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Jungkook x Reader - Brown Timbs (Fluff)

Rating - T (Jungkook being weird. That should be enough to explain the rating)

Jungkook has always held the title as the 'strangest boy you've ever met'.

He would just act so... strange! All the time. You have no issue with it, you're quite strange yourself so you have no right to judge, but he takes strange to a whole new level. You don't know what it is about him... just everything he does is strange. He's sitting not too far from you, tapping his pencil against his desk softly while the professor finishes his ramble on a lesson you never cared about. You've been shamelessly staring at his back the whole time. He's two rows up, one seat over on your right. You sit in the middle of the back row. Luckily for you, your best friend sits on your left while the other guy who sits on your right is missing. Probably skipping, he barely shows up.

Jungkook and you never had a full conversation really. You blame yourself for that. You never had the courage to go up and talk to him. Whenever you have talked, however, he's been slightly off. He'd seem distant, or even scared of you, and you're not sure why. He acts like he either is horrified of you or isn't very interested. Maybe you can't take a hint, or maybe there's something deeper you're not seeing. Either way, you made a pact with yourself to find out why he acts so strange around you.

Right now, there is idle chatter in the class. Jungkook has his nose in his phone with his free hand still tapping the pencil against the desk, and you shamelessly stare. Your best friend nudges you, "see something you like?" You shake her off, "I'm just so curious about him. We've never had a full conversation. He acts like I'm a monster or something." You glance over at her only to see her raising her brows. 

"Hun, this is Jeon Jungkook we're talking about." You urge her to lower her voice, although you know that over the other talkers, your conversation is unlikely to be heard. 

"He's scared of anything with a vagina, you're fine."

You let out a huff, "but you've talked to him before. What does he like?" She seems suspicious of you, but doesn't act on it.

 "Well, I've only talked to him a few times, but he seemed to like music. Like - a lot." You look back at him, then you narrow your eyes. You notice he has earbuds in, and upon closer inspection you can just barely see a music app open on his phone. 

"Huh," you let out, "guess I'll have to get him alone." You look back and see her giving you a smug look.

"Oh no-"

 "I have the perfect idea."

~~~

You haven't been to that many parties before. However, when your best friend goes, you go too.

She decided to throw a house party. She's never been incredibly rich, but wealthy enough to rent her own place for the college year. You're standing in her kitchen, holding a red cup with water in it - yes, just water. Most of the other college kids surrounding you would think you're weird, but you don't pay them any mind. She made sure to convince Jungkook to come.

He's standing by the staircase, casually sipping from his cup. He isn't engaged in any conversations, he's just... standing. People watching. You don't blame him, you're doing the same. Well... more like... Jungkook watching. That should be a show, it would do well. Jungkook is pretty fascinating when he thinks no one is watching. He almost seems... relaxed.

Just then, he catches your stare, and you immediately turn around and take a sip of your water, mentally scolding yourself. However, after a few seconds of pretending to be drinking, you hear someone clear their throat from behind you. 

"Are you okay?" the male voice asks. You slowly turn around. You're not surprised to see Jungkook standing there, raising a brow in concern.

"U-Uh yeah, perfectly fine, nothing to see here." You mentally facepalm. He shrugs, then starts to turn away.

"Wait." He stops, then turns. 

You take a deep breath, "why do you always seem scared when I talk to you?" He seems thrown off by this question. He definitely wasn't expecting that. 

"Scared?" You hum, leaning against the kitchen counter. 

"You always seem like... distant. Foreign. Maybe I'm not taking the hint. Maybe something else is going on - I don't know." His lips turn up into a small smirk. 

"You're really observing me, huh?" You almost instantly turn bright red, "w-what, no! I'm just a very curious person. One time I followed a girl around because she refused to talk to me, I just wanted to know why."

He shrugs, "do I seem scared now?" You pause. You really take a moment to look at him. White shirt, tight jeans, brown timbs that look old and worn out, those brown orbs you can just fall into... he seems relaxed. He seems completely in control, no fear in sight. 

"No... no, you really don't." He smiles, "then there's your answer. We just haven't talked enough for me to be relaxed." 

"Oh and now you're magically relaxed? After a question?" He chuckles, "sometimes one word can do it."

He places his cup on the counter, and you can't help but do the same. "Alright Jeon Jungkook... enlighten me."

 "On what?" "You." He raises a brow, "me?"

 "My friend tells me you like music..." 

"Oh so you've been asking about me too?" 

You turn red. "Uh oh, stalker." You struggle to find words, letting out 'uhs' and 'buts', which only makes him laugh, revealing a full smile to you. You laugh as well, much longer than he does, which makes him confused.

 "Is there something on my face?" You shake your head, trying to contain your laughter, "n-no you just... h-have a bunny smile."

It's his turn to go red, stuttering and at a loss for words. 

"D-Do not!" "Do too!" He huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. You sigh, a smile still on your lips. 

"You're funny Jungkook, we should talk more." 

He hums in agreement, "I like your laugh. It suits you." It takes all your strength not to blush like a madman. Instead, you build up your strength for your next words. 

"Wanna get out of here?" He seems confused, "and go where?" You walk around the counter, then shrug.

 "Shopping." He seems unconvinced. You chuckle, motioning to his boots. "Alright, I'll be blunt. They look old." 

He pouts, "is there something wrong with that?"

You stifle your laugh, "no no, not at all, I just think you could use some new ones... and my best friend happened to loan me her credit card." 

"That's convenient." 

"Right?" You mentally thank her. She told you to take him out and buy him something nice. She believed so strongly that you two would work out that she invested money into it. Queen status. "So, where we heading?" he asks, reaching out his hand. You hesitate, then smile and take it, your hands fitting together perfectly.

"To get you some new brown timbs."

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