𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐦𝐞 • 𝐣𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 ✓

Chapter 3

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now y'all get why kook is so obsessed with him

Once school is over, Jungkook follows Jimin to his locker.

"Are we going home?".

"No.".

"It was actually sorta a rhetorical question-".

"We're going to the mall.".

"Why?".

"Because I want to ride elephants through H&M. Why do you think? We're going shopping.".

Before Jungkook can answer, a blonde haired boy comes up to Jimin, leaning against the lockers.

"Wanna come to my place? My parents aren't home, and we haven't done anything together in ages.". He says, raising an eyebrow.

Jimin shakes his head.

"Sorry. I need to go somewhere with Kookie.".

Jungkook has to blush at the nickname, but waves at the boy, who smirks at him.

"I don't mind. He can come too. He's totally my type.".

Jimin laughs as well, and slaps his arm.

"Don't say that, Taemin. Jungkook's not that kind of friend.".

"Shame. Text me when you change your mind, then.".

He punches Jimin's arm playfully, already turning around.

"I won't!". Jimin yells after him.

They both laugh, and Taemin leaves, walking to another group of people.

"What was that about?". Jungkook asks, as they walk towards the exit.

"What do you think?".

"I honestly have no idea.".

"I wish you'd use that brain outside of class, sweetheart. I'll give you a hint. Taemin is a sex addict. You're cute. I'm hot.".

Jungkook looks shocked.

"Oh.".

"Don't act like that. It's normal.".

"Sorry.".

"And stop apologizing.".

"So- right.".

Jimin smiles.

"Were you interested, by any chance?".

Jungkook looks away, staring at his feet.

"Well, I've never really-".

"You're a virgin?".

"Yeah.". He mumbles.

"You look like that and you're still-".

"Yep. I don't mind, though. I want my first time to be with someone I love and trust.".

Jimin laughs and ruffles his hair.

"You're too cute.".

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Fifteen minutes later, the driver stops at the nearby mall. It's enormous, filled with designer stores, impressive architecture and bustling with Seoul's elite and their children, all dressed in designer clothes, bags swinging from their hands.

"You can go home.". Jimin tells the driver. "We don't know how long we'll be here.".

"I can wait.".

"Don't. I'll just get a cab.".

"Well, it's my job-".

"Whatever, then I order you to go home and rest.".