Petal 🌸 : It's today!!! Your big game is today!
Petal 🌸 : Hello? Wake up! Good morning Kookie!!< Baby...... I'm at the school already. Why are you up so early? >
Petal 🌸 : Just wanna be the first one to say Good luck to my Kookie
Petal 🌸 : Good Luck my best pitcher boyfriend!
Petal 🌸 : 😗😗😗😗😗❤️❤️< I need real kisses. A lot of kisses. As a good luck >
Petal 🌸 : Okay! I'll give it before the game then! Love u Kookie
< I love you too ... so much >
He walks out of his car and ready to give himself 10 run laps before the big game. Funny. The game starts at 2pm and he is at school now, 7am.
"Kook! Let's go!" Taehyung calls him and he runs to his friends, ready for the last practice.
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Jin is standing at the door, having some questions in his head that he wants to ask but he can't yet. He saw you with someone yesterday and he's wondering why did you talk with that person.
"What are you staring at Jin?" Is it that obvious? Is his stare a bit too intense? He takes a seat next to you, head turning around to see if there's anybody else in the room. Nobody. Only you.
"Is it just me or .. I saw you with the cheer cap just yesterday?"
"You saw us? What were we doing that time?"
"Talking? Laughing too. Maybe seems like you two are best friends or something."You smile and continue to write the paperwork you have to complete before the prom. It's the last paper or report you should submit to the school before you're leaving school. Last responsibility!
"I was just talking with her about the game."
"Nah .. I know you. Must be something else. You're always this disgusted by cheerleaders.""Not disgusted but not into some of their guts. But the cheer cap is nice. Way nicer than I thought. She's definitely not like the others."
The cheer captain always been that nice. Just that her title and how she dresses as a cheerleader makes her falling under people's stereotypes. Including you. But then when you talked to her today, she's no longer fits for that stereotype you have for her.
"What did you two talk about?" Jin is very curious right now and you're just not going to tell him. "I will tell Jungkook that you have a gallery album of his hands and abs with over 200 pictures."
Or maybe you should tell him.
"That's blackmail!!" He gives this very evil smirk. "Fine!! I talked to her because I....." and you tell everything to your best friend. He's for sure can't wait for what you have in mind.
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Petal 🌸 : Where are you at??
He quickly grabs his phone that is on the bench before anybody in this locker room gets to see it.
"Petal.. nice name you have for her Kook." However, someone saw it. Hoseok always gets to see what he has on his phone. Feels like his phone privacy gets violated.
"He has lots of names for her. Petal, princess, baby ... what else?" Taehyung really remembers all that cute pet names he has for you. "Later on.. kitten."
"Sounds cute though!" Namjoon seems to like that one. "I heard he also called her pretty."
"Pretty... hey pretty.. Sounds so Kook. He always has this .. tendency to put cute names on people." His friend couldn't agree more. "So true! I wanted people to call me Jay like cause my name starts with Jung.. sounds cool and then bam this dude called me Hobi."
"But Hobi sounds good on you. Mine? Taetae. I sounded like an anime character." Taehyung's time to protest about his nickname. Should've been something cooler but Jungkook called him that so everyone calls him Tae.
"He even calls himself Kook. He could've gone with Jk. Sounds way way cooler than any of our names." Hoseok is talking non stop. "What's with the attacks on names I put for people? It's cute okay! Like petal, sounds so cute to me.."
"Really???" Hold up! Why is he hearing a girl's voice instead of a man? He turns around and you're right infront of him. His eyes are growing bigger and his mouth is trying so hard to not open wide.
Not just him but his friends and the whole baseball team are slowly gathering around behind him, looking at you. Why?
Because you're in a freaking cheerleading hot outfit. Just that instead of the team's name at the back of the top, it's his initial with his number 97.
The outfit looks great on you. Showing enough skin and also, you kind of asked someone to alter it a bit. Like the initials at the back and the extra cut you have at the chest area just so you can show subtle cleavage.
"Ba-baby what are you doing here?" He stutters. Not to mention too that he's so hot right now, with only his pants on and shirtless. Everyone else in the locker room is like him but just your eyes are on him.
"You said you wanted me to give good luck kisses? You don't want it??" You're pouting and act all cute, the boys at the back are having a hard time to handle that cuteness. "No-I mean yes. I want it but-"
"Great!! Gonna attack you with good luck kisses!!" As you literally jump on him and he catches you. Attacking him with kisses that he asked with over uncountable boys watching the scene.
He palms your butt to hold you up and that's when he realises that you don't freaking where anything underneath this short skirt!!! He wants to scream so loud right now. This is such a tease!
Now that you know that he knows you're not wearing a damn thing under the skirt, you pull your lips away from him. He has that glossy lips now. "Good luck for the game Kookie!"
And you move to the side, whispering into his ear. "If you win, maybe you'll get a personal private cheer on your bed tonight." The way his whole body gets this electric nerves. You pat his chest and he puts you down, still is processing what you whispered just now.
"Good luck guys!" As you walk out of the locker room as if nothing happened. Everyone is now circling him and yet he is still in statue mode.
"I don't know what she said to you but for sure we're gonna win this game so that Kook gets his reward!" And all the boys there are cheering for him, really planning on winning for the sake of Jungkook.
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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.