. Surely these things were just the
last he would grow before his body would stop for good.
 
Unngh~! Y-Your hands feel so good!" She's so gorgeous, under me, glistening.
To bad for Jeon Jungkook though, everything that had been happening recently,
was the just the start of puberty. Ah yes, Jungkook himself was a late bloomer
and had never known.
 
"Touch me, more. Please, Jungkook, touch me more." She's moaning my name, her
eyes are shut in ecstasy. She's mine.
He didn't expect to wake up in his bed, a few hours after he had laid down,
with a fucking cum stain on the front of his boxers, and a boner. His cheeks
were hot and his head confused. He breathed heavily and his chest was in
literal frozen shock at the dream he had just had. He stares into empty space,
thinking about what was going on in his mind just a few minutes ago. Her eyes,
her skin tone, her hair, her fucking face. And the worse part, her voice. 
 
That was Y/N in my dream.
 
In total confusion, Jungkook feels deadly uncomfortable in his own bed, not
just because of the painful boner he had. But the fact that he had just
experienced the weirdest dream in his life. He choked when he turned his head
to the alarm clock beside his bed, seeing it was 4:32 A.M. He was panicking,
what the fuck was that dream?? His best friend he's had since he was 7 years
old? Did he really just dream of Y/N, his long-time neighbor and childhood best
friend, naked in his bed with him also naked above her? 
Maybe if this had been any other girl in the world, he probably would have
liked the dream, but he couldn't comprehend why his mind had suddenly betrayed
him in his sleep and made him see that image. Not that he didn't like it, but
it was HER. He scrunched his eyes shut and groaned, throwing his head into his
palms. Well, he's scarred for life. If he could go back in time once in life
and change something, it'd be this moment. He felt so awkward even just
thinking of her name now.
"What the fuck.." he muttered under his breath, sighing. Well, he can't turn
back time. He's just gonna have to painfully live the rest of his life, scarred
forever. He turned his head to his window, looking across the street towards
the house Y/N lived in. When he had moved here to this town, she was the only
nice kid to him. And for a while, was his only friend until they got last year
of middle school, where they met their other friends. He shut his eyes one last
time, hoping to forget the dream he had.
Luckily, when he woke up again for school. He did managed to forget, and went
on for almost the whole day. Meeting with his guy friends, Taehyung and Hoseok
for lunch. You also sat with them regularly, chatting up with the goofy boys.
And when you arrived at the lunch table, Jungkook did remember a bit of his
dream from last night, but was glad most of it was drained out. He was acting
normal, and felt alright.
While all of you guys were almost done with lunch, everybody heard a ding
beside them. Jungkook turned his head to you, as you grabbed your phone from
your backpack, glaring down at the message in front of you. 
"What's got the girly all upset?!" Hoseok said teasingly, leaning over to catch
a glimpse of your phone. You shrugged, not afraid to show the message that had
popped up if they wanted to see it. Suddenly Hoseok exploded into laughter.
curling himself into his stomach as Taehyung leaned over to see what was on
your phone. Taehyung's cheeks expanded widely, his mouth filled with laughter,
trying his best to not act like Hoseok. Jungkook raised his eyebrows, his pouty
baby cheeks stuffed with food as he looked at all three of you.
"What's so funny?" He asked, mouth stuffed as he as he popped another chicken
nugget into his mouth and began chewing. You leaned over the table and held out
the front screen of your phone. You were on your lock screen, and you phone
just notified you of a new one a few minutes from someone in your contacts,
listed as "king fuckboi".
 
king fucboi / 2_minutes_ago :
"wow.. im hurt... u dont ever reply to me, but u always hang out with those
cringe kids. i could give u so much more"
 
Jungkook nearly choked on his food when he saw it. None other than the player
of the entire school had been texting you. And had just sent one about you
talking to them, at this very moment. Jungkook hacked on his food and your eyes
went wide, grabbing his shoulders.
"Jungkook-JUNGKOOK! You okay dude? It wasn't that bad." You laughed but were
concerned if he was actually choking, but he calmed down and looked at you,
noticing your E/C (eye color) orbs looking at him. He gulped, suddenly
remembering that dream he had last night and backed away from you, shaking off
your hands from his shoulders. He nervously began to laugh, looking around.
"I'm fine-- that text was just so- stupid." You smiled, sitting back in your
seat as you nodded in agreement. To be honest, the text sent Jungkook off too.
How did Jimin, the school fuckboi, get your number? Did you give it to him?
Jungkook prayed to God you didn't. While he looked around the cafeteria in
nervousness he actually caught sight of the motherfucker, sitting at his usual
lunchroom table. He sat with his normal friends, Namjoon a player also, but he
was pretty smart, and beside him is Yoongi. Not much of a player, more of the
just hot edgy grunge kid that made every emo girl in the school swoon.
Jimin also caught sight of Jungkook, smirking to the boy evilly. Jeon felt his
blood boil when Jimin gave cocky looks across the lunchroom. He then noticed
Jimin's eyes shift, to you.  Jungkook knew boys were taking interest in you,
but when did the school scumbag start to? Yeah you're a pretty girl.. and your
eyes look like they have trillions stars in them. And your smile could burn the
sun, and your personality could fuel the entire world's happiness but--
Fuck. Jungkook didn't know what he was thinking, suddenly jealous at the
thought of boys flirting at you, he just wanted to protect you, of course. That
was it. That dream meant nothing, this anger he was feeling meant nothing. The
thoughts he was having about how amazing you were meant nothing. The scared
feeling he had of the fact you might actually date somebody, meant nothing.
"Kook?" He looked at you.
"You okay?" You did your signature comforting smile, which always meant you
were prepared for anything he wanted to tell you, and that you tried your best
to be there for him, like you always were. He sucked in his breath, then let it
out, returning the smile.
"Yeah, just didn't get much sleep last night."
. . .
 
Jungkook had reasonably been okay for the rest of the day at school. You and
him had Math and Literature together. He couldn't help but stare at your desk
up in front row. Of course he'd always look at you, you were his best friend.
It still felt normal to look at you, just a tinge of awkwardness. It wasn't
just "hey that's my best friend" anymore when he looked at you. It was now,
"hey that's my best friend I had a wet dream about".
But Jeon forced himself through and luckily survived till the last bell. While
outside on the pavement, waiting for his mom's car, Y/N came up beside him.
Your sudden presence beside him made him suck in his breath and smile awkwardly
towards you. He never acted like this. You were confused, you had came up to
him normally but he was different. 'Fuck, she knows something's up.' He
couldn't deny it, you were his best friend and he knew you were going to start
questioning him until you got the truthful answer.
"Kook, dude you alright?" You question, nudging his shoulder as cars start
leaving the parking lot. He looked downward towards you. He had always been a
few inches taller, but it seemed that he was growing, considering you looked..
shorter than usual but the same. He bites his lip, quickly looking away trying
to think of what he could tell you that would make you believe. He couldn't
lie, but he couldn't.. tell the truth either. "Jeon, you better tell me or else
I'll tell your mom who actually broke that flower vase back in 5th grade." God
damn it, you always threatened him with that. He sighed, looking back at you
and gulping up his dignity as he got closer to you.
"I str..pb.." Your eyes squint, and you look at him, even more confused.
"You lost your voice? Speak up, come on--" You grab his hands and shake his
wobbly arms up and down. "Tell me, properly." His cheeks poof up, trying to
contain his giggle but lets it slip out, he can't help how cute it looks when
you're annoyed.
"I..." You nod at him.
"You...?"
"Started puberty."
Everything is silent, and both your hands are still together. Both of you don't
seem to know what to do, until you whip away your hands away from him and turn,
huffing. "That's it? You started puberty?" You laughed, but kept an angry face.
He scrunched his eyebrows, now he was the confused one.
"What do you mean? I thought I already went through puberty--! This is a big
deal!" You turned back towards him and smiled, patting his back with your hand.
"Jeon Jungkook, you are a late bloomer! And I'm not surprised," You took both
your hand clamped his face, squishing it around as you pinched his cheeks. "As
much as I wish you'd have these cute little puffy baby cheeks forever, you'll
probably lose them once you're in college." You faked a whine and Jungkook just
stood still, his body frozen but his cheeks hot from what you said. Like the
old days, he'd be annoyed at you calling him cute, but now it just.. flattered
him? You took your hands off his cheeks, and stuffed them into your pockets.
"Anyways, I was wondering if you wanted to come over to my house after you get
home? My parents are out of town and we could rent video games, movie or
something. Order pizza?" Everything in that offer sounded innocent to you, you
even smiled while you said it. but to Jungkook it was like Satan himself set
this up for him. Her parents are of town? We'd be alone? In her house? His
throat hitched and he cringed internally. Maybe this will actually help him get
over his dream. He know's he's never gonna forget that dream, but maybe being
around you instead of avoiding you will help him get back to normal.
"Sure, some downtime sounds cool.. uh maybe I can come over around 7 or 8?" He
asked, scratching the back of his neck as he saw his mother's car pulling into
the parking lot and waiting for some cars to past her.
"Yeah, sounds good!" You began to dash away quickly, ready to run home since
your parents weren't in town to drive you. As you ran you turned and pointed to
him, yelling "Don't you dare even try to put pineapple on the pizza!" Jungkook
smiled at what you said, chuckling as his mother drove up to him. He opened the
passenger side and slid in, buckling himself up as his mother smiled, who had
also noticed you and was watching as you ran home.
"Y/N still acts like she did when you both were 10." She puffed out a giggle
and looked towards her son as she began to drive off, hands on the wheel,
turning. "She's something, ain't she?" She noticed him still staring at his
childhood best friend and his cheeks still red as he smiled, and she knew that
look. She had Jungkook's older brother before he went off to the military and
knows how 'boys' usually act. Though she knows how near and dear Y/N is to
Jungkook's heart, so right now, as much as she wants. She won't tease her son
about his little obvious crush.
 
. . . .
 
Jungkook told his mom he'd be over at your house for a few hours to watch
movies, and would probably be home around 10 PM. She nodded her son off, not
caring much since he knew nothing would most likely happen. Plus she trusted
him, knowing that Jungkook knew right from wrong. And her house was only feet
away from theirs. So with that, Jungkook took a shower, shaking off his wet
hair once he got out and slipping on a black hoodie with some gray sweat pants.
Then he headed across the street, his hands nervously resting in his hoodie
pocket, fiddling with his fingers as he went up the steps to the house. He rung
the doorbell and chewed on his lip while waiting. When you opened the door, you
had a cheesy grin on your face and Jungkook thought you looked so brightly
beautiful with that full smile.
"Hey, Mr. Pube!" The words that came out your mouth made his jaw drop instantly
and his eyebrows furrow as you giggled in your door way. "Get it, cause you're
going through puberty?" He didn't say anything except his cheeks were hot as he
stood angrily on your porch, you rolled your eyes and opened the door wide,
making way for him to come inside. "I thought it was funny.." Your muttered
under your breathe as he walked into your living room. He too rolled his eyes,
chuckling as he plopped himself on your living room couch, the one he had sat
on many times before.
"Yeah? Well your comedy career died before it even started." He said, all you
did was smile and walk over to the home phone, starting to type in a phone
number. "You calling Pizza Hut?" You nodded to him and he smirked. "You know I
heard the news this morning on the TV when my mom was watching it, and it
talked about how they had to shut down a Pizza Hut since all the employees were
crackheads and the boss was selling drugs to them." He was trying to scare you,
though the story he heard was true and all you did was laugh.
"If they're crackheads it might be hard for them to function and make a complex
pizza. So I'm just gonna order an extra cheesy one." Jungkook grinned at you
and you both laughed together as you held the phone up to your ear, waiting for
someone to answer.
"What movie we gonna watch?" He asked. Your turned, an evil smile on your face
as you spoke in a scary tone.
"Sea Zombies: Blood Vacation In Hawaii." Jungkook rolled his eyes at what you
said, knowing it was probably a shitty movie and you oddly enjoyed those.
"Whatever."
 
. . . .
 
"Oh my god!? How did organs end up in our cooler?! Where's our beer?!"
You laughed at what the beach guy had said in the movie, stuffing pizza in your
mouth, enjoying it to the fullest while Jungkook had ate some pizza and then
passed out in the corner of your couch. Snoring lightly as he slumped and laid.
You figured you'd wake him up when the movie was over, it was only 9 PM and
afterwards you guys could play video games, and he'd go home.
 
