Too Young

Dinner Date

- You're cute but you're too young. You can't handle someone like me. And even if you could all you would become is addicted. I'm not a girl , I'm a woman and I'm looking for more.

My words resonated in Jung Kook's head. For the first time, the golden maknae had been turned down... As hard as he tried I just would not budge. All he managed to get from me was a stolen brief kiss. The most intense kiss of his life. One he would not,could not, did not want to forget. It was like a preview of what could be yet to come. He picked up on so much raw desire. You could be right. You just might be too much for him to handle.

But he was not backing down. He had never been one to back down from a challenge. Learning a new sport, perfecting a skill, or picking up a new hobby. So far there had been nothing Jung Kook couldn't master that was until I came along. The words too young coming out of my mouth, did a number on him.

It was like a punch in the gut. He was so fed up with being told his whole life he was too young for this or that, that he wasn't mature enough, or that he was a fuck boy or a playboy. At this point in his life, he was just sick of it. He was a grown man. If he could drink. Buy a car, a house, pay his bills. He could sure as hell carry out a relationship with an older woman. It wasn't so much as proving it to the world but to himself. To me.

When girls and even women yes threw themselves at his feet. Begging to be fucked by him. I did no such thing. He could see that I was different. Not just because I was older, yes and I had experience, and maturity. I knew what I wanted and I didn't settle for less than what I deserved. He thought that I was beautiful, sexy af, hot as hell, and confident. I was my own woman and made no apologies for it. And to him, that was my sexiest trait.

Completely different from what he was used to. A different culture, a different background. Everything about me was new to him. He wanted me and he wanted me bad. He couldn't eat, or sleep. Hell, he could barely function properly. The day Namjoons girlfriend introduced us at a party, it was a wrap for him.

One day frustrated he went to our best friend Dee to talk to her.

- Dee, I don't know what else to do. She turnes me down every time I ask her out. She won't accept any of my gifts. She won't even give me the time of day. I like her. Please help me. All I need is a chance and I know I can get through to her. Did she tell you I kissed her the other day? He smiled mischievously as he gently brushed his thumb over his lips, replaying the moment in his head.

- Ohh I know all about it, Kookie. Like you she's my bestie. Are you sure you're ready for what it entitles to be with a woman like her. She's not looking for a one night stand or a boy toy. She had her phase, she's over that. If you really wanna make an impression on her besides the one you already have...

- Wait, I have??!! His smile widen as he spoke to Dee.

- She likes you. Otherwise she wouldn't have kissed you back. Though you did steal that kiss, you little thief. He laughed. His charming boyish smile beaming.

- Do something that really says your interested in her, that she's important to you. That you are infact pursuing her and only her. I know you and I know you'll go all out. Just keep it simple. Intimate. Make it about her.

- It's her Dee, she's the one. It's gotta be her. No one else will do, I know it. He got up hugged his bestie, thanked her and left. After letting his thoughts simmer for a while he finally came up with an idea. He called Dee again. - Dee , I need you tell me what her favorite dish from home is... I need the recipe. And what's her favorite wine. I know whar her favorite flowers are. Ohh and dessert.