The Growing of Hearts (A BTS & EXO Fanfiction)

Chapter 12: Happy Depart

*KATIE*

Everyone got their favorite flavors. They sat back down and nommed till they hit the bottom of the paper bowl. They all made jokes, laughed, and the blank blonde introduced himself as Taehyung. Once, Taehyung laughed so hard froyo came out his nose. They all got along beautifully.

A little too beautifully for some....

Jimin and Katie found themselves separating from the group in their own conversations many times, bringing Jungkook's attention to the two frequently. The black-haired male tried many times to inject himself into their talks, but found his attempts futile as V continuously pulled his focus away from the girl and his shorter hyung. When Jungkook wasn't talking in his hyung's conversations, he would catch glimpses of Katie and Jimin, looking like they're having a blast with each other. Her smile was flawless and her laugh was like birds softly chirping you awake to on a beautiful calm summer day. It was so refreshing to see her happy, it made his heart jump.

Until he looked to Jimin.

Jungkook's brows furrowed when he looked at Jimin. He looked like he was having fun in whatever they were talking about, probably on how he was so cool and older than Jungkook.
The young boy leaned his head on his hand and ate his frozen yogurt. He thought this would turn out better...

"So what's your ideal type Katie?"

Katie looked at the short teen with raised eyebrows at the sudden question. Jimin held serious intent in his questioning eyes. The other teens were also curious as well.

Katie was wide-eyed at the sudden question. What did he mean by 'ideal type?'

The girl in question thought for a second, her face scrunching to reflect her deep thought.

"I want a guy who's cold on the outside and warm on the inside. Not a snotty guy, but someone who secretly protects the ones they love from afar. A guy who's intelligent and knowledgeable, who can read a situation where they know enough is enough. Someone who knows what they want, are willing to fight for it with confidence, and will keep and treasure what they love and have."

The guys looked at her. With thoughtful, listening faces taking in what she was saying.

"Why are you so specific?"

Taehyung broke the silence of thought with a plain face. Katie furrowed her brows when she looked at him. What does he mean 'specific?'

"Well, I know exactly what I want, and that's what I want."

"But it's just so specific it sounds like you'll have a hard time finding a guy like that."

"I'll search the world for him, and if I don't, oh well."

Taehyung's unemotional face never once changed or flinched at the girl's words. She was set for her goals.

"Now what's YOUR ideal type?" Katie asked the boys. They all were surprised and became embarrassed, either scratching their heads or biting their lips.

Jungkook could only look down in his lap, catching glimpses of the girl next to him.

"My ideal type is a small and cute girl, who's nice and kindly to others." Jimin speaks up with a large smile.

"I want a girl who becomes more charming each day. Someone who loves and takes care of me and only me and makes me hot chocolate and has lots of aegyo," Taehyung says in a thoughtful tone.

The group looked at the usually blank teen with wondering and curious eyes. He only shrugged in response.

'My ideal type...? How do I describe her?' Jungkook thought. Then he looked over to Katie. 'Maybe a girl like Katie, someone fun and caring, someone creative, good at cooking, smaller than me.... Yeah.'

And that's just what he repeated out loud - minus mentioning Katie.

Katie registered what Jungkook had just said. Did she qualify for all those things? Was SHE Jungkook's ideal type? Well, she did consider herself caring; whenever a friend was in times of distress she would always try to reach out to them and be the shoulder to cry on, she considered herself creative; I mean, she DID write stories for a living, she was a good cook as Jungkook said that morning, she was definitely shorter than him, but not by much....

But was she fun?

People have their opinions on what "fun" is. Maybe she wasn't HIS kind of fun to hang around...

But then they wouldn't be sitting here with his group right?

Right.

Probably....

Katie cleared her head of those thoughts. She was getting into it too deep for her own good. After some more idle conversation with the wild bunch of boys, the gathering started to end. The group dispersed into their previous groups prior to the meet and greet and left the small frozen yogurt shop.

Katie and Jungkook were walking back to the apartment when Jungkook got a call.

"Hi eomma. What? Yes yes I was going to visit you this week! I still love you! Wait, eomma!"

The dark-haired boy groaned as the phone dropped from his face. His mom had hung up on him from the looks of it.

"You ok there?" Katie asked subtly with a raised eyebrow of concern.

"Yeah. Uh hey sorry to go so suddenly, but I gotta go. I'll text you later." Jungkook smiled and waved as he turned to leave the girl.

"BUT YOU NEED MY NUMBER FIRST!" Katie cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted to the sprinting boy. He halted immediately and retraced his steps back to the girl and handed her his phone. Katie typed in her name and number and gave the device back to him.

Afterwards, the boy smiled and ran down the same direction but once he turned the corner he looked at his phone to see the newest number to his contacts collection, Katie's number. He bit his lip and tried to fight back the smile that was forcing its way onto his face. Man she was amazing.

Katie was in a similar state of internal fluttering and emotional excitement. She sucked in her lips and then flung them back into a bright toothy grin. She then walked back to her apartment with a giddy spring in her step. Agh! He was just so cute!

Katie opened the apartment door and slammed it closed in a fit of happiness. She immediately flung into the couch and hugged one of the pillows, burying her face into it and screaming her head off, the sound slightly muffled by the cottony material. She took a few moments to breath but then lifted the pillow off of her face... The couch was made....

They never made the couch did they?