☆ ☆ ☆
 
"Eunghh!" Jungkook opened his eyes, the first thing he sees is you in the
opposite corner of the couch. Your eyes were shut as if you were in pain while
your hands were clenched between your thighs. He was quickly confused and
panicked, looking around your living room, noticing how on the TV the news was
playing. But weren't you guys watching a movie? Well-- were, but he fell
asleep. He looked back over to you and watched you squirm, your hands still
captive between your thighs.
"Y/N, the fuck? You okay? Are you hurt?" He got up from the couch and walked
over to the side you were sitting on. Standing above you. He saw your hands
guarding your private area, seeing as if you were gripping yourself through
your pj shorts. His eyes bulged and he backed up. "Y/N do you need me to go-?" 
"No! No.. Jungkook I.. I'm.." Y/N sighed, taking a deep breath again and then
letting it out before opening her eyes and looking at Jungkook. "Deprived." He
eyes scrunched, confused at your words, then what happened was even fucking
weirder. You started palming yourself through your shorts aggressively,
whimpering. Jungkook took another step back. Were you touching yourself? In
front of him? What kind of fucking sick joke was this. He was fuming, were you
doing this to tease him since he was beginning to go through puberty? Are you
that weird?"
"Jungkook, I need to touch myself.. Kookie I need to touch myself." Jungkook's
mouth was agape, not knowing what to say, whether to run, yell or scream. All
he did was watch as your hands helplessly gripped the band of your shorts, and
you slipped them off like that. His head was scrambled and thrown out the
window when he saw you had no fuCKING UNDERWEAR. He was about to
hyperventilate. His breathing was so loud and he almost hit his back against
your TV screen as he stumbled even more. You smiled innocently, biting your
lip.
"Watch me, it'll teach you, and I know you want to." Your voice was lower as
you dragged a finger across the slit of your vagina, whining lowly as you stuck
a finger in with no trouble. Jungkook thought he had died and went to heaven,
you were so wet, your juices were dripping onto the couch and living a wet spot
as you spread your legs wide so he could see. You twirled your finger around
and then added another digit inside you. "You like this don't you?" Jungkook
didn't notice himself drifting closer, back to his original closeness but this
time even closer to her. Standing above watching her do this, once again
putting a third finger inside herself. She had herself stretched around her own
hand and his gut was heavy with heat. "Come here..."
You grabbed his hand and yanked him to his knees, taking your fingers out of
yourself and putting them in front of his face. They were dripping
with you. You smiled, pressing them to his lips. "Suck on them, like a
lollipop. It'll taste like one." It took a second of hesitation, but something
overcame him and Jungkook opened his mouth to take all three of them in. He was
in love with the salty sour sweetness, the taste of you and knowing it was you.
He was the one whining now, slurping on your hand and taking in your flavor.
You took them away, sliding them out his lips and staring at them.
"Please.. that-"
"Tasted nice? Want more?" You questioned, raising an eyebrow. He nodded
eagerly, and in a second you pushed his head down on the couch cushion and
toward your core. "Come on, baby boy, eat me out." Jungkook did with no
hesitation, stuck his tongue between your folds, licking up and sucking up all
the juices that were just flowing out of you. You squeezed your thighs around
his head. Moaning loudly. His cock was pulsating under his pants, veins and
all, beginning to be so tight and so needy.
"Jungkook!" You screamed so loud, his mom across the street might have just
heard it. He didn't really care though, you tasted so damn fucking good and he
loved the fact that he was making you this heated. He loved the fact that he
was able to make you feel like this. He thought if this made you this aroused,
he could do so much more if he was inside you.
"Jungkook! God, yes! M-Mmuph!" He gripped your thighs harder than hell, digging
his nails into your skin, making you yelp. He flicked that shiny bead on the
outside of your vagina, hard and multiple times. Sucking it into his mouth and
rolling it around with the tip of his tongue. You gripped the couch beside you,
legs shaking as your mouth was wide. You squeeze around his tongue, your orgasm
bursting into his mouth. He dipped his head up from your core, having just
abused it with his talented mouth.
You grabbed his neck and pushed his wet lips onto yours. It was only seconds
before both your tongues were dancing with each other. He groaned into your
mouth as you explored his from top to bottom, all the while slipping your hands
up his shirt and circling around his lightly toned stomach. Your other hand
slipping downwards, daring to go further. Your finger teasing the elastic and
stretching it. He whined, ready to beg for-
. . . . !
 
"JUNGKOOK!" His eyes shot open and his brain felt jumbled. His whole body was
shaking aggressively, so much it made his head hurt. Once the whole world
stopped fucking vibrating, he put his head into his hands and groaned, letting
his eyes rest and regaining himself before opening his eyes. Though they
dropped instantly when he looked up and saw the face of you. Your expression
was puzzled, your mouth in a weird downturned disgusted frown with your eyes
squinted as you looked downwards. Confused and panicked, Jungkook followed his
eyes since you weren't looking at him, but his crotch.
His heart jumped and he felt like he was going to have a stroke when he saw
the monster-sized boner that had made a tent in his gray sweatpants, and on the
top was a stain starting to spread out. The room went silent and Jungkook
wished he had a gun to his head cause he would have blown his brains out right
then and there. He gulped looking up to you who still looked gross out, but you
started laughing violently, backing up and holding your stomach as your knees
sent you to the ground.
"What the fuck were you dreaming about Jungkook? Took me forever to- get you
up!" You couldn't even speak properly, your laughs interrupting between certain
words. "I was screaming your name-!"
As you literally died of laughter on the floor, Jungkook got up and blasted to
your bathroom. Locking the door shut and pushing his back against it as he slid
down to the floor with his eyes wide, still hearing your loud laughs from
outside the door. 
 
***** Dream Pain *****
 Jungkook was having a panic attack in your bathroom. He didn't wanna be in
here since the damn vanity mirror was so fucking big and he didn't wanna see
himself right now, but he also had no will to leave and face you in the living
room. So, he was digging his nails down into his skull, as he whined and
muttered hateful comments towards his brain. He groaned, kneeling to ground and
putting his head against the cold tile as he quietly whispered to himself.
"Is this my fault? I don't wanna think these things nor fucking dream them." Or
did he wanna think these things? He didn't want to admit it, but Jesus Christ
he's a 16 year old boy and he isn't gonna lie and say thinking of naked girls
isn't fun. Cause damn sure well it usually was. But fuck, why did his brain
decide to play him again and make him think of Y/N? This was wrong. Y/N is
Jungkook's best friend and this couldn't be right. As he whined and forced
himself to come up from the floor, he looked at the mirror.
"I'm blaming the universe and my brain, no- this is NOT my fault." He angrily
but quietly yelled at his reflection. Yes, this was not his fault. This was
just a sick joke that fate suddenly decided was meant to happen. He didn't
think these things himself. He sighed, putting his head in his hands.
OK, well there was that one time when you and him were both eight and he wanted
to constantly play house with you and pretend you guys were married. BUT, that
was just kids playing, meant nothing. And ok, there was also that time he tried
to kiss you when you guys were 10 and playing in the pool buT-- That was a
joke, he was teasing you, like boys do. Meant nothing.
And yeah there was that time in 6th grade when 11 year old jungkook tried to
make you a "be my girlfriend yes or no check the box" letter. But he chickened
out and ate the piece of paper before the teacher could see. His stomach hurt
like shit when he went home. All that, meant nothing. Yeah? Jungkook stared
himself down in the mirror as he remembered all these times when you and him
were little. Maybe he 'liked' you when you guys were kids, but no, not now. He
only loved you- as a longtime family pal and his best friend. That was it.
"Pfft-- yeah, I don't like her. No way." He sighed one last time while running
his hands through his hair. "I'm just a horny dumb fuck and Y/N is like the
only girl I talk to, maybe that's why my brain chose her and-"
"KOOK!" Jeon was taken back and looked scaredly at the door when he heard you
loudly yell his name. Shit? What was he to do? He already felt embarrassed to
have had a wet dream in front of you, but what if you knew he was dreaming
about you? His eyes shot wide hoping he didn't say any names in his sleep. And
he had a strange wish that maybe your bathroom had a secret underground tunnel,
so he could escape from all this.
"Dude come out the bathroom! It's okay you're just a nervous wreck going
through puberty! We are teenagers, I get it!" You tried to sound comforting to
him, as you were in the kitchen eating some snacks while waiting for him to
come out. You felt bad for the boy, he didn't realize he was having a 'wild'
dream right there in front of you. Though of course you wondered who he was
dreaming about. What girl could he possibly have a wet dream about? Probably
some school crush or a pornstar. What if he dreamt of a boy? Or sex with
himself? You were making yourself giggle and almost choke on the chips you were
eating while thinking of how embarrassed he must feel. It's cute though, he was
cute.
your face lit with a smile when you saw him come out the bathroom, his hoodie
pulled lower than before over his pants. Jungkook was staring at the ground,
his breath uneasy since he didn't wanna look at you. Though he gained enough
courage to look up. Once he saw your smile and how genuinely nice and uncaring
you looked, his heart melted. Most of every other girl would have probably made
fun of him as much as they could, or been disgusted enough to throw him out.
But you weren't, cause that was just who you were with him. His cheeks were hot
and he ripped his eyes away from yours, clearing his throat loudly.
"Uh, sorry.." He murmured his apology quietly but you could still hear it, all
you did was smile bigger. He looked at you and you could notice the high hue of
red on his cheeks. God he looked so fucking adorable when he was embarrassed.
Just to see his pouty cheeks red was to cute. You hoped his puberty wouldn't
take those cute cheeks away from you. He turned his head, avoiding the view of
you and starting to scratch the back of his neck as he spoke.
"Anyways.. it's getting late and I told my mom I'd be home. Sorry we couldn't
play video games and that I.." He paused, coughing a 'ahem' before he continued
on, "fell asleep during the movie." His voice got lower towards the end.
"it's ok Kookie, I knew you wouldn't think the movie was entertaining but it's
okay, you obviously entertained yourself while sleeping." You winked and then
chuckled, seeing his face get even more dark. "I'm kidding Jeon, don't worry."
His skin was on fire and he gulped, turning away and slowly heading towards the
door.
"Bye Y/N. I'll uh- make it up to you. See you at school."
"Okay, bye Mr. Pube!"
he stood in the doorway with his hand on the knob, turning one last time with a
smile on his face, cheeks still red as he rolled his eyes. "Your so nice." He
said sarcastically, shutting the door and starting to walk across the street
while he listened to your uncontrollable golden loud laughs you were having
inside your house.
He sucked in a breath, quietly telling himself; "She is really.. really nice."
 
. . . . . . .
 
The next few months were alright for you and Jungkook. You guys went back to
normal and his head hadn't fucked him over with sexual thoughts nor dreams
about you. Still everyday it felt kinda strange for him. Each time he saw you
he just wanted to be near you instantly but also felt awkward if he was, and
every second he wasn't with you he felt.. lonely or just empty which he guess
made sense, you were his best friend of course. 
The school year was a few days away from ending. And summer was gonna start,
then Jungkook would have his 17th birthday in September. He was excited for
that and certainly happy with his friend group of you, Hoseok, Taehyung, and
this new guy Jin that Hoseok met at his dance class. Life was.. balanced,
perfect, enjoyable. And that weird sexual phase he had about dreams of you,
were over!
He thought.
On the last few days before the school year ended. Jungkook was resting tiredly
in his bed after coming home from finals and testing. You guys hadn't been in
contact for thr past week because of all the heavy end-of-year work with
testing and such. He had gotten into a comfy ass shirt and his boxers. Huddling
under the covers, drifting off into the softness, his reality withering away
and his awareness shutting down, but his brain had a night planned, and it was
ready tofucking party.
 
. . . . . . .
 
The music was loud. The lights set a blue and purple tone all around. Was this
the school theatre room? Why were all the chairs gone. Why were there banners,
confetti on the ground, food tables and a disco ball. Second of all where the
fuck was everybody? Also when the hell did he ever own a tuxedo this nice? This
bow tie and classic black suit didn't exist in his closet, he only ever wore
something like this once to his aunt's wedding and it was rented.
While rotating around the room, wondering what was happening. You, came into
sight. He was standing in entrance doorway into the school theatre, and you
were in back end of the room. Your hair was curled, you had on light makeup
that was just enough to make you look like a down right model, at least to
Jungkook. Actually, you always looked like a model to him. He'd never admit it
though. You had on a C/C (color choice) dress with some shoes that had a low
heel to them. You were looking around, as if you were also confused.
Jungkook started to walk towards you, once you heard footsteps you turned
towards, smiling instantly as you also walked towards him. If wasn't long
before you guys met in the middle and his breathe was taken away at the sight
of you under these blue lights with the disco ball circling above you both.
Your gazes were stuck on each-other and he felt in awe just looking at you.
"I've been waiting here for so long, it's been boring. But now you're here!"
You glowed happily as you spoke, giving him a hug. He felt drowned in your
warmth and he wrapped his arms around your back, hugging you tight as he leaned
his head over your shoulder. Shutting his eyes and wanting to have you like
this for as long as he could. The music changed to a slow tune. The smooth and
patient classical song humming through the room, angelic vocals and 'oOOoohs'
playing behind it.
You pulled away from him and he felt cold, only for a second though because by
then you took his hands and slipped your fingertips through them. Squeezing
them and your warm palms sending cozy feelings through him.
"Let's dance." You say quietly with a smile, moving with his hands as you began
to jokingly sway side-to-side. Cold shivers went up his spine, but at the same
time his chest felt hot. You got into a proper dancing position with his arms
around your waist and yours around his. You began to move in motion, on beat
and in sync. Staring at each other as you circled around. Jungkook didn't care
how this happened, he didn't care to wonder why no people were here. He didn't
give one shit about anything except you and him, here in this moment.
He couldn't help himself, fuck you just look so good. The music numbed his
brain and his eyes were only set on you and your glossy lips. The way they
looked under your gleaming eyes. He dived in, colliding his mouth against
yours. He smelt the cherry-bomb sent radiating off of them and he dared to
swipe his tongue out, tasting it.
You both stopped moving, your arms laced around his neck while his slithered
around your hips. Your tongues had slipped into each other's mouth they were
the ones now dancing. Your tongues were wet and wild, wrapping around each-
other and twisting together. Both of you stayed like that, but you slowly
pulled apart. string of a saliva connecting both yours' and his' lips, until it
snapped in the center and he saw your eyes layered with a desire. 
Jungkook groaned, his arms yanking you closer to him and his lips diving in
once again, but this time he was hungry for your neck. He latched onto the side
of your neck, sucking down on your skin as his hand trailed up your side. You
moaned, tracing both your hands up the back of his neck and reaching his flush
hair, running your hands through it as you tried to catch air to breathe.
"Jungkook, I love you."
. . . . . . .
 
