White Is My Favorite Colour | A JiKook Fanfiction

Chapter 12

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- Jungkook

OH I AM SOOO NERVOUS. Why did I even ask him to go on a date with me? What if he calls me the last minute and he tells me that he just don't want to do it? What if everything goes wrong and maybe the waiter spill the coffee or tea or soup on us? What if,...

I can feel my mum's hand on my shoulder as she signs *Jimin is here. Should I send him in?*

*Yes, please,* I say and sign. I wish that he would know, but yeah, I'm so scared. So i don't use sign language when I am with him, like never.

*Have fun!* my mum say. My parents doesn't really approve that I am pretending that I am a normal boy, but they had never sign in front of Jimin when I'm talking to him. And I should be really tankful, like they have never said a word about my condition to him.

I always feel bad about lying, I do, but I can't tell him NOW. I think that if he finds out, my life would be really over. I can't stand at him being mad at me.

Jimin comes to my room and we are both wearing a fancy suit. I smile at him and I say:

"The last time I drove, so it's fair that today you're driving."

"Okay!" Jimin seems happy.

He opens the car's door and I blush. I was supposed to do that! Jimin is laughing at my expression, but I don't care that much, really. I wanna have good time, and it's already starting amazingly.

Jimin chose the restaurant, so I have no idea where is he taking me, and to be fair, I love surprises.

When he stops, I see one of the best restaurants in the city.

"How did you manage That?!" I'm speechlees.

"One of my uncles works here," he says with a smirk and I laugh. We go inside and I really don't know what the hell was I scared of before. This is going to be the best date ever (for now, with Jimin).

We start to chat, we are telling each other stories, we order to eat and drinks and I am having the best day of my life. His eyes are sparkling when he's telling me about singing and dancing, he's super happy about me, when I tell him how I've got into one of the prestige Art School in Korea. He is telling me about all the plans that he will achive in future and I am so honored that he is my boyfriend.

Sometimes, our hands touch and I give everything for this moment. Sometimes I can smell his perfume? I don't know really what's he's using, to be fair, but he smells incredible. We are looking at each other, we are laughing together and at the end, I am convinced that I love this boy, more than anything in the world. And he's mine.

When we get home, we have that cliche goodnight kiss, but it's not a peck, it's a proper kiss, that goes on for two minutes and I am still not over that for now. Jimin is my soulmate.

But, when I'm lying in bed I have one thought going on in my mind that doesn't go away;

'What is it...just tell him?'