motorcycle $ jjk

6

We're in the elevator and I've never been in a more awkward situation in my life. I stand against the metallic wall silently and he does the same as we face each other. It's difficult to avoid eye contact since there's not much in the room to look at so my head hangs low while I look at my feet. I thought he was probably going to do the same but I can feel his stare lingering on my figure. Crossing my arms tightly, the room suddenly feels more hot and I can feel my face burn.

The elevator finally comes to an end and we exit at the bottom floor. The very bottom floor. It takes us to the underground car park and I wonder which vehicle is his out of the very expensive collection. He slightly beckons to me before smoothly sliding his hands into his pockets, I follow him down the path he leads me to.

After at least a minute of us walking through the massive area, we arrive at a row of motorcycles. They're all painted with different vibrant colours matching with black and they sparkle in the lights.

As I'm admiring the bikes, Jungkook turns back around with two completely black helmets hooking on his hands. His arm reaches out to me and I pause ,staring at the helmet full of confusion.

"You gonna wear it or na?" Jungkook speaks and my face lights up.

"Oh, yeah," I answer, taking the heavy helmet from him and into my hands.
I watch him put his on and then copy him while struggling.

He pushes my opaque visor up and he passes me a pair of gloves. The helmet isn't on my head properly which makes it difficult for me to see. I can hear his loud sigh and he tugs the gloves over my hands, his skin accidentally brushing against mine and it for some reason creates a fluttering sensation in my stomach. He then adjusts the helmet's position on my head which makes me sigh of relief since it doesn't feel as uncomfortable as it did before.

"Get on the back," Jungkook orders, pointing to the motorcycle that is stained matte black before sitting on the front himself.

"Is this all I need to wear?" I ask, certain that there's more clothing pieces that I need to wear in order to be safe.

He hums in response, that must mean yes then.

Carefully, I climb onto the back, making sure my dress doesn't ride so far up my thighs and my movements are slow. Who knows how angry this man will get if I accidentally leave a fingerprint on this beauty?

I shuffle my butt on the seat to get more comfortable before abruptly getting pulled forwards by my wrist. Jungkook wraps my arms around his waist and the side of my head sits against his back.

"You gotta hold on tight because I drive fast," he warns and I remain silent while he drives us out of the car park.

The sky is pitch black and many stars are out glistening in the darkness. The roads are quiet and almost no other people are out other than us which makes me wonder what time it is.

Jungkook speeds us down a long empty road, the city lights are mesmerising and I hug his back firmly as we go.

The wind brushes over our shoulders making me shiver, this fluffy coat I've been wearing really isn't worth the hundreds of dollars I spent on it.

After a few turns, the store find its way into our sight. Jungkook slows the motorbike down and parks beside the sidewalk instead of in the store's car park. I don't question anything and I climb off the bike before he does. He lifts my helmet off of my head without my permission and leaves his and mine on the bike.

Jungkook then clutches my wrist as we walk down the sidewalk to the store. Confusion is visible on my face as his actions are so unexplained.

"Jungkook," I call, but he doesn't react. I lift my arm up which then gains his attention.

"What?" he lets out, keeping his eyes forward on the concrete.

"Can you let go of me, please? It hurts," I ask and he looks down at his hand wrapped around my wrist.

He pulls away and shoves his hand into the pocket of his jeans without saying a word. He clears his throat and I hold in my laugh, it's so clear that he's embarrassed.

Many minutes pass, we're still walking and I'm beginning to get sick of it, "Why did you have to park so far away?" I whine.

Jungkook looks at my annoyed state and rolls his eyes, "Just in case my bike gets stolen."

My jaw hangs open, how stupid is this guy?

"It's more likely to get stolen in the middle of the street! The store's car park has CCTV anyway."

"Yea but if they get caught, I get caught," he answers and it finally clicks into my head.

I forgot they were involved in some gang shit.

Soon enough we're already there. He opens the door, holding it open for me so I'm able to walk through. How thoughtful.

Jungkook keeps glancing towards me, his hand wiggling through his pocket. I see him in my peripheral vision and he looks slightly hesitant.

I can tell he wants to say something but he's too unsure. So I talk to him first.

"Need something?" I ask and he slowly shakes his head. I go to turn the corner of the aisle but his hand on my wrist again stops me from doing so.

He pulls my arm to turn me back around and I accidentally fall forward from the large amount of strength he used. My hands land in his chest as he lets go of me and I stay in that position for a few more seconds.

"What's wrong with you?" his voice speaks and my hands swiftly make its way to my face. I cover my face's redness to stop him seeing me looking like a tomato.

This might just be the last time I ever speak to a guy.

I take a deep breath before removing my hands and I give him a reassuring smile.

"Nothing," I breathe and he nods.

His hand then reaches into his pocket and he pulls out some money, maybe too much money. My wrist is now being held again and he forces the money into my hand while eyeing something other than me. Almost like he's shy.

His hands return to his pockets and his eyes travel back to mine.

"For you," he audibly mumbles and then turns the corner.

And I'm left standing there in disbelief. Money for free!? Unreal. I smile to myself while waving my hands around with happiness. I usually have to work my ass off at home just for a few cents. I finally calm myself down and proceed to look for grape candies.

Little did I know that Jungkook was watching me through the gap of the shelves on the other side. His face shows no emotion while he watches someone else filled with excitement. Jungkook sighs to himself, taking his eyes off of me and continues to read the labels of the boxes filled with food.