When Jungkook opened his eyes and the sun slipped through the blinds onto his
face, he wasn't shocked. He wasn't angry or scared. He just laid there in
defeat that he had been okay the past months. That things had gone back to
normal, and he wasn't thinking about this. He didn't feel anything except
confusion, nothing but confusion on why this happened again after months of it
going away, why did his head do this to him again?
But also that, why did his heart hurt this much at the fact that he wished it
was real?
***** Beach Terror & Adventure *****
Chapter Notes
     I typed most of this on my phone at 4 am lol sorry for any mistakes !
     Hope you enjoy. PLEASE give me feedback, it keeps me willing to write
     this story.
The school year had finally ended and Summer had started a few weeks ago for
everybody. Jungkook hadn't done much except stay up until he passed out, hoping
and praying he would not have another dream about you. He'd just been helping
his mom around the house, playing video games and practicing guitar. Along with
this he had basically lost all contact with everybody. He hadn't called you nor
tried to speak to you. He'd only see you outside sometimes in front of your
house. He'd wave but each time you attempted you walk over he'd run inside,
saying he was busy.
Each time you called his phone ot attempted to text him, he'd avoid it. His
phone hadn't be touched in weeks and he kept his curtains closed so you
couldn't see what he was doing and wonder why he wasn't speaking to you.
He hated it, he hated himself. He didn't want to avoid you, he hoped honestly
that you didn't care but you were probably worried and he hated making you
worry. But he was so fucking confused and just wished 'puberty' didn't fucking
exist. He groaned throwing his head back against his bed headboard to hard. He
muttered a quiet "ow" as he stared at his guitar in the corner of the room. He
was bored out of his mind and deprived of human teenage contact, he wanted to
talk to you and others. But why did his life suddenly flip like this?
Why was he cursed with the terrible life of having sexual thoughts and dreams
of his best friend? Why'd it even have to be you, why wasn't it some other dumb
schoolgirl crush? He sighed, wishing he could change his brain. But each time a
thought entered, it force it's way in and no matter how it was gonna cram
itself into Jungkook's brain.
He got knocked out of his thoughts when he heard familiar goofy laughs across
the street. He turned to his curtained window and whined, getting up and moving
the blinds to see his squad of idiots. Taehyung was laughing his ass off like
some hyena in front of your house while you were also laughing, holding your
stomach slightly. Hoseok was there too, standing with a smile on his face.
Jungkook was torn. He didn't feel mad at you guys for being there without him
since he had openly been avoiding everyone. But he wanted to be there
experiencing everything with them, especially you. 
So Mr. Jeon decided that he had been off the grid for long off enough. He
changed into some old ass ripped skinny jeans that were black. Slipped on his
classic timberland shoes and a baggy white T-shirt. His mom was working late
and he had before hand texted her he'd be out with his friends, gaining
approval instantly. He opened the front door and shut it behind him, locking it
as he started going across the street. You noticed him instantly, a loudly
bright grin spreading across your face as you ran over to him. Gripping his
wrist and yanking him over to you and the boys.
"We thought you died of 'I'm emo and going through a puberty
depression'syndrome'." Hoseok said teasingly to Jungkook, grinning widely as
Taehyung laughed. Jungkook's cheeks flared and he scrunched his eyebrows
angrily at them both, scratching the back of his neck. Though, everything they
joked about literally couldn't have been more true. You rolled your eyes at Tae
and Hoseok, patting Jungkook's back.
"Don't tease him! Our baby's growing up finally, we should be proud of Kookie."
You said happily, hugging Jungkook's side. It was nice to have him back. Your
arms felt so warm and cuddly to Jungkook, he wanted to embrace you in a giant
hug and he would if the annoying Kim Taehyung and Jung Hoseok weren't here. But
all he did was wrap an arm around your shoulders and smile down towards you.
You looked up, instantly surprised at how tall he had suddenly fucking gotten.
And NnoOnOO!! His cute baby cheeks were disappearing! How dare his body do
that!? 
As you looked up at him, Jungkook couldn't help but goofily chuckle at how
confused and cute you looked with your big eyes, staring up at his face
examining it. His cheeks still had a tinge of pink, and he had a floaty feeling
around in his inner chest just looking at you. They were like butterflies in
the stomach they say, but instead they were choking his lungs and hurting his
chest with nervousness. You suddenly pull away from him and he instantly felt
cold.
"GUYS!! His baby cheeks!! They're disappearing!!" You gripped his chin, lightly
turning his head to the boys and smooshing his lips as you showed how
handsomely sculpted his jaw line and face was starting to look. You gulped, did
you just think that? Yeah Jungkook was evilly cute and to handsome for his own
good but-- actually you stop there. And so you do, pushing those thoughts away
as you cleared your throat.
"Y/N is right," Taehyung began, "Baby Kook is disappearing.. and he is now
becoming.. Man Kook."
"Taehyung, stop it." Jungkook said through his squished lips before you finally
let go of his face. Hoseok grinned at everybody in the circle.
"Anyways, it's good you came out. We're actually planning to go to the beach
tomorrow and we were gonna break down your door to force you to come with us."
Hoseok said. Jungkook shrugged his shoulders, beginning to respond.
"That sounds fun but I think I just wanna hang with you right now, the beach
isn't really my thing, so-" Suddenly he felt a sting on the side of his arm and
he winced, shutting his eyes for a split second. He looked towards you who had
just angrily but nicely slapped his arm. He muttered an "ow, stop." While you
angrily stared him down.
"Man Kook, you are going to beach with us! You are going to enjoy this summer
whether you like it or not!" Your finger was pointed while Tae giggled in the
back.
"Gee, okay mom." Jungkook said jokingly, rubbing the stingy hit mark on his
arm. "Also stop torturing me with these dumb ass nicknames." Hoseok grinned.
"Calm down, Kooky boy."
"Where the fuck did that one come from?-- oh fuck you, I see what you did
there."
. . . . . . .
 
The next day, around 5 PM, Jungkook got dressed in a normal outfit that was
easy to slip off while he wore his swim trunks underneath. Hoseok had planned
to pick up Jungkook and Y/N first, then Taehyung. Hoseok had his dad's truck
for the day. Taehyung was bringing a cooler with some soda and other beverages
in them, you had packed "some" snacks in your backpack too for the crew.
Jungkook saw you outside sitting on the curb in front of your house with
everything ready. He smiled walking over, deciding to wait for Hoseok with you.
"Hey Kook-a-boy." You said, grinning to him as he sat next to you.
"These nicknames really gotta stop, they're killing my brain cells." He said
sarcastically with a hint of truth. "Anyways, what snacks did you bring?" You
beam at the question, excited to show what you had gotten for everybody,
instantly rushing to your side and unzipping your backpack.  'She's way too
precious.'' Jungkook smiled in thought.
"Call me the snack God because I'm bringing 2 boxes OF FRUITSNACKS!!" You said,
whipping out the boxes that had 8 bags of fruitsnacks in each. 
"Not to mention this rare bag of CHEETOS!!" You held up the bag before putting
it back in your backpack. You were hyped and proud of yourself for the
gathering of treats you had gotten everyone.
"Also what's a beach party with snacks without some... pOPCORn??!" You said
aggressively while excited, showing the two microwavable popcorn bags. Jungkook
laughed, taking one from your hands and looking at it for a second before
handing it back.
"How are we gonna make that?" He asked. You shrugged, looking around in your
bag as you answered.
"Hoseok says he has a hot plate he'd bring, plus if not we can just throw them
into the campfire." Jungkook rolled his eyes as you giggled. "Speaking of
campfires, I got a few Hershey chocolate bars, graham crackers, marshmallows to
roast and some sticks to put them on."
"Very prepared, though I feel bad now for not bringing anything." Jungkook said
quietly. You scratched the top of his head playfully. Oh God that felt better
than it should to Jungkook, as if he was some kind of a dog. He practically was
with his horny-ness, he's surprised he hasn't started to hump tables yet.
"It's okay Kookie, you're bringing your personality which is just enough since
everybody loves being around you!" He smiled giving you a quick side hug, in
which you returned happily.
"Thanks Y/N."
. . . . . . .
After a few more minutes, Hoseok had picked you guys up and you guys decided to
sit in the open back of the truck. Not long after you guys picked up Taehyung
and he whined, sad you guys had beaten him to the back of the truck and he was
forced to sit in the front seat next to Hoseok.
As you guys road to the beach, Jungkook was happy. He felt so lucky just to
have a nice life this. Even though he was struggling with thoughts about you,
he was just happy to have you and his friends in his life. He admired you, with
your hair blowing in the wind. Your face looking relaxed and so effortlessly
pretty as you stared to side of the truck, you were watching the buildings fly
past you guys while he watched you.
"No Taehyung--"
"But this I love this song!! Please!" Hoseok groaned, keeping his eyes on the
road.
"Yeah but everybody else hates it."
"Whatever." Taehyung sighed in defeat, beginning to take off his shirt while
they were still in car and not yet to the beach.
"TAEhYunG WHAT THE FUck, ARE YOU A TWO YEAR OLD?" Hoseok was confusedly angry
and Jungkook couldn't stop his chest from hurting with laughter.
"SINNER!! PUT YOUR SHIRT BACK ON TAEHYUNg!!" You yelled to the front of the
truck and Hoseok agreed with you.
"We are going tO the beach and its hot as hell!! Everybody stop bullying me!!"
Tae whined.
Jungkook loved you guys. 
. . . . . . .
 It was 6:32 PM when you guys reached the beach. You and Taehyung were the
first ones out the car and to dive into the sand. Jungkook helped Hoseok carry
the cooler Tae brought, helped him set up some towels and prepare the campfire.
Jungkook was standing above the unlit campfire while Hoseok was circling and
edging rocks around it. He noticed you had taken off your clothes that had your
swimsuit underneath. It was a one piece, it made him smile. You had always
covered up more than normal girls, and he liked that. Still it also made his
brain go back to his shitty puberty dreams.
"You like her?" Hoseok said and Jungkook instantly whipped his head towards
him. Shocked and confused. His mouth went agape and he stuttered a bit, looking
down towards Hoseok who was just sitting then with a evil smirk.
"N-No. I don't like her dude, she's just my best friend. O-Okay? When I see her
or look at her when she's happy it makes me happy, yo..you know?" Jungkook's
answer made Hoseok chuckle.
"Yeah okay.. I sure believe you.. great lying skills. Also i'm kidding, you're
terrible at lying. You totally like her and you totally need lying classes.
Also about the lying classes, I'm kidding. Don't waste money on a lying class,
waste it on 'how to not be so obviously in love' classes." Hoseok teased and
Jungkook sighed, rubbing his face.
. . .
Everybody had eventually gotten into their swimsuits and played around the in
the water. You guys had 'water fights' of two, with you and Tae as a team while
Jungkook and Hoseok were one. Jungkook loved it so much and wouldn't forget
your cute scared face when he had snuck up underneath you while he was in the
water and pulled your legs under.
You came up, gasping for air and whipping the water away from your eyes as you
turned behind you, staring at Jeon with such disbelief. Yelling to Taehyung to
attack him and beginning the most annoying water war of the 21st century.
You were all now gathered around the campfire. Day had gone darker and the sky
was a blend of warm night colors. Ater being in the water for hours, you guys
were a crew of finger wrinkled raisins. You had towel over your shoulders as
you created a s'mores, sticking the melted marshmallow you had made over the
fire into your graham cracker sandwich. Hoseok was doing the same as you, while
Jungkook and Taehyung argued over who was going to get the last few Cheetos.
"Me and Hoseok had better water splashes than you and Y/N. And you already ate
an entire box of fucking fruit snacks to yourself, give me the last few cheetos
you child!" Jungkook argued to Taehyung, but Tae just whined.
"Oh yeah? Maybe you guys had better water splashes but that was the only good
thing you guys had. We had tons more of water-battle skills that were out of
your level. And also, I'm not a child. I'm actually older than you Jungkook!
And I don't care if I ate a whole box of fruit snacks I like food alright!"
While everybody was enjoying themselves, the sudden loud approach of music
blasting from a car was getting closer. Everybody turned towards the parking
lot, confused as to who was here. It was so late all the families and others
had left, only you guys were here. It was dark so it was hard to make out what
car it was but tons of people were coming out of it. 
"How in the HELL do you fit that many people in a Jeep?" Hoseok said, squinting
his eyes as he was trying to count how many there were. 
"Seriously how-" Your heart dropped when you recognized one the faces that were
coming towards you. You glared turning away not wanting to look at the person.
Jungkook looked at you, confused by what or who exactly you were seeing.
"Y/N, what's wrong? What do yo-"
"Hey kiddos!" That voice. Jungkook's eyes bulged and he turned back, being met
with the face of the one and only that was standing above all of them. His body
being showed and lit by the campfire.
"UGh, guess it's time to fuckin' leave," Hoseok began to get up and dust off
the sand on his shorts while everybody else sat. "Hi fuckface, I see you
brought your entire squad of scumbags."
"My names Jimin, ya know." Jimin chuckled, looking down towards you and
smiling. "Hey Y/N, once again you're out with these chumps but you still aren't
answering my texts." He said, jokingly as he acted as if his heart was hurting,
placing his hands over his chest.
"Stop calling them names alright? They're chumps to you but they're cool to me.
Harass some other students at our school, leave me and my friends alone." You
hissed to him, an unamused look on your face as you really meant business.
"Gee, you just called them cool? You must be a nutcase and so are your friends,
I like that though. Kinda spicy." Before any of you guys could shoot back at
him, his usual friends Namjoon and Yoongi appeared beside him. Along with some
other random high school kids. You sighed, standing up but smiling. Jimin
smirked, quirking a brow to you. "Well boys, looks like it really is time to go
home. Sorry to your cute beach party." He chuckled. You glared, standing up but
then pulling a twist on everybody. You smiled, laughing at Jimin.
"It's okay guys, let's move to the other side of the beach! Or better yet let's
go to the rocks, we can get a better view of the ocean from there. And the
crashing sounds of the waves will cancel out any fuckboy voices!" You said,
saying it in the nicest and sarcastic way something like that could be said.
Hoseok nodded with what you, picking up the cooler and some other stuff while
Taehyung started to pick up the beach towels, and Jungkook grabbed the snacks.
Jimin's jaw dropped for a second, and then it closed, him staring with a
disgusted look.
"The hell." He scoffed, and then snorted. Laughing as he leaned back to his
friends. "You see these cucks? God, I feel so bad for Y/N. How on earth did she
get involved with these sad fucks?" He had a dumbass grin on his face and was
taken back when Yoongi aggressively, grabbed his shoulder. Yanking back the
cocky male.
"Leave them be, Jesus Christ, every time you encounter somebody you don't know
you don't have to be an cocky asshole. They were enjoying themselves you know?
Just shut up." Yoongi said to him, looking towards you and the others as you
guys began to walk away. He locked eyes and his stare was glued to you, and
Jungkook noticed it and looked to you. Seeing how both and Yoongi had made eye
contact, as if mentally signalling something to each other. Did you know him?
Jimin completely ignored what the pale mint-haired boy said, whistling to you
and yelling.
"Y/N! The offer is always open!" He yelled towards you. You laughed.
"Fuck off Jimin, if you want your dick wet so bad just go jump in the ocean!"
You snarled, walking aggressively faster than everybody else, Taehyung started
laughing his ass off, pointing towards Jimin with Hoseok. Jimin obviously
looked heated and upset, puffing his cheeks out in an angry sigh towards Hoseok
and Taehyung while Yoongi watched you walk away. Jungkook caught up with you
and smiled to your side. You felt better with him next to you, more calm, so
you smiled.
"He's always been annoying, but I'm pretty sure I hate Jimin." You said.
"If he tries to bother us again, I might just shove some of those fruit snacks
up his ass." Jungkook said happily with a smile. It was a joke but he did wanna
break Jimin's dumb fucking face for ruining the moment. You laughed.
"Thanks Kook."
 
