Eyes On You

VII

Y/N's POV

It's been a week. I and Jungkook hung out twice. It was the same plan. Arcade then ice cream but each time it felt even more amazing. I don't mind going with him there for the hundredth time.

I have been feeling quite strange around Jungkook these days. Whenever he's near me, my face gets heated up and my heart starts racing.

It's like a role reverse. Earlier I was the confident one but now I seem to feel quite shy around him.

I don't talk much I just listen. On the contrary, Jungkook, who couldn't utter a word infront of me, now confidently talks to me like anything.

He shares every single part of his day with me and I love listening to him. I never would've thought, after all these years of knowing Jungkook that he would get so open with me.

If anyone would have told me back in high school that I'll keep shut one day and Jungkook would talk the whole day I would have laughed at them.

Even though he's comfortable around me, sharing his things with me, I still feel that he is quite mysterious. He seems to be hiding something from me which I am not able to catch.

He treats me like his best friend, goes way over the line to help me. Gets in trouble because of me. Why am I thinking about Jungkook so much these days?!

"Y/N?" Someone nudged me on my shoulder. I turned to look at my left. Oh it's him. I forgot I'm in class.

"Since the teacher left for some work you've zoned out, what happened?" He was showing me his doe eyes. Shit he's cute. Wait what?

"Uh nothing" I looked towards the teacher's desk "I don't think so, tell me Y/N ah . Pwease" He started making puppy eyes.

What the?! Did he just show me his aegyo?! I can't possibly tell him that I was thinking about him or have been thinking about him.

Contemplating over one fact that do I like him? "I .. I was just thinking about a random post I saw" Crap. That was the worst. No wait, better than his pencil one. But that wasn't an excuse... right? "Oh"

Not to forget when he said 'pwease' my heart skipped a beat. " Y/N" "huh?" "Would you like to go to the karaoke today?" "Uh. Sure" "Good then. Let's leave for it after college" "Hm"

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While walking towards the karaoke with Jungkook I was thinking about the last time I went to a karaoke with someone. It's usually me.

For years it's been just me. I feel quite awkward going with him. When I was 8 years old was the last time I went with someone. My parents.

I saw people passing by. I didn't recognize this road. Probably it's some not so popular place. I trust Jungkook that he won't take me to some wrong place or anything.

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We stopped Infront of a 2 storeyed building. It looked quite old and needed while washing. Never the less I shrugged. Jungkook went to the reception and booked a room for us.

While walking towards the room I realized we didn't speak a word, the whole journey to this place. Jungkook was setting the system and I continued to look around.

"So let's start with a duet as warm up?" "Uh huh" We chose we don't talk anymore although in reality we talk more than ever.

By the end of the song Jungkook felt so amazing that he was hopping around like a baby. "Y/N, I'll do my solo first, alright?" " Yeah, sure"

We sang alot of songs for an hour. "The last song...I'll do it" he said. I nodded. I was looking at the screen watching him choose a song.

He chose 'Break my heart' by Dua Lipa. I chuckled. He looked quite desperate to sing the song. Maybe time was running out and he wanted to sing one last?

He started. I continued to listen. He was too deep into the song. As if he's feeling it. Does he have an unrequited love or something? I got too immersed into thoughts.

By the time I got out of them he was singing his last line. "Am I falling in love with the one that could break my heart". It was like a question. With that he looked straight into my eyes hoping to get an answer.

I didn't understand why he was looking at me that way? What was he expecting me to answer. I just stared back at him, confused.

He turned away to turn off the system. It looked like he gave up. There was disappointment all over his face. Is there a thing which everyone notices but just I don't know?

We decided to go to a restaurant to eat because we didn't eat our lunch and had totally exhausted ourselves singing for an hour.

Jungkook didn't speak anything afterwards. The silence was eating me up. We sat at a table in the restaurant. "So... Pizza right?" Finally he spoke. I nodded.

We ate in slience. He didn't say anything and I didn't mind it cause my mind was filled with thoughts about the look he gave me 'the pleading look for an answer'.

But if he was, then what was I supposed to say. The way he sang the song, it felt like he could totally relate to it. Am I the only one oblivious to his unrequited love?

He has never talked about or shown a single sign that he likes anyone. Never have I ever heard a name of a girl from his mouth.

I reached home and plopped on my bed. "Why is Jeon Jungkook so complicated?"

In the midst of all of this I forgot about the one thought that kept my mind occupied the whole week 'Do I like him?'.

I was thinking about his liking for someone but never once gave a thought that the someone could be me?

I changed my clothes and went to bed thinking of him. I didn't realize that in few weeks, how much he got involved in my life, how much he had an influence in my life, how much he occupied my thoughts, how much was he in every single thing related to my life.

Jeon Jungkook

From a nobody he turned into my everything.

Jungkook's POV

I quickly chose the song to be the last that I had planned to sing today. I don't really relate to the whole song but that one line hits me hard each time I listen to it.

I can't help but think that will I end up heartbroken? I looked at her. She chuckled. Probably didn't expect such a song from me. I sang the whole song not facing her but after the last line I looked at her.

One part of me wanted an answer to the question that has been haunting me for years and the other part of me said that I'm stupid to expect an answer. She looked totally confused. I gave up.

I ended up not speaking a word afterwards. She looked deep in thoughts the whole way back. I came home, sat on my bed and sighed.

I fetched my diary and filled today's page. I guess I should stop expecting much.