"Sorry ..." as he pulls you up and off the bed. "I'm not a perv first of all."
"U huh, definitely not a perv." He's squinting his eyes because he feels like that is not just a sentence. "It's just kisses!"
"U huh, definitely just kisses." You tease him again and he lifts you up, taking you to the fluffy comfortable carpet laid out on the floor. "Sit." As he puts you in your place. "I know you're strong no need to show off."
He brings the cups of ice creams and gives it to you as he sits down opposite of you. "I'm not showing off?" He literally eats the ice cream while flexing his arms. "I hate you! Stop showing off. I have noodle arms."
"No worries, I love noodles."
"Thank you I guess?"You're both eating ice creams until nothing is left in the cups. Put them aside and now you're laying on the carpet with him by your side, just looking up at his black coloured ceiling.
"You're very good in basketball." It's just something you want to say to him after the PE class this morning. "Really? I just played what the teacher asked me to."
"So you have zero knowledge about how to play basketball but you scored lots of shots?" He hisses because he doesn't know what to answer. Probably yes. "Maybe I'm good in sports compared to others."
True. Facts. He is good in sports. First of all baseball. Then basketball. Then swimming because he used to be the school's representative for swimming. Then running, archery, bowling and then ... why are there so many?
"It's not fair though you're good in everything."
"So you think its fair that you're good in everything too?"
"When did I be all perfect?"He lifts his head up and turns his body to face you. He holds his head with hand, elbow on the floor. "You're good in talking. Like if we have big events, you talk with confident on stage. Your academics too. Never once I didn't see you going up the stage for best student every year."
"You noticed all that?" You look at him because you just get close to him like few weeks ago and he's talking about years now.
"Of course. Why wouldn't I?"
"I don't know. Maybe because I'm not as popular as the cheerleaders or maybe some hot rich girls at school."
"You really think you're not when you are. You wanna know something?"You nod and now you do the same as him, turn your body to face him. "Half of the baseball team has a crush on you."
"No way!"
"Yes way! That's why on the day you wore that skater skirt, it's cute by the way, the baseball team glued their eyes on you. I don't like that by the way."Whats up with his by the way information?
"It's just a skirt."
"Well the skirt that can drive people crazy!"
"Were you one of those people then?"
"Yeah! But I'm wiser."He always has something to say at the end of the sentences. "It's just a skirt though, it's not like I'm showing my ass."
"Y/n please.... Thankful for that. I don't know how will I react if I see it."
"I think you're going to die."
"No dying before I touch it."
"You touched it before!"
"I mean touching it bare."You punch his chest and rolls over, not facing him anymore because you're red. He pulls you to the back and your body is against his. Hands laying on your waist.
"I won't don't worry."
"Why not?"Oh? Is he missing some information here? Did he miss a chapter or two because just now you're shy and then you're asking him why he doesn't want to touch it raw.
"Do you want me too? I mean ..." He looks down at your butt right now, thank god it's in jeans. "It's tempting."
You push him to lay on his back and you hover his body. "Shhh.. don't talk about my ass."
"Soon to be mine, or already is mine. You know I didn't wash my hands last time overnight-"
"Jungkook! where did the shy quiet boy go?"
"Right here. Just the shy quiet one is when he's outside and manly bold hot one is when he's with you."You like that.
"Kookie..." he hums quickly. "Do we have to ...." he's waiting. "You know..."
"No I don't. Not a mind reader." You pat his chest again. "Do we have to do it?" He asks you back. "Do what?"
"Do what girl and boy do together."
"Eating ice cream?"
"You're bullying me!" He laughs at you because he knows what you're talking about but he wants you to say it."We don't have too if you don't want it. Not like I want it too."
"So you mean you don't want it then? At all?"Wait. He might need to rethink that again. He needs it? Or not?
"Princess listen.. We take things slow. Take baby steps together, there's no need to rush." He puts your hair behind your ear, caressing your cheek with his thumb. "Okay. Baby steps. Maybe ... Kookie! Let's learn together!"
"What do you mean?"
"I saw some videos online! Let's watch together!"
"Hey I told you not to search anything!"The way he sits up and grabs your body to be on his lap. "You told me after I searched it up but I didn't watch! I wait for you."
"What do you mean I wait for you. We're not watching any."
"But how do we learn?"
"What has been polluting my girlfriend's mind these days?""It's your fault Jungkook! You're the cause!"
"What?"
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✔️ VIRGIN PITCHER || JUNGKOOK
FanfictionWhere high school is the starter for one student council and one golden pitcher, in finding the real meaning of love, virginity, trust, maturity and sex.