. . . . . . .
 
The night at the beach was enjoyable, and though the intrusion of Jimin and his
friends did kill the mood. You guys had managed to move spots and spent the
rest of the night telling ghost stories. Taehyung had begged to be in the open
back of the truck, after lots of whining he won. You were put back there with
him to keep an eye out, making sure the silly goose didn't fall over cause of
how goofily annoying he was. So Jungkook sat in the front seat, next to Hoseok
as they drove back home. The window behind connecting the truck was rolled up
since the wind was bothering Hoseok. So Tae and you couldn't hear what they
were talking about unless they yelled.
"Well, that was nice. Of course Jimin always shows up to ruin things when you
least expect it." Hoseok said to Jungkook, keeping his eyes on the road as he
chuckled.
"Yeah. Speaking of which, since I haven't been around much lately uhh.. has she
still been getting texts from him?" Jungkook asked, scratching the back of his
neck hoping the question wasn't to weird. He was just wondering, yeah? Yeah.
Hoseok laughed when Jungkook said it, causing the boy to look at his older
friend.
"Yeah, not only is Jimin still texting her. But she's been whining about her
phone exploding ever since Summer started." Jungkook scrunched his eyebrows,
wrinkling his nose up in confusion and disgust at what Hoseok said. Was this
true? Should he be surprised? He guessed it made sense since you were gorgeous
as hell, and boys had bothered you before, even in middle school. But it didn't
make him feel weird then, but now it was making Jungkook feel weird.
"And dude, you should have seen. You went home right after finals but after
testing was done, Y/N got asked out by a senior." Jungkook nearly choked on the
air in his lungs, coughing aggressively and then covering it up quickly with a
laugh. A senior? Why the hell would a senior ask you out literally when they
just finished high school?
"Who the fuck even asked-"
"Suho, ya know? He used to hang with a Jimin a lot and did football up until
this year. He asked her outside loudly when everybody was leaving. All she did
was awkwardly laugh and say 'sorry'. Man did he look defeated. His cocky smile
faded and he ran to his car." Jungkook's insides were curling, he couldn't stop
cringing at how terribly uncomfortable that must have felt for you. And how
shattering it must of felt for Suho, he deserved it though. They wouldn't look
good together, they didn't fit together. Y/N didn't fit with anyone, no body
should really be with Y/N except for like--
'Someone like me.'
Jungkook mentally groaned at himself for thinking that but it made sense,
right? It made sense if Y/N were to be with someone she knew, it'd be Jungkook.
Yeah, cause he knows her better than everyone, and she knew him just as much as
he did. He knew about childhood fears, always scared of going in her closet or
how she thought under her bed lead to a different universe. The corners of his
mouth upturned just a bit. The memories of their childhood together made his
heart burn wildly, and all he wished was to hug her as tight as he used to when
they were 10.
"TAEHYUNG! STOP LEANING SO FAR OFF THE EDGE!" Both Jungkook and Hoseok could
hear your yelling now from the back of the truck.
"STOP CONTROLLING MY LIFE!" Taehyung screamed back. They then heard the loud
yelp of him being yanked back onto the hard metal of the vehicle.
"YOU DYSFUNCTIONAL BRAT YOU'RE GONNA DIE!" You fumed at Taehyung as the boy
fake cried. Hoseok laughed quietly as Jungkook's face was red with giggles,
stuffing his face into his hands.
 
. . . . . . .
 
A week passed and Jungkook had gotten back into the groove with you guys. The
old days were back and everybody had been texting regularly together in the
group text. And you and him had gone back to the goofy private texting you and
him had done since you guys had gotten phones. Jungkook couldn't stop smiling
down at his phone as he stuffed cereal into his face.
 
> prince dumbass / 2:33 AM
i think in my past life I was a guinea pig
 
> horseface / 2:36 AM
what the fuck Taehyung go to sleep
 
> angel girl / 2:38 AM
tae I don't think that's possible when a guinea pig is smarter than you
 
> prince dumbass / 2:40 AM
NO guys im serious i never eat carrots but ive been craving them since
yesterday and i can't stop wanting to hide under my sheets
 
 
> prince dumbass / 2:41 AM
and i wanted sunflower seeds too!! i never want sunflower seeds!! sunflower
seeds r gross!! nobody eats theM EXCEPT FOR GUINEA PIGS!!
 
> kookster / 2:42 AM
y/n is right, you'd be something less intelligent than guinea pig.
 
> horseface / 2:43 AM
agreed
 
> prince dumbass / 2:44 AM
YOU ALL WOULD HAVE BEEN CATS IN UR PAST LIFE. U LOOK NICE AND FLUFFY BUT U
SCRATCH EVERYBODY STOP BULLYING ME !
 
Jungkook tried his best not to choke on his food, chuckling as he left his
spoon inside the bowl. Just then his phone vibrated at the top. A new messaging
appearing. "from angel girl" it read, must be yours and his private
conversation. He clicked on it and it lead him to the separate set of new
texts.
 
> angel girl / 2:47 AM
i can see you in your kitchen with the light on, the window blinds aren't
hiding you and that bowl of food.
 
> kookster / 2:47 AM
stalker much?
 
> angel girl / 2:48 AM
sorry. couldn't stop looking, the way you stuff those beans in your mouth,
perfection.
 
> kookster / 2:48 AM
its cereal.
 
> angel girl / 2:49 AM
looking across the street at your friends house and squinting your eyes to see
if that's them eating at 2 am isn't exactly HD vision. I guessed the food
 
> kookster / 2:49 AM
lmao yeah but why beans?
 
> angel girl / 2:50 AM
the more you eat the more you toot?
 
> kookster / 2:50 AM
the magiciAL FRUIT
 
> angel girl / 2:51 AM
we act like 5 year olds
 
Jungkook had stopped eating his cereal and was busting with laughter. He looked
over and through the front windows. Across the street you were in your living
room, the lights dimmed as you stared at him. Once you both made eye contact,
you started to dance dumbly. Flailing your arms everywhere. He scoffed, shaking
his head with a smile as he got from his chair and decided to challenge you. He
stated jazzing around, swirling his hips and snapping his fingers. He could see
your hands go down to your knees as you started to laugh. God he wished he was
next to you, of course it was fun having a dance battle through the windows.
But he wanted to hear your sweet laughs and see the crinkles in the corners of
your beautiful eyes.
Suddenly you had ran off and your weren't in the living room anymore. Jungkook
squinted his eyes, trying to spot you but he couldn't. Suddenly you had came
back into view, your hair up, a jacket one and a backpack over your shoulders.
Gee you were confusing, even more confusing when you had took your phone, went
to the front door and silently shut it. Looking both ways on the road before
dashing over to Jungkook's house. He shut off the kitchen light and rushed over
to his front door, silently opening it as he met with your face.
"Y/N-- what are you doing?"
"Get a jacket, a backpack and maybe some money--" You looked excited as ever, a
giant grin spreading across your face as you spoke. He shook his head,
chuckling.
"You can't be seriou-" You interrupted him but grabbing his hands and shaking
them, quietly whining so no one would hear. He felt his skin catch on fire and
thank God it was so dark outside, you couldn't see the crimson circles on his
cheeks.
"Jeon, we're only young once. It's Summer and your my bestest friend ever.
Let's go on an adventure! Let's take cheesy Polaroids! I brought my camera-
- Jungkook please-!"
"Okay." You were surprised, but the giant smile on his face said it all. He
quietly went upstairs while you waited on the porch, rummaging through his
closet as his heart raced. He got a black hoodie and slipped it over himself,
finding his Vans backpack, dumping it out and grabbing his wallet from his
desk. With that he headed back down and both of you were on the porch. He
locked the door and once you heard it click, you took his hand and started
running with him down the sidewalk. He couldn't stop the laughs escaping him,
though you kept shushing him as you guys made it out the neighborhood.
"You always surprise me. Didn't expect to go on a jog at 3 am." He said,
beginning to get out of breath as you guys continued to run.
"That's a good thing though? Right? Expect the unexpected? What's life worth
 if you already knew what was gonna happen? Like right now, I didn't know we
were gonna do this either. Take chances." You were breathless, both of you
stopping and catching a second to breath. He took in what you said, for some
reason it sunk into his head. He then looked at you smiling as he panted.
"Yeah."
***** Food Court Rumble *****
. . .
It was 3:20 AM when you guys had started to make it into town. You walked side
by side and out the corner of your eye you noticed a convenience store. You
grabbed his wrist, stopping him as you pointed.
"I brought like 40 dollars, let's get some shit to eat?" You said, wondering if
he wanted to as you wiggled your brow. He shrugged, turning towards the store.
"I could go for some Cheetos." You beamed, happy at his answer as you both
began to walk towards the store. You both walked in, the door dinging as it
shut behind you, catching the attention of the teenage boy who was working the
counter. He looked up from his magazine and towards you and Jungkook. You
didn't notice, instead you ran over to aisle instantly, dragging Jungkook
behind you.
Jungkook did notice though, how the boy's eyes followed your movements, staring
for a bit before looking down and then back up at you. He knew that look, after
all Jungkook was a boy himself. And he couldn't help but feel the need to
somehow show the boy that he can't just stare at you. Yeah he had every right
to since you were drop dead beautiful but-- 'actually that scrub doesn't have a
right at all to look her up and down like that.' Jungkook was confused again by
his own thoughts.
Did he himself even have a right to think like this? He didn't own you, you
weren't his. So why did he care? He kept pushing himself to wonder why, yet he
knew the answer in the back of his brain but wouldn't admit it.
"Earth to Kookie?" He swerved his head away from the teen boy and to you as you
waved your hands in front his face. "What are you getting?"
"Uhh I'll get the Cheetos like I said and some uh... bubblegum."
"You gonna crunch the Cheetos and mix them into your gum?"
"Can you not make things gross for one second, Y/N?" He muttered to you as you
just giggled under your breath. You had gathered all the candy you wanted and
you went for your backpack but Jungkook stopped you.
"I'll pay." He said, smiling. He knew you worked hard for your money. You mowed
lawns and did housework for people around the year once in awhile, and you only
spent your money when you needed to.
"But Jungkook-"
"Don't try me right now, in fact go get two of those cups and fill one up for
each of us." He said, pointing towards the soda machine with a cup stand in the
back of the small store. You groaned.
"Geez, ok bossy." You began to walk over to the machine and he headed to the
counter with the stuff you guys had gotten. 
"We're getting two drink cups too." He said to the teenage cashier while the
young boy tapped away at the screen in front of him. He scanned your items.
Cheetos, bubblegum for Jungkook. While you had gotten a small can of chips and
a pack of skittles. Jungkook was gathering money from out his wallet to match
the total that was on the pay screen.
"Are you her brother?" Jungkook looked up instantly, his eyes confused at the
boy's question. Why the fuck would he ask that?
"No?" He replied to boy, noticing the name tag on the side of his shirt that
read "Ryan".
"Are you her uh... boyfriend?" The kid said, scratching his arm as his gaze
went behind Jungkook and to the back of the store where you were at.
Oh.
Now Jungkook gets it.
He wanted to say yes. Oh dear God how good it would feel to say yes. Jungkook
couldn't imagine something at this moment that would make him more happy than
being labeled your boyfriend. Shit, he could be labeled as your bitch and he'd
probably still love it. Yeah he'd love it. But no he couldn't possibly just say
he's your--
"Y-YEah. I'm her boyfriend." He almost choked as he said it but damn it felt
good. Wow he loved it?? His brain was flipping into every corner, every piece
of it being thrown all over the place. Though he did felt guilty-- only a bit.
By that he meant his entire stomach turned in disgust at himself for lying, but
SHIT. He liked saying he was your boyfriend. 
"Oh. Ok." The kid turned back to the screen and you walked up with the drinks.
Jungkook payed it all and grabbed the bag, walking out with you. As you guys
left the store and walked down the dark sidewalk, Jungkook bit his lip
nervously.
"You think you'll ever see that kid again?" He asked you. You shrugged.
"Nope, why?"
"..Just wondering."
. . .
 
