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"I have a proposition," I announce staring the black haired boy straight in his eyes, watching them dance across my face with amusement. He drops his chin onto his palm, one tattooed finger sliding across the rim of his s...
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┌─────── ∘°❉°∘ ───────┐ '*•.¸♡ if you go, I'll stay ♡¸.•*'
It was awkward to say the least.
And that's exactly what I was doing, saying the least. I haven't uttered a word since sliding into the passengers seat of Jungkook's car, surely getting his seat all wet from the rain.
He glanced over at me once, and our eyes met before I looked away and focused my gaze out the front window.
We haven't seen one another since Saturday at the cafe. And even though we seemed to be getting along, meeting Jungkook always felt like a restart. We were still unknown territory to each other, and while I was teasing and joking with him over the weekend, I didn't know what to say now.
And let's be real, I was kinda off my rocker over the weekend. With my grandma's visit and everything.
I saw Jungkook's hand reach forward and twist the nob on fan, turning up the heat on my side of the car.
"Thanks," I say, shifting in my seat to hold my numb hands in front of the air. I was only in the rain for a couple minutes and I was soaked. Soaked and freezing my ass off. "Sorry for getting your seat all wet."
Jungkook simply tapped his long fingers against the steering wheel at some unknown rhythm and It took me a moment to look away from them.
"Mari called me," he hummed and I felt myself stiffen. "Said you needed a ride from work."
Internally I groan, externally I chuckle. "Look at her, playing Cupid ." I roll my eyes.
Jesus Mari, stay out of it. This was humiliating.
"I figure she wasn't hard to convince after all?" Jungkook glanced at me with a raised eyebrow.
I sink back into my seat, crossing my arms to entrap the warmth. "You figure correctly," I mumble, "Won't stop pestering me about it too. Might consider breaking up with you earlier to get her off my back."
I hear a mocking gasp leave the black haired boy's lips. "What a lovely girlfriend you are, we've only been dating for a day and you're ready to dump me."
I shrug, "What can I say? You're not really my type anyways."
To this, Jungkook rolls his eyes, "I'm everyone's type."
"Yeah right," I grumble. "Turn left. Our apartment is the tall red brick building. There's an old dude collecting rocks infront 24/7, cant miss it."
