My Virgin Stripper | By Tannfics| On going 🆙|

3|Accidentally us

He looked down, fiddling with his fingers nervously. I paid for the dinner we just had. He insisted on paying, but me being the independent revolutionary ideologist looking deep into it wanted to pay for the both of us and allowed him to pay for dessert later.

"Thank you" I smiled while tucking my card back into my pocket.

His doe eyes met mine, looking for something. Anything. "Shall we go?" He smiled holding his hands out to me. I raised a brow "Is it too fast to be holding hands? Or maybe you think it's too childish?" He chuckled awkwardly or maybe embarrassed. "No, it wasn't like that. But, I would like to get to know you better before we initiate anything. I might come off too formal, but that's what I was specialised in." He nodded understandingly. A sigh of relief escaping his tense self.

"Then, shall we go to have dessert?where do you want me to take you?" He posed waiting for my response. "Do you like ice cream?"

"Thank you" he paid for both our icecreams. He turned around with two icecreams in his right hand and his wallet in the other. He crossed the road carefully while slowly pacing towards the halted car.  He got into it , handing me mine while smiling wholesomely. "Woah. The traffic was very wild. Afterall weekend was reserved for sweet lovers. Couldn't blame anyone. Do we?" He looked into my eyes again for the nth time today. He was trying so hard for a simple date. I was actually confused as of why he was so invested in this. But, then again isn't this how dates are supposed to go? I was lost in my thoughts when he slightly nudged my shoulder calling out my name. "Y/n?" "Huh? Yeah. Thank you for the icecream" "that was nothing before the dinner you brought earlier" he smiled once again. I smiled to him.

"Shall we go around for a walk?" He looked at me taking a bite of his icecream. "Only if you want to. I mean, you feel lost . So why don't we free ourselves a bit and talk?" I nodded. "Sure, I would love that" he once again smiled getting out of the car and opening my side of door holding his hand out to me. "That was very gentlemanly of you. But, obviously that wouldn't work on me , if you're trying to impress me with that. You should step up your game." He chuckled tucking his left hand towards his stomach while I got out holding his right one. "Sure, would like to know what impresses you miss y/n" . This guy sure has some moves up his sleeve.

We both walked together on the crowdy and cold streets of Seoul. "I never knew weekends of Seoul could be this beautiful" i said out loud. I meant it. I was only working and working and working. Never actually came out on weekends to enjoy a bit until namjoon occasionally pulled me to go out to movies or art galleries. I preferred staying at home mostly on the weekends. I was too tired by the end of the week. But, partly it was because I never actually had anyone to explore with besides namjoon. But, i didn't want to steal him from his girlfriend on weekends. Afterall, he deserves that break.

"They are beautiful. Maybe you should do this often." He smiled gently. I smiled too. "So, tell me what are the moves to impress you?" Jungkook questioned. "You are still stuck on that?" You chuckled in disbelief. "Obviously I am. Now tell me" " I don't know myself too. I like visiting art galleries. Does that count?" He looked at me amused.

"Well, i asked about tricks but looks like I landed on your hobbies. Not that i complain tho" he gently tucked his hands in his coat pockets. "What about you? What are your hobbies?" "I love playing golf, and concerts." You looked at him interested by his new reveal. "Concerts? Who are your favorite artists?" He turned to you excited already to name them. "Seventeen, stray kids, taylor swift, IU. I love all of them. I attend almost every concert of theirs." "Wow, i never actually thought you are a k-pop stan. That is interesting". "maybe we should go to one the next time" he now directly looked into my eyes. I knew what he meant. But, i don't know if i am sure about that.