You guys were sitting at some park, under a tree as you began to open all your
food and stuff it in your faces. It started by talking about how pretty the sky
was but how annoying the fucking bugs were. You whined, slapping away a
mosquito that was on your arm.
"Why does Mother Nature have to be so pretty but so gross to?" You questioned,
looking up at the sky. Jungkook shrugged, looking up at the sky with you as he
sipped on his straw, the soda nicely burning his throat. Suddenly the aroma
changed and you looked awkward, confused, maybe even sad?
"What are you thinking about?" Jungkook asked, nudging closer to you,
continuing to sip his drink.
"I really love being with you." He inhaled some soda at what you said, hacking
up the bit he had inhalfed before looking at you with a questionable stare.
"What do you mean-- I mean, I love being with you too Y/N. You're my best
friend and all--"
"No I mean just being with you. Here. Every second I'm with you I just feel
complete, at peace and happy. I feel young and free. And that I could freeze
this moment in time, to enjoy this feeling, forever." He was in shock. His
heart was swelling, his head was hot and his soul was heaving. The way you
spoke was so casual and soft, your gaze towards the stars as you spoke. He got
closer to you, staring at the side of your face before you turned to him. Your
noses a few inches apart as you stared at each other. His throat was caught,
the air in his lungs struggling to get out as his eyes wandered to your lips.
"I feel the same wa-"
"Jungkook your soda is literally spilling out on to your pants." He looked
down, the soda lid had fallen onto his lap, his cup empty and the crotch area
of his black skinny jeans were soaked. His cheeks were fucking lit as hell. His
face melting off practically at how hot it felt and how red it must of looked,
once again though the dark saved him.
"Why does God ruin my special moments?" He questioned, you laughed. You turned
over to your backpack, rummaging through it and, getting out some napkins and
throwing them at Jungkook. Before he knew it, he heard two quick clicks and saw
two bright flashes. He turned, seeing your polaroid camera in your hands as it
printed out two pictures slowly. He whined.
"And why do you have to capture those ruined moments?" You shook your head,
handing him one image. Both of you hanging it towards the street light to
examine it. You gotten one with you grinning happily up at the camera as
Jungkook was wiping himself off with the napkins in the background, the trashed
and empty soda cup beside him.
"You keep one, I keep one. Deal?" He smiled, then it turned into a grin.
"Deal."
. . .
You guys finished munching on your snacks, and threw away the aftermath
afterwards in one of the park garbages' cans. After he had begged, you gave him
the rest of your soda and he praised you. Now both of you guys were walking,
close to next each other. You were heading back to your guys' neighborhood. The
walk had gotten silent and both of you were just enjoying the scenery around.
Though Jungkook kept taking glances here and there at you, or more
specifically; your hand.
He wanted to touch your hand so badly. Your skin felt ten times warmer than his
each time you would grab his wrist to drag him, he'd felt how soft they were.
He just wanted to run his fingertips over them. To touch you in any way he
possibly could so his mind wouldn't dare to think up those dreams again. But
maybe that'd actually make the dreams worse. But he still had the desire. 
He bit his lip, turning his head away as he thought about what you said earlier
when this night had started. Take chances. That's all he needed to do, right?
Just a chance. But what if that chance would ruin it all, what if hurt more
than the risk it was worth? But that's it, he won't know until he does it. So
he slowly gets closer, your shoulders almost touching.
His fingertips run over the edges of yours, and he can feel shivers go up his
spine and through his ribs. Both of you guys are looking away and nothing
happens for the next few seconds. He's already here, may as well just do it. He
slips the tips of his fingers through the ends of yours. In an instant you
fully have his fingers slip in between yours and you grip them gently. Just
like he thought, your hand felt so warm, it calmed him and he was quite happy
you had continued to hold hands with him. 
Though neither of you are saying anything. You aren't looking at each other,
obviously because of how strange this felt. God he loved this, yes it felt
weird but even this was just enough contact for him, of course though he wanted
way more than he'd admit. It's like both of you guys didn't want to believe
what was happening, yet you wanted it to happen, and you wanted to enjoy it.
And so you did. You guys held hands the entire rest of the walk back to your
houses. You guys didn't talk, but you could feel the comfortable yet "shit this
is weird" feeling aroma both of you guys had. His face was red hot hell as you
both made it up to the porch at his house. Your fingers slipped out his and he
felt so cold. But you sent him a warm smile, stuffing your hands into your
jacket pockets.
"Night Kook. Thanks for going with me on this late night adventure."  You said,
grinning widely. He smiled, scratching the back of his head as he began to
unlock his door. 
"Goodnight Y/N, thanks for forcing me out.. it was fun." He watched as you
backed away, walking off the end and going across the street. You looked back,
giggling.
"Sleep well Mr. Pube!" You said not to quietly, but not super loud. Yelling it
to him as you were half way across the street. He scrunched his brows and shook
his head, walking inside his house and locking the door quietly behind him. He
looked at the clock and quickly recalled the entire night.
His stomach fluttered and his heart melted but also raced. As his brain and
every part of him couldn't keep lying to himself.
Shit, he likes you.
 
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 
 
Jungkook really didn't have the brain capacity at the moment to process what
had just happened. After getting back home from yours and his late night
adventure, it was around 4:30 AM and he wanted to just sink into his mattress.
So he stripped off all his clothes except for his boxers and slumped into his
bed. He was so fucked. He really wished that he had never existed, or at least
that these 'feelings' never existed. He sat up from his bed and grabbed his
jeans he had taken off from the floor and reaches into the side pocket. With
that some random change fell out but he found the Polaroid you had given him to
remember this night. He stared your big smile, your eyes slightly squint
because of the camera flash, while he tried to clean up his spilt soda with a
pile of napkins in the background.
Your faces were so close before you had pointed out his spilt soda. There was a
chance. A moment he may have been able to touch your lips for real instead of
his fucking brain imagining it without his permission.
But a miracle happened afterwards, some way and some how he got the guts to
touch your hand. Not to mention hold it the entire way back from your walk. And
you.. didn't reject him. Even though both of you were probably to freaked out
to look at each other, you did hold hands. His breath hitched and he shut his
eyes, a new thought entering his mind. Nothing he had ever considered before.
Did you maybe like him? His heart practically swooned at the thought and he
groaned at himself, placing the Polaroid on his bed side end table as he laid
back down. Jesus Christ when did he become a flustered 10 year old girl who was
obsessed with Shawn Mendes each time he thought about you? Shit, shit shIT sHiT
sHIT-
He could feel his lower abdomen start to heat up, his 'areas' beginning to
tingle and harden as he groaned, shutting his eyes. He couldn't blame his dumb
dreams or anything else since this thought had just forced its way into his
head.
'Has she ever masturbated about me?'
He whined, rolling over in his bed and forcing the covers over himself, knowing
that Hell was coming. He just wanted to fucking sleep and now he had a boner.
No doubt now that his brain was gonna take these thoughts and run with them.
Another dream was sure to happen. Being a horny teenage boy fucking sucked.
Especially when you're a late bloomer and you couldn't stop thinking about your
hot best friend. He gulped, opening his eyes as he still was in shock about his
realization that he liked Y/N. It'd been crammed way back in his head ever
since they had met. His feelings festering but he was no more able to control
it after all these years.
Each time he saw you his chest would flutter and his heart would boom wildly.
Each time you smiled his body would melt. Each time he heard you laugh his soul
would fly and it'd get harder for him to breathe. He loves playing video games
with you. Fighting at who was better and both of you trying to cheat as much as
you guys could. He loves stuffing food into his face with you. He loves
spending his youth with you and those two dumb morons Hoseok and Taehyung. 
Jungkook signed, one last time as he tried his best to sleep. Shifting
uncomfortably because of his 'little problem' in the middle of his legs.
Eventually, slumber took him away. And his mind was ready to fuck him over once
again.
. . . . . . .
Hot drops of water ran down the back of Jungkook's neck. His undressed body was
shining as the shower went over him. His hair that was stuck to his forehead
was flipped up by a soft hand. He shut his eyes, basking in the smooth feeling
of her hand running through his hair. The sudden feeling of a soft yet tight
engulfing surrounding him and he opened his eyes. Looking down, he stared into
her E/C orbs as she tenderly wrapped around him.
He dipped his head down to reach her level, taking his hand and lifting her
chin up as their lips collided. Her sweet lips felt like clouds against his
gritty chapped ones. They pulled closer and his arms loosely wrapped around her
waist. When they pulled away he stared in awe at how earthly she looked. He
felt like she was the sun and he was burning next to her, or was that just the
hot water? Either way you were roaming your hands up and down his abdomen. He
went back in for a kiss, this time aggressively flicking his tongue against
your bottom lip. Begging for entrance.
He wanted you in every way possible. Not just like this though. He wanted you
sweating under him, whimpering his name as he made feel good. But he also
wanted to hold you, each time you both were playing videos or watching TV. He
wanted to be embarrassed each time you teased him. He wanted to spend every
breathing aching moment by your side. He wanted to be your source as light as
your were for him. He wanted to warm you up each time you felt cold, he wanted
your pains and tears to sink into him each time you were sad. He wanted all of
you. He wanted your body, your mind, your heart, your soul. He wanted
everything, and he prayed that you possibly might feel the same. 
'Please be mine.'
The only thing he could fathom to think about at this moment. His. He kept
wishing, dreaming of the chance that he could make you his. And you could make
him yours. Who was he kidding? He already was yours, he'd let himself be
controlled by you anytime. He only thought of you, he only wished of you, he
only dreamed of you. He only hoped, for you.
. . . . . . .
 Jungkook woke up when his eyes shot open because his phone started to vibrate
aggressively. He put his arm to the side, rubbing his eyes as he tried to find
it with his hands. Once he did he prepared for his eyes to be burned to death.
He squinted them, making contact with the screen as the bright sting slowly
wore off. The time at the top of the screen was 11:20 AM. It was time to get up
anyways.
 
