✔️ VIRGIN PITCHER || JUNGKOOK

22

He has been thinking about your words that day. What does it mean by it's his fault? Did he do anything to make you feel a certain feeling? He always flirty when he's with you but not to the point where things can get steamy.

He's more like a tease. Just to mess around, but still all cuddly and cute. That's all.

"Guys.. help me out." His friends are all in their pants, shirts are all gone since they took it off way before him. Practice was over like five minutes ago.

"What's up..." Hoseok says. "Not sure if I can ask you guys like you guys might not be the right people I should be asking this question..." Now that line gets his friends attention. "What is it about?"

"Love dude? I don't think I'm well fit for this." Taehyung says his opinion beforehand. "Me too. I don't date girls ever-" Hoseok pauses to recall back if he had any. "Yeah I don't. Joon?"

"I like boys." They're nodding their heads. "Then non of us can help you Kook."

"Awh come on. I don't have a big bro or younger one, I have you guys only and I need help." Sigh. Friends for life this is what they should do for him. "Fine. But if things turn messy, it's on you."

He nods his head, doesn't care about the outcomes later on. "Shot!"

"Okay... y/n asked about some mature things." They're giving each other smirks, this might be a great topic to talk about. "Got it."

"I didn't even finish-"
"She asked you if you have small peepee."
"What the fck?" He curses out.
Taehyung hisses under his own breath. "Nah I don't think so Hobi, this boy is well packed." Now all three of them stares at him.

"I accidentally look at it when you're alone in the locker room. Don't blame me, I'm just searching my phone."
"You stare at my junk?"
"Not stare. Dude please, I have my own."
"Fck it no! Guys this isn't it!"
"Oh so your peepee is small since it's not big?"
"Fck you Hobi! My dick is big shut up."
"Whatever helps you sleep. Then?"
"Will you let me finish my question?"

They lean closer to him again, listening to his question. A complete hopefully.

"So she was asking about the deeds and like you know me.."
"Yeah virgin."
"Slow down will you?" Namjoon sealed his mouth using his fingers.

"And I asked why is she so curious about it? And she said it's my fault. As far as I know, I never lead her? So??"

They're straightening their body again, thinking. "So what's your fault again?" He palms his forehead loud. "I asked you then you asked me?"

"Maybe you like ... I don't know touch her weirdly?"
"Hugging her waist?"
"That's not even weird. I can even do it here now." Hoseok swings his arm around Taehyung's waist and Taehyung pushes it away.

"Then?"
"What if some girls talked sht about you again infront of her? You know your fckboy rumours."
"She's not affected by that seriously. She fought back, I've seen her."

Then Taehyung's theory is not it. "I don't know. If I recall what changed this week, she came to see me practice everyday, that's a new habit. I don't know why she came to see me throwing balls-" as he lifts up his shirt and is now shirtless.

Namjoon snaps his fingers and all three of them quickly take a glance at him. "I know what's your fault."

"What?" Jungkook leans closer to him and so does the other two. "This bro." Namjoon points at his body, sweaty and hot. The two friends right away getting the point.

"It is your fault Kook! How dare you make the girl weak!"

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He's standing a bit far from you, fixing something that doesn't need to be fixed at all. You're just eating your ice cream waiting for him.

Should I apply Namjoon's theory here? But how do I do it? How to lift my shirt but not so suddenly? He thinks hard at the corner of the room.

"Kookie, your ice cream is melting." You shout loud and he quickly runs to you, taking his spot and grabbing his cup.

"Is this a new flavour?"
"Yeah. They just released it yesterday so I bought it right away."

You take a peek at his cup and it's different than yours. "Why is your ice cream looks more delicious than mine?" He has this vanilla ice cream with some red stripes and small bits of stuff. Not sure what it is.

"Mine? It's vanilla and raspberry with bits of cheesecakes." Why does that sounds so good? Why is yours just looking plain? Chocolate?

"I want your ice cream. Let's exchange!" He puts away his cup from you. "I didn't ask for an exchange though?"

"But I want it. Please. I want, one spoon only."
"Kiss." He pouts and you peck his lips but the ice cream is still far though.

"Huh? You bully. Gimme that." You lean closer and closer but he just scoots back. "I didn't say you'll get it after the kiss?" He's a bully for sure. "I'm getting that! Don't care!" And you try harder, literally climbing him even his free hand holds your hip just so that you won't fall on him.

But no, you're not falling. Your ice cream does. Right on his shirt.

"Oh no."
"Y/n........." his voice is a bit stern now. Is he mad?

You quickly get off him and put the ice cream away, including his. "Sorry....." How to even clean this? Your hands are awkwardly moving. "It's fine. I have many more shirts here. Lemme change."

"Sor-" you couldn't even finish your word because he pulls his shirt over his head and he's freaking fcking shirtless right infront of you!

Your face are extremely red. Cheeks and ears are red as hell. He notices that you've been staring at his body and now red as an apple.

Right. Maybe it is his fault and he isn't feeling guilty at all.