𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 | 𝐉𝐉𝐊

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞 | 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐬

It was early in the morning the next day when Jungkook had texted you, offering to be you personal chauffeur and pick you up and drive you to campus.

You were tired, weary... but never would that mean that you would reject his proposal.

So, you were dressed and out the door by 7:20, approached by a very familiar black Mercedes parked by the front of your apartment building in all of its glory.

"Lovely morning, Ms. Y/N." Jungkook greeted with a curt nod and smug grin.

He was wearing a suit. A gray suit. And lord, did he look good in it.

He wasn't wearing a tie— just a perfectly unwrinkled white shirt with the top buttons undone— and his dark hair parted through the middle suggested he'd skipped the tie by choice, not because he was in any way incapable of dressing well.

He looked front cover magazine worthy.

Tall, handsome, and perfectly composed,
the perfect impression of what an exceptionally capable professor should look like.

"Sure is." You just so managed to utter out in a mumble, partially distracted by the magnificent looks this man had to offer.

And as if your liking toward the man couldn't have reached a higher standard of regard, he handed you a cup of freshly brewed coffee and said, "For you."

You stared straight into his eyes.

While doing so, no sooner did your gaze soften in complete adoration as you felt yourself fall for him even more.

"Thank you, Jungkook. You shouldn't have."

He shrugged. "Certainly not. However, I just wanted to."

You bit your lip, suddenly finding it extremely difficult to fight back the urge to lean in and kiss him right then and there. But you needed to relax.

Both you, and the rapid beating of your heart.

As per usual, he dropped you off by the front of the school in order to avoid any suspicion, to which he gave your thigh a slight squeeze as a goodbye gesture.

You appreciated it nonetheless and gave him a smile in return, exiting the vehicle to attend your classes.

Hours later during the middle of your second lecture, your phone chimed amongst the mumuring crowd of surrounding students which led you to pay attention to it for the first time in hours.

You picked it up, looking at the home screen.

There were a couple notifications and texts that first greeted you. However, the one thing that caught your eye the most was a single text from your English professor.

You, me. Let's go out.

The corners of your lips immediately curled upwards. Feeling daring, you then responded...

A date?

He replied a minute after.

If you will.

When and where?

This Saturday. And your pick. Woo me,
Ms. Y/N.

You chuckled and shook your head.

Your partner, Julia, turned to you with raised brows. Not long after realizing what you were acting all giddy over, she smirked.

"A boyfriend?" She teasingly spoke. Feeling the heat reach your cheeks, you grinned and mumbled, "Something like that."