Incoming Call:
prince dumbass
 
Jungkook groaned and clicked answer, the phone stopping its vibration as he put
it up to his ear.
"Hey guy who thinks he's a hamster." Jungkook said, yawning as he threw his bed
covers off and sat on the side of the bed, stretching his arms and legs.
"Will I ever not be judged?" Taehyung dramatically questioned as he did a long
sigh, and Jungkook could just picture his face acting as if he was distressed.
"Anyways, I have nothing to do!! I'm bored as shit and I wanna go to the arcade
with my boys!! Maybe get some grub at the food court in the mall or something."
Jungkook got up from his bed and waltzed over to his bathroom, replying to Tae.
"Eh, Summer has almost already flown past us. I'll go. But you said 'my boys'.
Is  Y/N not coming?" Jungkook asked, putting the phone on speaker and setting
it on the bathroom shelf as he grabbed his toothbrush.
"Nah she's not, she was the first person I called. She said she had some
'stuff' to do today with her family? I don't know. BUT, Hoseok is coming. So is
Seokjin! We haven't seen him in a while." What Taehyung said obviously sent a
ping of sadness to Jungkook's heart. Was she not coming because of him and what
happened last night? He shook his head, throwing the bad thought out the
window. Nah, you're probably just busy today.
"Alright, yeah it'll be cool to see Jin. He's been so busy with starting
college and all. I'm guessing since Hoseok's the only one with a license he's
picking everybody up?" Jungkook replied, uncapping the toothpaste squirting
some onto his toothbrush.
 "Yup! We'll drop by your house at like 6 pm or something. See you then Kooks!"
Taehyung said. Jungkook had started to brush and spat out the foam.
"Bye hamster boy." Jungkook said as he laughed, Taehyung whined in the
background before the phone hung up. Jungkook looked at himself in the mirror
and cringed at the few zits around his forehead. He sighed, splashing some
water in his face and using a random scrub his mom had. He look back once more
in the mirror, muttering to himself.
"Puberty has not hit me like a truck." He said, suddenly feeling low of
himself. Someone else certainly did not think that though.
. . . . . . . 
"I don't think ants have brains, they're so small how can they even function at
all?" Hoseok questioned to Jin beside him as he pulled into the shopping center
parking lot. Jungkook was suffering in the backseat of the car with Taehyung.
Jin shrugged with a smile.
"I think they function because of a miracle of our Lord and Savior Jesus
Christ!" Jin said happily, Hoseok chuckled a bit while everybody began to get
out the car.
"What happened to the truck again Hoseok?" Jungkook asked, looking towards him
as they headed for the shopping center entrance. 
"Hey yeah-- I wanted to hang out the back of it again!" Taehyung whined,
Seokjin giggling as they went through the automatic sliding doors.
"I told you guys, it's in the shop because my cousin crushed the front and
jacked up the engine." Hoseok said, sighing. "Now, are we going to the arcade
or what? I only came here to destroy you scrubs at pinball." Seokjin gasped at
what Hoseok said.
"Have you forgotten I have ultra skills at pinball Hoseok?" Jungkook said with
a smirk.
"Please, you're a youngster. Let's battle to really see the true master."
Hoseok replied back, crossing his arms as he stared down Jungkook with a smile
on his face.
"I wanna play the claw machine!" Jin said excitedly as he threw his hands up.
Taehyung gasped, grabbing Jin's hands and shaking them up and down.
"Me too!"
. . . . . . .
Jin had two plush stuffed KAWAII kittens latched under his arms as he hopped to
the food court with the rest of the boys beside him. Taehyung had a stuffed dog
with its tongue stuck out and a pink fairy wand in his hand that he was waving
around. Hoseok had a pair of cheap plastic sunglasses that barely fit his head
since they were meant for kids, along with a paper crown on his head that had
"Pinball God" written on it. Jungkook had also a paper crown, which had
"Pinball Prince" written on it, along with a long row of tickets wrapped around
his neck. They sat down at a circluar table in the food court. 
"I owned you, but you still good champ!" Hoseok said with a evil smile as he
pat Jungkook's back. Jungkook just rolled his eyes as he looked at the food
menu hung on the wall.
"Kook why didn't you buy anything with your tickets?" Jin questioned, also
looking at the menu.
"I'm greedy I guess." Jungkook said with a shrug. Everybody was staring at the
list of foods and was figuring out what they wanted to order before Hoseok
broke the silence.
"Eh, Jin isn't your boyfriend coming to meet us?" Hoseok said, grabbing Jin's
attention as he turned to all the boys, a grin spreading across his face.
"Oh yeah! He wants to know all my friends. He's was a senior this year but
finished high school like me, and this year we'll both be going to the same
college!" Jin said excitedly, almost squealing. Taehyung faked a sob and Jin
comforted him by rubbing his shoulder. "Sorry tae tae, I can still try to
change my college application-"
"Yah, Jin you got like 3 freaking scholarships dude, and your boyfriend must be
smart as hell too, to be going to the same college as you. Don't worry, I'll
make sure these two sillies don't get into any trouble." Hoseok said, smiling
as he finally took off those damn tight sunglasses, handing them over to
Taehyung so he could play with them. Jin smiled back as he chuckled.
"Thanks Hoseok, also, he said he had parked. So I texted him we were at the
food court and to go to the table with all the goofy people in arcade gear."
Jin clapped his hands, winking as he did finger guns. "In honor of us sadly not
going to college all together, IM PAYING FOR OUR FOOD! What do ya kiddies
want?" He questioned. He first pointed to Hoseok.
"A salad and one of those gross looking green health shakes." Hoseok said.
"Since when did you care about health?" Jungkook said with a smirk.
"Since I started dancing and worrying I might get heart disease like my uncle."
Hoseok replied.
"Okayyy.. and you goofster?" Jin said, pointing to Taehyung.
"A milkshake, uhh uHh a CHOCOLATE PIE SLICE, A SUNDAE AND FRIES!" Tae said with
giddy attitude, as always.
"And the youngest kiddie?" Jin said, lastly pointing at Jungkook.
"Fries and a coke." He said. Taehyung GASPED in disgust.
"Basic!" He said to Jungkook while Jin walked over to the counter to order for
everybody. Jungkook rolled his eyes.
"Yeah ok, at least 80% of my order wasn't pure sugar." He shot back, making
Hoseok laugh and Tae 'hmph'. 
Everybody waited for their food to arrive, Taehyung occupied himself by trying
Hoseok's plastic glasses on his animals and himself. While Hoseok stared into
his phone and Jungkook rested his head on the table. They were able to stay
like that for a good few minutes. Jungkook even shut his eyes and napped for a
bit on the dirty table, though that probably wasn't good for his face. He was
tired. But his eyes shot open when he heard a deep voice behind him.
A familiar deep voice.
"Hey are you guys Seokjin's frien--" Everything stopped when Jungkook lifted
his head, turned around in his seat and made eye contact with him. Tae and
Hoseok looked at Jungkook, then behind, seeing the male stand above them.
It was Namjoon, and Jimin was standing behind him.
Everybody stood frozen, Namjoon with his arms stuck to his sides. Jimin with a
confused look on his face as he scratched his ear. Hoseok with his phone in his
hand, Jungkook with his head barely up from the table, and Taehyung with the
damn sunglasses stuck on his forehead. No sound made between them except for
the echo of everybody else in the hall. Jin walked to the table, a tray in his
hands with all the ordered food. He gasped, smiling as he sat the tray down in
the center of the table and going over to jump into Namjoon's arms.
"Oh! You brought Jimin too!" Jin squealed, giving his apparent boyfriend,
Namjoon a kiss on the cheek. He then noticed how everybody was not moving at
all. He squinted his brows. "Everything alright?" Laughter erupted from Jimin,
his cheeks rounding around his face as he looked at Hoseok and Jungkook.
"Nice crowns boys, how are you guys in high school? Did you get lose from
Kindergarten?" He said with a low chuckle.
"Fuck you Jimin." Jungkook said, burrowing his eyebrows. The words laced with
pure hatred.
"Do you guys know each other-" Jin was cut off by words being thrown back and
forth quicker than the speed of light. 
"You're like 5'2 Jimin, I could actually crush you."
"Shut the fuck up Hoseok."
"Those glasses don't fit you."
"Namjoon, leave me and my unfitting glasses and my plush doggie ALONE!"
"Jimin why are you here? Aren't you to busy with fucking yourself and your
giant ego to be anywhere?"
"Ahh-- so Kookie got a potty mouth? Who would have known. Last time your
girlfriend had to stick up for you."
"I'll shove this salad down your fucking throat--"
"I actually wanna eat that salad Jungkook- throw the gross health smoothie at
him instead."
"I'm calling the POLICE! *scream*"
"Jesus Taehyung chill--"
"I could smash that food tray over your heads."
"Yeah! Tell em Namjoon!--"
Jin didn't know what to do, his mouth wide, not expecting this to happen.
Though another voice did break the heated insult match.
"What the hell is happening here?" 
Everybody turned to see the classic white haired boy Yoongi, standing with a
tray in his hands and a footlocker employee outfit on. And Jungkook almost had
a heart attack when he saw the person standing beside Yoongi. A tray also in
her hands as she stared, wearing the same employee outfit as Yoongi with a name
tag over her chest.
"Y/N?"
***** Forced Unity *****
Jungkook's entire being was confused, he literally felt as if an earthquake was
happening. Not only was Jin dating Namjoon who was friends with fucboi Jimin,
but Yoongi was there working, with you. All he did was stare at you and Yoongi
standing next to each other. Your face looked annoyed but also embarrassed.
Jungkook had tuned out what was happening behind him but Jimin had fallen to
floor. Namjoon was trying to hold him up as Jimin hysterically laughed, getting
weird looks from other people inside the mall.
"Y-you work *laugh* at fucking Footlocker?!" Jimin said, pointing to Yoongi as
he kneeled in the ground, holding his stomach. Jimin simply couldn't keep his
composure. Jin was so confused, he just awkwardly laughed as he watched
everybody confront each other.
"Y/N-ah?" Taehyung said, as if there were tears in his eyes, staring at you
almost as shocked as Jungkook was. "You work with the EMO!" He said, gasping
and falling back into his seat. Yoongi scrunched up his nose in disgust and
scoffed.
"I thought you were joking when they actually called me emo." Yoongi said,
taking a glance towards you. Taehyung gasped even louder.
"You told the EMO that we call him EMO?" Tae said, putting his hand on his
chest, looking towards Hoseok and Jungkook. Y/N rolled her eyes, rubbing her
temple as she groaned. Hoseok waved his hands wildly, throwing a bunch of 'yah
yah yahs' out his mouth. Trying to have everybody calm down. He turned turned
to Yoongi and Y/N.
"Y/N, is this why you couldn't come with us to the arcade?" Hoseok asked, his
hand sneakily going to the food tray and grabbing his salad off it. Y/N sighed,
setting her empty food tray down on a table.
"Yes. I told you guys before, I've been trying to get a proper job to earn some
money before Summer is over. And practically every job was taken except for
Footlocker, and Yoongi just so happened to work there. Plus he's not as bad as
you might think." You stated, crossing your arms. Jungkook felt a tinge of fury
when he saw Yoongi shyly smile at you as you spoke about him. Taehyung was
gonna interrupt you but you continued. 
"I didn't tell any of you because you would have most likely annoyed me until I
quit my job since Yoongi worked there, nor did I want you coming there to
bother him. And guess what, he didn't tell his friends he worked there either
so that none of them would come bother me. Okay, it's fine, Yoongi is just my
coworker. Sheesh.." You finally finished talking, taking a deep breath and
huffing as you looked at everyone. Yoongi agreed with you, then looked back at
everyone else confusedly.
"Also, shouldn't you guys explain yourselves as to what's happening here?" He
said, pointing and circling his finger towards everybody. Jimin had gone up
from the floor and standing, he wiped a laughing tear from his eye as Namjoon
began to speak.
"They're Jin's friends, you know, the ones I've been meaning to meet," Namjoon
said with a sigh, looking towards his boyfriend with a light smile. "I knew Jin
was liked by everybody and he could be friends with anybody, but I didn't know
they were.. these guys." Namjoon scratched the back of his head as he awkwardly
looked around. Jin giggled and pat Namjoon's shoulder.
"Ahh.. this is all my fault, I didn't know there was a.. feud between you all?
It might not be none of my business but.. why don't you all like each other?"
Jin asked. Jungkook had been silent this whole time, welling up with anger but
he finally broke his voice.
"We all go to the same high school, and Jimin, Namjoon and Yoongi have always
been the top 'clique'. To be honest I only don't like you guys cause Jimin's
easy to hate with his fuckboi attitude and reputation," Jungkook took a breath
continuously going,
"Not to mention how much he constantly tries to get in Y/N's pants. So I don't
trust either of you, and yeah Y/N I don't think any of us would have wanted you
to work with Yoongi. Or maybe that's just me." He ended it and everyone went
silent. Looking back and forth towards each other. Jimin scratched the side of
his face as he held a somewhat embarrassed face. Yoongi looked down and Y/
N still had her arms crossed. Then Jin clapped his hands.
"Well, how about I order some more food. Y/N and Yoongi must be hungry after
working, and Namjoon looks so stressed he needs to eat. Jimin should probably
drink some water, his throat might be dry from laughing so much. Now, what does
everybody want?"
"Can I get milkshake and a piece of chocolate pie with-"
"Taehyung you already ordered."
 
. . . . . . .
 
Everybody had calmed down were now all sitting at the same circular table,
barely fitting everybody as they ate. Namjoon had his arm around Jin's waist.
Jimin had been stuck next to Taehyung and was suffering. Hoseok and Yoongi were
completely ignoring each other as they sat next to one another, and you were
between Jungkook and Yoongi. Jin cleared his throat and leaned onto the table.
"I don't get why you all are like this, you should just end this feud now. I
mean all of you are gonna go to the same college anyways, you're gonna see each
other again." Jin said, Namjoon nodded his head in agreement. Hoseok scrunched
up his nose as did Jimin, Taehyung tilted his head, Yoongi stared and Jungkook
was in another dimension.
"How would you know we're all going to same college-?" Hoseok questioned. Jin
raised his head as he smiled with food in his cheeks.
"Me and Namjoon are the only ones not going to the college, and we're friends
with all of you and no offense.. but nobody here got a scholarship except for
me and Namjoon, I'm pretty sure everybody else here is going to the local
community college?" Jungkook mentally sighed at what Jin said. He was right,
not only did nobody here get a scholarship except him and Namjoon, but
everybody else was to broke to afford a better option than community college.
Nobody said anything, all their faces spoke their answers to Jin.
"So, now I am not leaving until we all here have agreed to not be meanie high
schoolers to each other anymore. In fact, all of us should just be one big
giant group of pals-!" Jin exclaimed, waving his hands. Yoongi laughed
awkwardly, leaning towards Jin.
"Jin, I know you're more pure than all of us but I don't think that's possible-
" Yoongi's voice got caught in his throat as Jin turned to death glare the boy,
causing Yoongi to sink back into his chair.
"Everybody! Give me your phones! I'm taking all your numbers and we're being
put into a group chat!" Jin got up from his chair, pointing to everybody. For
some reason he had so much power, and he managed to get everybody's phone,
putting them all into a group chat.
"And if anybody tries to leave this group chat, my boyfriend is beating you up,
right Joonie?"
"Mhm, Yes Jin."
 
. . . . . . .
 
Everybody had been forced into a group chat by Jin. Everybody said their
goodbyes, Jin decided to leave with Namjoon and Jimin. Yoongi and Y/N still had
to work so they stayed back at the mall. And now Jungkook was in the backseat
of the car with his head leaned on the side of the window, watching the inner
city slowly fade away as they headed in the direction of Jungkook's
neighborhood.
"Taehyung I swear to God if you get any of that damn Fanta soda on my dashboard
I'm-"
"Hoseok leave me alone, maybe I wouldn't be spilling it if you didn't drive the
car like it's a spaceship!" Tae said, taking a sip of his bottled soda, the car
going over a bump causing the soda spill down onto Tae's chin and his shirt for
the 10th time. Jungkook wasn't to invested of the argument happening up front,
rather thinking about what Y/N said earlier.
No doubt that what she said was true, Jungkook and the others certainly
wouldn't have liked it if they knew you were working with Yoongi. But gosh,
Jungkook felt somewhat sick that he had know you for almost 10 years and you
still didn't tell him you had at least gotten a job. He tried to keep the worst
thought possible away from his mind. You guys weren't drifting apart? Right?
No, no way. Right?
Well of course Jungkook did avoid you for the first weeks of summer buT- that
was only because of his wet dreams and he physically felt unable to be around
you after he popped a boner in his sleep in front of you. But you guys were
still close, but why didn't she tell him that? He sighed, pushing his head onto
the glass and shutting his eyes for a quick second.
"Taehyung, you are permanently going in the back seat after this," Hoseok said,
making Tae cross his arms in playful anger as Hoseok leaned back to look at
Jungkook. "Jungkook, can I drop you off at the curb here?" He asked. Jungkook
tore away from his thoughts and nodded.
"Yeah, I'll walk the rest home. Thanks Hoseok, bye guys, don't kill each
other."  Jungkook said, grabbing his phone from the side seat and getting out.
Hoseok and Taehyung both waved to him as Jungkook went onto the sidewalk. He
took a quick lance back and could see through Hoseok's dark tinted windows that
they were already arguing as they drove off. He laughed quietly to himself and
kept on walking. 
He felt anxious, confused and worried about his relationship with Y/N. He was
suddenly regretting his choice to hold her hand the other day. What if she's
drifting away from him? And is it because of that? His chest felt heavy and he
just stared at the ground, his feet moving but he was more focused on his
thoughts.
He bit his lips, stopping suddenly and looking up, his house was only a few
houses down. And an 'option' crossed his mind. He should text you, ask how
you're doing, maybe hang out again. Is he clingy? Oh God what if he's
overthinking this? What if everything is just fine and he's just a confused kid
going through puberty. Should he just not worry and let you text him? But what
if you think he doesn't care? That would be the worse thing to happen probably,
since he cares about you A LOT, more than he likes to admits. His breath
wavered and he fumbled his phone quickly out his pocket.
His hands were so shaky with panic and nerves. It started with the urge that he
needs to text you but now it was because his phone almost hit the concrete
twice. Once he finally caught some grip of it with his sweaty palms, his heart
slowed down and his mind stopped screaming.
"Jesus Christ.." he muttered, unlocking his phone and going into messages. He
saw the contact name he had set for you a while back. He clicked on "angel
girl" and saw all the past recent texts you guys had, a few from the night he
held your hand were even still there. He took a deep breath as he tapped the
empty bar and started typing.
 
