Chasing You..

ch-8 Progress

Jungkook's pov

I barely slept that night; all I could think about was Taehyung and what he said. He'd been burned by a player before, but if he was telling me that he wanted me to wait then he was clearly not opposed to the idea of sleeping with me at some point. Which meant that I was in with a shot. And that also meant that he didn't have a boyfriend, after all, how could I be in with a shot if he were dating someone else? Taehyung really didn't seem like the type of guy to cheat and cause someone any pain.

That still left the huge question of Han. I knew he existed because Yoongi had asked about him, but he wasn't his boyfriend I would put money on it. He had never actually specifically told me he had a boyfriend, in fact, he'd never mentioned the word 'boyfriend' at all. I was just jumping to conclusions, and he was playing along trying to ward me off because he was scared of players.

Due to him cancelling the evening date, I called Seth to see what he was doing instead; I didn't really want to sit in on my own on a Saturday night, that wasn't my thing at all. He was going to a bar with the boys, so I arranged to tag along for a couple of hours. That way I'd still get my fill of Taehyung, but I could still see the boys too. Perfect.

When I pulled up outside his place, I started to get a little worried that I'd chosen the wrong thing to do. My choice of entertainment wasn't a very good date to take him on.

I headed to his door with a big grin on my face just because I was about to see him again. He'd been texting me all morning asking me where we were going so he knew what to wear. After numerous messages I'd finally managed to convince him that we weren't going to a strip club.

When he opened the door, my lungs constricted. Does he just get hotter every time I see him? He was just wearing jeans and a T-shirt with a blue jacket over the top, but my mouth watered at the sight of him.

"Hi," he greeted, smiling happily as he opened the door wider for me so I could enter.

"Hey, precious. Excuse me a minute, I just dropped something when I saw you." I looked around the floor obviously.

He looked down too. "What was it?" he asked curiously, frowning because there was nothing there.

"My jaw." I shrugged.

He burst out laughing and grabbed the front of my T-shirt, pulling me into his apartment. "Oh and we're back to cheesy lines, huh?" he teased, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

"That wasn't a line, sweetness." I looped my arms around him so he couldn't squirm away from me. "So, are you going to kiss me or do I have to lie to my diary?" I inched my face towards his slowly, giving him the time to shoot me down if he wanted to.

He smiled and rolled his eyes, going up on tiptoes and pressing his lips to mine softly for a couple of seconds before pulling away.

"So where are we really going? Do I get to know yet or not?" he asked, pouting.

I fought desperately hard not to think he looked cute, I hated that he made me think things like that. I was a man's man, I shouldn't be thinking a boy was cute!

"How are you with heights?" I asked, hoping he'd say fine.

His eyes tightened. "Umm... okay, I guess."

"Awesome. We're going rock-climbing." I grinned as his mouth dropped open in shock, his eyes widened and the smile faded from his face as he took in what I said.

"Rock-climbing? Please tell me that's a joke."

"No joke, that's my choice. But if you're not tough enough for it..." I trailed off teasingly.