> to: angel girl
hey are you off work yet? that food court rumble was unexpected.
 
He stared down at what he had typed, thinking. Nope, that's not good enough. He
erased it all and started over.
 
> to: angel girl
heyo, are you still working?
 
It was short but eh whatever. He felt nervous texting you, which he hadn't felt
in a long time. He really was turning into a love sick idiot, wasn't he? Yeah,
he was. But just like always he would, never admit it. He was still coping with
the fact that he liked you. He sent the text, and quickly closed his phone. He
stuffed it in his back pocket and kept walking towards his house. 
To his surprise, in the matter of seconds he felt his phone vibrate in his back
jean pockets and instantly he grabbed it. Though his clammy hands got the best
of him and his phone practically slid out his fingertips like butter and hit
the pavement. He felt his insides jump and yet his body on the outside froze as
he heard a loud crunch. Time stopped and he stood there in heartbreak. Standing
still as he mourned the sad event that just happened.
"Damn you, my anxiety and sweaty hands." He said, sighing as he slowly leaned
down and picked up his phone from the ground, he turned it over and saw a big
gash on the side of it with some scratches and big chunk of glass gone. It
still worked thank God, but he knew sooner or later he was gonna cut his hand
on it. He opened it up and saw the message.
 
> from: angel girl / 8:50 P.M
no, I got off 20 minutes ago.
 
> kookster / 8:51 P.M
do you usually walk home?
 
> angel girl / 8:51 P.M
i did when I first started, now Yoongi drops me off near the neighborhood
 
> kookster / 8:52 P.M
ohh? Are you ok? Has he dropped you off yet, it's late.
 
> angel girl / 8:52 P.M
im fine Kook, don't worry. I don't think any creeps are near our neighborhood.
And if anybody touches me I will rip their eyes out
 
> kookster / 8:53 P.M
yeah you should just kill anybody who touches you and you should scream for me 
 
> angel girl / 8:53 P.M
lmao yeah I bet you want thaT
 
Jungkook was confused at your reply, and then read back the message. But after
a few seconds he got it and he felt his guts churn, along with his whole body
getting hot. How did he not notice? 'scream for me'. He immediately started
aggressively typing back.
 
> kookster / 8:55 P.M
i DIDNT MEAN IT LIKE THAT I MEANT LIKE SCREAM FOR SOMEBKDY TO HELP AND IF I
HEARD YOU ID LIKE RUNAFTER YOU AND HELP
 
> kookster / 8:55 P.M
I DIDNT REALIZE OR MEANT IT THAT WAY
 
> kookster / 8:55 P.M
HAHIM SORRY YOU CAN HIT ME FOR THAT
 
> kookster / 8:57 P.M
you aren't replying haha please don't leave me
 
> angel girl / 8:57 P.M
dont worry Kook I was just laughing at your scared and frantic messages
 
> kookster / 8:57 P.M
oh god is yoongi there laughing at me too
 
> angel girl / 8:58 P.M
no he dropped me off lol, Im on the sidewalk and going home
 
> kookster / 8:58 P.M
im on the sidewalk too. Hoseok dropped me off. Where are you?
 
> angel girl / 8:58 P.M
in gonna start yodeling and making loud sheep noises? Ok and you find me and do
bird KAHs
 
> kookster / 8:59 P.M
what the hell
 
Jungkook listened closely into his surroundings, heightening his ear senses as
if he were a dog or a moose. Do moose have good ears? He didn't know but he
thought of a moose. Very faintly he could hear the sound of a "baaaaaa" from
around. It was very faint, but then he heard that honey sweet laugh he'd never
forget. He knew in a heartbeat it was you and he smiled. Twirling around and
starting to make bird noises.
"KAH-KAH!" He circled his hands around his mouth and called out. He could hear
running footsteps start to fade in and some more "baaaaas" getting evidently
closer and louder. He turned to look at the other sidewalk across the road.
Under the street lamp he saw a figure run under it. 
"YOO A LA HEE HOO!?" You screamed across to him and he instantly snorted.
Putting his head down in laughter while Y/N took a quick glance for cars and
then ran across the road, meeting Jungkook on the other side.
"You call that Yodeling?" He asked, lifting up and wiping his wet laughter
tears away. His insides instantly warm at the sight of your face and just you
in front of him, smiling.
"Can you do better? I thought I'd be good, turns out I can't do it though." Y/
N said, shrugging her shoulders and then quickly raising her finger up to
point. "BUT, I'd say my sheep baaaaaaaas were very realistic. So I'm proud of
those."
"Mhm, and what would you rate my crow noises?" He said, taking in notice on how
you were out of your working clothes and in a casual outfit he'd seen before.
You raised your finger to your chin and tapped on it, examining Jungkook the
best you could even though the summer night was almost pitch black.
"They were okay, you can do better though." You said, taking your finger off
your chin and putting your hands on your hips. 
"Wow.. I've been practicing my crow impressions day in and day out yet that's
all I get?" He asked, raising an eyebrow as he started to walk with you. You
nodded and he chuckled.
"Oh and that thing that happened at the food court," he began saying, putting
his hand to his neck and looking away. You just smiled, looking up towards him.
He was getting tall, and geez when did he get that sharp ass jawline?
"I'm sorry for how we and the boys acted. And I'll admit, you were right. None
of us probably would have liked it if you would have told us you were working
with Yoongi." He said, turning back and awkwardly smiling.
"It's okay, I get it. I thought about telling you guys when I first started
working with him, but I need the job sooo.. yeah." You muttered, shifting
uncomfortably and clearing your throat. Jungkook looked down towards you at his
side.
"You've never had a full fledge job before.. you've done like yard work and
stuff but I didn't know you'd actually get like a, job-job." You snorted at
what he said.
"Well, I've got a job-job." You said, grinning up at him. Your eyes met for a
second and it felt so short but so long. Though you were the first to pull away
and clear your throat, yet again.
"Anyways.. 2 weeks until summer is over.." you said.
"Yeah, school is gonna su-"
"aNNDD FOUR WEEKS BEFORE YOUR BIRTHDAYYY!!!" You suddenly screamed and latched
onto Jungkook's side. His eyes went wide and he almost fell over. His face got
flustered and he started laughing.
"Oh right- haha yeAh Y/N geez don't knock me over." He said, struggling to keep
walking forwards with your arms snatched around his waist in a tight grip.
"Yah, you should be excited about your birthday! 17! JEON you are turning 17!
And Summer is ending.." You looked off to the side staring up at the sky. While
Jungkook actually did take in what you said. He was gonna turn 17, damn. Had it
really already been a year that his puberty Hell had started?
"Yeah, then all of us go to community college next year." Oh sheesh, that did
not sound fun. Like it's gonna be fun since he'll be with you guys and it'll be
college. But he doesn't even know what the fuck he's going for yet. On the
other hand.. it would mean his puberty would most likely end once college
started. He sighed happily, that would be nice.
"Don't remind me.. we're getting so old, I wish we were still kids playing in
the sandbox and falling off the monkey bars." You said, laughing quietly as you
leaned your head on his arm. You were both so close. Jungkook sucked in a
breath, this was just like when you guys held hands. He loved it but bit his
lip, neither of you guys had the guts to confront what had happened that night.
That's fine though, all though he likes you. He has to admit, he probably can't
have you. 
Wow, geez, way to kill your own mood Jeon. He mentally groaned at himself. God
that hurt his heart when he thought that. He felt hollow with a horrible
linger. He can't have you. The thought dawned on him. You guys were to close.
You probably saw him as a brother or some shit like that. Yeah he held your
hand, but what if you just let him? Yeah you were leaning your head on him
right now, but what if it wasn't in the way he wished it was. He can't have you
as a girlfriend, wife, lover or anything. You were just best friends. And if he
tried to ruin that he may end up losing you, but shit.
"You went braindead."
"Huh?" He turned to look down towards you again. Oh you guys stopped walking,
when did you guys stop walking? He looked up, oh that's his house. Oh that's
the window. Oh and that's his mom crying in front of the TV as she watched
American Idol. Oh.
"You alright Jungkook?" You asked. Letting go of his arm and tapping his
shoulder. You both looked at each other, this time you didn't look away.
Instead keeping your eyes on him with concern. He pressured a smile onto his
face.
"Yeah Y/N, I'm fine. I'm just thinking about what you said, we are getting old,
huh?" He said, looking back to his mom. You lightly smiled.
"Yeah, though you're not a very good liar Jungkook." He turned his head back to
you. Breathing in heavily and slowly while his skin burned with anxiety.
"I know something's not right with you." Both of you just stared for a bit, and
then you went forward. Wrapping your arms around him and gracing him into a
hug. He felt like his soul left his body and his breath was gone. You were
warm, small and fit perfectly with him. Your hair also smelt damn good. Did you
change your shampoo? It used to smell like lime and pineapple before.. now it's
like vanilla and strawberries.. also why does he remember that?
"It's okay though," you said, pulling away and smiling up at him. "You don't
have to tell me right now. But someday you're gonna have to!" You quickly
raised your finger and booped his nose. Swiftly running away and across the
street your house. He was left without your warmth and standing there
dumbfounded. Though like always, you weren't wrong.
Someday he was gonna have to tell you.
***** Bad Thoughts *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
LOUD WATERFALLS AND BIRDS CROWING*
 
Jungkook angrily yelled, sitting up from his bed and grabbing his phone,
finally sliding it open and once and for all stopping his alarm. Surprisingly
Jungkook still had not yet cut his finger on the new gash he got the few weeks
before. He rubbed his eyes and squinted, trying to protect his vision from the
bright blue screen in front of him. He only glanced to see the time. 5:43 A.M.
He silently groaned and got up, slugging over to his bathroom and turning on
the humming light.
His birthday had passed and he was now 16. School started only 3 weeks ago and
life had gotten worse by a long shot. He couldn't sleep at night because of his
constant running thoughts about mostly Y/N. And though the school year has
started slow and there wasn't much work yet, it was still killing him. He had
never gone this long without a shower. Whatever, he'll wash his face and then
drench himself in deodorant and body spray. So he did just that and grabbed a
t-shirt and a yellow pullover hoodie with his usual black skinny jeans. He
grabbed his backpack and his phone, rushing downstairs.
"Be safe Jungkook, have a good day! Love you!" His mom yelled from the kitchen
as he headed for the front door. He waved to her quickly.
"Love youuu, byeeeee." He dragged out the words and took a deep breath when he
finally shut the front door. He stuff his hands into his pullover and went down
the porch steps. Walking down the sidewalk as he tried to mentally wake himself
up. He rubbed his eyes and kept walking forward to the bus stop on the corner.
He caught glimpse of you already standing there with your hand resting on your
bag strap. As usual, he felt his mood brighten, managing to smile lightly as he
came up next to you. You felt his presence and turned to him, a smile also now
coming to your face.
"Hey Kookster, how's it crackin this morning?" You asked, tapping your foot as
you looked him up and down. Of course he was in his normal outfit, along with
the average smell of him screaming with axe body spray.
"Well I think I managed to break my record on how fast I can leave as soon as I
wake up. 7 minutes ago I was asleep and now I forced myself out to get here.
How's your morning?" He said with a sign, but finishing his sentence off with a
smile. You giggled at him and then put a finger to your chin, making a puzzled
face.
"Well, when I got out of bed I almost tripped over my dog, don't know how he
got in my room. And both my parents had to go to work early today and we were
out of cereal. So I have not even eaten!" You whined, pouting out your lip and
then looking at him. "You haven't eaten either I'm assuming?" Jungkook yawned
as he nodded his head.
"Maybe after school we can get lunch with Hoseok or Tae. Or just us." You
suggested, shrugging as you looked back towards the road to see the school bus
starting to approach afar. 'Us', Jungkook liked that word. He agreed with you
on the idea just as the bus rolled up to the front of you and the doors swung
open. You guys saw the usual bus driver with a grumpy face, as normal. You and
Jungkook got into the bus, going straight to the back of it and sitting down.
Jungkook sat down with a sigh and stretched his shoulders while you got out
your phone and some earbuds. You plugged them in and put one in your ear and
offered the other side to Jungkook.
He stared it for a second longer than needed. Things had changed yet they also
hadn't, you guys still acted like the best friends that you were. But Jungkook
was more aware of the little things, and more aware of how much they just made
his feelings deepen.
"You gonna take it or not?" You questioned, quirking a bow at him and he
laughed awkwardly. Taking the earbud and placing it in his ear as sneaked a
little bit closer to your shoulder. God damn why did you just radiate heat? Or
was that his body? Whatever, it felt nice. He shut his eyes and leaned back
while the bus drove. And he couldn't help but chuckle quietly when you started
playing the "Best Day Ever" song by Spongebob.
"You have this on your playlist?" He asked, opening one eye to look at you. You
did an offended face, rolling your eyes.
"Would you prefer emo screamo music from 2009?"
"Nah, keep playing this."
 
. . . . . . .
 
Jungkook and you had parted ways once you both got into school, you waved him a
'goodbye' in the hall as the classes started and he grinned. Heading off to his
biology class to start his day.
It was lunch time in the cafeteria and Jungkook had just walked in, students
loud as normal and he scanned over the tops of their heads. Searching for his
friends, trying to a catch a glimpse to see what table they were at. He felt a
tap on his shoulder and winced, turning around and meeting with the face of
Yoongi. Frosty minty hair and pale skin, just like he'd always seen of Yoongi.
"Hey, Jungkook? Right?" He said, raising his brow to the younger, Jungkook
nodded. Yoongi took a deep breath, shutting his eyes for a second and then
continuing on. "I'm sorry about what happened at the food court, my friends
were douchebags. I mean, your friends were too but Namjoon and Jimin did start
it--" he stopped, shaking his head. "Anyways, yeah, sorry about what happened."
"It's fine," Jungkook said, looking around uncomfortably and scratching his
neck, he still hadn't found Hoseok, Taehyung or Y/N yet. "Well, I gotta eat,
bye." Jungkook said turning on his heel and taking a few steps towards the sea
of tables.
"Hey Jungkook!" Yoongi raised his voice towards him, and Jungkook quickly
turned back. Yoongi looking awkward as he stood there with arms to his side,
Jungkook saw him gulp and his adam's apple bobbed up and down. "Do you know
where Y/N is? You're her best friend so I assume so right, is she with those
other two boys possibly?" It went silent. They just stared at each other and
Jungkook squinted his eyes. Why's he need to see you? Maybe he had to talk to
you about work-- but why does he care about Taehyung and Hoseok. Luckily,
Jungkook didn't have to lie and say he didn't know, because he actually didn't.
"No. I don't know where they are." Jungkook said, and Yoongi nodded his head.
Quickly dashing off so the situation wouldn't get more awkward. Jungkook sighed
in relief once Yoongi was gone. He headed through the tables, looking here and
there for his friends, and he found them when he saw Taehyung and Y/N sitting
in the very back corner of the cafeteria. He jogged towards them and instantly
sat down, throwing his bag beside the table seat. Taehyung looked up from his
phone and Y/N was drinking a chocolate milk.
"Hey Kooksie!" Taehyung said cheerfully, a child grin on his face. Jungkook
furrowed his brows in utter 'what the fuck' while Y/N almost spat out her
chocolate milk.
"The fuck Taehyung? That's the worst one yet." Jungkook said, scoffing as he
unzipped his backpack and got out his lunch.
"Worst one? More like the BEST one!" Y/N said, nudging Jungkook in the shoulder
as Taehyung sat back in accomplishment. Jungkook had his avocado sandwhich in
his hand and took a munch out of it, rolling his eyes.
"Where's Hoseok?" He questioned.
"He just left to the bathroom." You said, taking one last sip off your
chocolate milk and crunching up the container. Then you sighed, leaning back in
your chair. "I might go see if they have any coffee in the teachers' lounge."
Jungkook raised a brow.
"Coffee at lunch-time? Why? You that tired?" He asked, food smooshing around
his mouth and puffing through his cheeks. You shook your head.
"No, but I will be later. I'm gonna save it until after school. Try-outs are
today and I forgot, if I would have known I wouldn't have stood up all damn
night." You leaned your head on your fist and rested on the table, Taehyung had
began building a house out of his snack-crackers.
"Try-outs for what?"
"Cheerleading."
Jungkook froze, swallowing the food in his mouth and staring as he processed
this statement. Cheerleading? Fucking cheerleading? Jungkook had never heard
such a strange thing come out of Y/N. He'd know her all his life and she'd done
sports in the past but never did he think she was the type of girl to want to
do cheerleading.
"Cheerleading? That's... different." He said, and Y/N nodded. He couldn't quite
imagine you as a cheerleader-- but it sounded cool. It'd be fun to see cheer
before football games and such, spelling out words, etc. He actually hadn't
seen the school cheerleaders, practically--ever. He never hung around school
long enough to see the outside after sports, and the only school he ever did
was basketball and that was in the gym. He wondered if you'd be able to do the
poses and such they did, like the pyramids and splits. Could you do the
splits? 
Fuck, oh no. This is heading somewhere. You doing the splits? Or holding one
leg up and all the stuff that cheerleaders do? What did the uniforms look
like? Shit, you'd probably look cute as hell in the uniform, the classic cheer
top and a skirt, with pompoms? Jumping up and rattling those, he could imagine.
The skirt flowing and bouncing, the cute pre-game chant you'd be saying.
SHIT.
Jungkook began shifting around in his seat and he could feel his 'little
friend' getting a bit heated. He cleared his throat and tried his best to hide
it as he ate more of his sandwich, anxiety beginning to sweat from the top of
his forehead. Both Taehyung and you had noticed this, he just look
uncomfortable and he was started to have a sheen of a sweat on his face.
"You okay Kooksie?" You asked with a giggle, Taehyung asking the same thing as
well. Jungkook did a terrified throaty laugh and continued smooshing his legs
together and pulled down his pullover.
"It's hot in here, yeah I'm fine, I'm kinda dehydrated so yeah." He said,
trying to make a swift excuse as he grabbed his water bottle from his bag and
opened it, taking a gulp. You squinted your eyebrows.
"If it's so hot, just take off your pull-over." You said, shrugging.
Jungkook hated himself, he absolutely fucking hated himself. Every damn word
sent trigger thoughts to his horny puberty brain. Like he was an uncontrollable
middle-schooler. He cleared his throat and kept drinking his bottle, shaking
his head.
"No-no, i'm fine. Really." Jungkook said, waving the collar of his hoodie,
trying to get some air so he could fucking breathe while at the same time
trying to cleanse his mind. You couldn't stand it, he looked sweatier than ever
and like he was sick. You leaned over the table, touching the side of his cheek
with the poke of your finger and feeling how wet he was. Just that one touch
had him internally whining.
"Jungkook, you're fucking melting. Take off your fucking hoodie." You said,
Taehyung watching from the side as you kept your face close to Jungkook's.
Jungkook stared at your eyes, heavily breathing and then dared to look down at
your lips. He just wanted to grab you, bite you, touch you. It's gone to far,
Jungkook feels gross just thinking it but he probably wants to fuck you.
He stood up from the table in a panic, holding down the edges of the pullover
with his hands so his boner wasn't on display. His breathing hadn't calmed and
you looked genuinely worried as you also stood up.
"Jungkook--"
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom, I'll be fine. I'll take this off and splash some
water in my face, okay?" He turned quickly and fast-walked past tables, getting
some stares as he kept holding down his hoodie. You just stood in confusion,
then sat back down and watched as Jeongguk completely avoid the cafeteria
bathrooms and instead went into the hall. You didn't know what to really think,
other than you hoped he was alright.
Jungkook didn't go into the cafeteria bathrooms since he needed to be alone,
and if Hoseok was still in there or if any other guy was, he didn't want them
seeing his sweaty ass with a boner. So he went down the relatively empty halls.
Quickly running across to the entire other end of the fucking high-school and
entering one of the hallway single-stall bathrooms that was luckily empty. He
locked the door and went over to the toilet, sitting on top of the shut lid and
leaning his head back against the wall.
"Fuck." Was all he said, breathless as he sat up forward and took off his now
sticky with sweat pullover, he threw it at the ground and put his hands on his
head. His dick is painfully hard and he feels like the biggest fucking idiot he
could ever be. What's wrong with him? Is he a freak? Why did his brain just
lead to thinking of that as soon as you mentioned being a cheerleader?  Was
this just puberty or was it him?  
It's him, it's totally fucking him. Jungkook groans and aggressively bucks his
hips forward, wanting this hard-on to vanish. Jungkook can't help but realize
he really is in a never-ending black hole. He guesses feelings really do make
sex better, he'd thought of other girls naked before just every other male in
existence. But when he thought of it as you, It amplified how aroused he was by
a million. Earlier when he thought he 'probably' wanted to fuck you, well now
he knows. He wants to fuck you. He'd been dreaming of it for a year straight,
he knew he liked you, he still just was trying to come to terms with it. 
He bit his lip, still bucking his legs to try and help his poor cock but it was
still pulsating.
'Has she ever felt like this?'
Jungkook'd abdomen was burning at the thought. Had Y/N ever gotten this hot and
bothered? He didn't know what it felt like for girls to be horny but he could
imagine. Taking him back to that dumbass dream he had at your house. But fuck-
- that's got to have happened in real life yeah? Every teenager masturbates, so
you did too right? He gulped, feeling more sickening than ever as he slipped
his hand into his jeans and gripped onto the base of himself.
He pictured it, you, palming at your folds through your damp panties. On your
bed, in as much sexual frustration as he was. Your face contorting in guilt and
excitement as you slipped off your drenched underwear, sliding a finger through
your sleek wet folds, tingles shooting through your spine. Pinching your clit
and easily pushing a finger inside yourself. Jungkook hoped you thought of him
this way, that you were just as needy as him as he was for you.
He imagined you whining with quiet moans as you stuffed yourself with two
fingers, wishing that it was him instead. Wishing you could slide up and down
on top of him. Bouncing repeatedly on his cock as he snapped his hips every so
often, burying down inside of you and pushing you to the brink.
Jungkook was trying to get some oxygen as he slid his hand up and down his
dick. Thumbing the edge of his head and veins pulsating against his hand. His
belly on fire and tightening with every second in pure pleasure. He wanted to
fill you up, grip your thighs and fuck into you like there was no tomorrow. He
wanted to have you scream his name and see your tits jiggle with his thrusts,
your back pressed up against the wall. The both of you breathless and sweating
like you guys were in hell. Your muffled mmphs being suppressed by his tongue
overtaking yours. 
It might be an evil thing to think but Jungkook had hoped you were a virgin.
And that he could take you, be your first and shit, be your only. It was that
feeling of just wanting you not just in a sexual way, but in every way.
Jungkook felt his hips twitch and his body stiff as he leaned his head back,
his brows wrinkling up to the top of his nose as his mouth hung wide. A long-
stretched groan coming out his mouth, his eyes shut as he felt his cock fuckin'
shapeshift as he cummed in his boxers. Wow. He did not last long.
He sat back, gasping for air as he sat back in relinquish. The warmness of his
belly fading away and his entire body being rocked so hard that he had to rest
for a few minutes. Once he finally did get up, he cleaned up himself and did so
in guilt. He had just masturbated to you and there was no way he could say he
didn't want to not think about you. He thought about you every damn day and he
knew it, after all he just fucking got off to you for the first time while
awake. This time he did it, not his stupid dreams. He sighed, looking at
himself in the mirror and cringing as he washed his hands, then splashed water
in his face.. He put on his pullover and felt his phone vibrate in his jeans.
He looked down to a text from Taehyung.
 
FROM: prince dumbass
received at 12:55_P.M
> hey u left ur bag at the table when u disappeared. y/n has it and said to
come get it after school when tryouts start. she'll be in the gym 
 
Fuck, he did leave his whole backpack there. Luckily he had some decent friends
and Y/N had it for him. He replied a 'okay' to the text and shut his phone off.
Walking down the hall and shamefully heading into his next class of the day.
 
. . . . . . .
 
The school day had ended and the last bell rang, 90% of the kids rushed through
the hall fast. Jungkook though had taken his time going through his locker
since he needed to head over to the gym and get his bag from your anyways. it
was 3:25 now and try-outs were just about to start, so he headed over to the
gym, the doors open and girls gathered around. A female coach and male coach
talking to each other at a table with forms. It didn't take long for him to see
you talking to some peach-haired girl. He headed over, tapping on your shoulder
and you turned your head, the other girl also looking at him.
"Hey Y/N, uh you have my bag?" He said, rubbing his neck as you nodded and
pointed over to the bleacher stands where yours and his were. He smiled and
looked back. "Thanks, also sorry about earlier.. I'm fine now, I was just
overheating." He said, laughing the best he could without feeling sorry for
himself.
"It's fine Jungkook, glad you're feeling better. I'll text you later aight?"
You said. Putting out your bundled fist and he grinned, also balling up his
fist. You guys fistbumped and you had a smile ear-to-ear. "Be safe alright?
Since the bus already left are you walking?"
"Nah, my mom's coming to get me." He said, noticing that the peach-haired girl
was deathly staring him down. Like he was a sheep and she was a wolf.
"Okay then. Bye Jungkook." You did finger-guns and began walking off, heading
near towards the coachs with the girl.
"Bye Y/N, good luck on your tryout!" He waved goodbye and grabbed his bag from
the bleacher stands, walking out the doors. You watched him leave with a smile
on your face, and then turned back to the girl.
"Who's that?" She asked, scrunching up her nose.
"Jungkook, he's my best friend." You said, it felt weird saying that, but he
was your best friend.
"He's cute, but weird." She said, shrugging her arms. You smiled to yourself,
not saying anything. Only thinking to yourself in your head.
 
'yeah, he's cute.'
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