Back to You {completed}

7

Hmm, I don't like this.
I was trying on some new tops I'd bought from the shops yesterday, but I didn't like any of them. Sighing, I pulled on one of my older ones. I looked in the mirror.
I was donning a chequered short sleeve fitted shirt, with skinny black jeans and converse. We were only going bowling, so I didn't need to wear anything fancy. Pulling my hair into a high ponytail, I applied minimal makeup and, after grabbing my purse and jacket, headed out of the door.

I stood waiting at the bus stop, with my head phones in. I was so engrossed in the music that I didn't notice someone come up behind me and put their hands on my shoulders. I let out a small shriek and spun around, to see the laughing face of Jungkook.
"Oh, you scared me!" I giggled, and he smiled.
"Sorry," He grinned, just as the bus arrived and we hopped on, grabbing seats near the back.

"There you are!"
Eunji came over and almost knocked me over with her hug. I jumped up and down at the sight of her and Baekhyun, and the pair blushed as I cooed over them.
Heechul and I high fived, after which Jungkook and Heechul did the same. Jungkook then turned to me and we high fived too.
"Yeah yeah, okay," Eunji laughed as she swatted my arm playfully.
"Finally, you're together," I patted Baekhyun on the back.
"You don't have to long for her anymore huh?" I grinned at him, and stepped out of the way as he aimed at light punch at my arm, chuckling.
We proceeded to our designated lane and laced up our shoes, ready to play.

"Oh my god, I'm terrible at this," I bit my lip, as another bowling ball went into the gutter. I could hear laughter behind me as I turned around a strike a pose, laughing off my failed attempts.
"My turn!" Eunji grabbed a hot pink coloured ball and walked up to the line. Baekhyun stood next to her, telling her how to do it properly. She bowled and I had to admit, she had picked it up really well. The boys had their turns too - all three of them were good, but Jungkook was by far the best. I was the worst, of course. I've always been terrible at bowling!
My turn came around again and I grabbed a light bowling ball and stood at the line. Now how should I do this?
"Not like that."
A body came up close behind me, putting their arms on mine to direct them. I didn't even need to look back to know who it was.
"Position your arm like this," Jungkook said in my ear. "Bend a little, and step forward."
His head was right next to mine as he leant over my shoulder; our cheeks grazing ever so slightly. That one touch was enough to send warm tingles through my cheek and face, sending a smile to my lips.
"Go on," he encouraged, and I followed his instructions and threw the ball.

"WOOHOO! Good shot Yoona!" The others cheered, as I stared, shocked, at getting a strike.
"Woah..."
Jungkook chuckled. "I knew you could do it."
I grinned. "Only because I had a good teacher."
He smiled and tugged my ponytail lightly as we joined the others.
"Cuuuute," Eunji whispered when the boys weren't looking; raising her eyebrows as she grinned.
I just shook my head at her, but a smile was plastered on my face. My eyes glanced towards Jungkook who was laughing with the boys. He caught my eye and winked, before continuing the conversation. My smile grew as I looked at the floor, grinning and grinning until my cheeks hurt.

"And of course, the winner is ME!" Jungkook fist pumped the air in triumph.
"Whatever Kookie oppa," I giggled and shoved him lightly. He just chuckled and ruffled my hair, before his eyes widened at what I just said. Oh.
"Hey, so you've been friends with me for years and years, and never called me Oppa, but all of a sudden Jungkook is your oppa?!" Heechul exclaimed, crossing his arms.
I let out some nervous laughter.
"Err... It kind of just slipped out, sorry," I smiled sheepishly.
Both boys grinned. Heechul stuck his tongue out at me before turning to Baekhyun.
"Keep calling me oppa... I like it," Jungkook whispered in my ear. I blushed under his close proximity but kept it together.
"Nope!"
He pouted. "Why not? Please?"
I shook my head, smirking.
"Nope, not until-"
"Until what?" He asked curiously, tilting his head to the side slightly. Until we get together. IF there is a chance of that happening.
"Nothing," I smiled and turned away, grabbing Eunji's arm and getting her attention before he could ask again.

"Well that was a good day."
Jungkook and I were walking home. The others had gone and it was just the two of us left. I nodded and smiled, and a comfortable silence settled between us. His hand brushed mine a couple of times as we walked along the path.
"You know, you could just hold my hand if you really want," Jungkook smirked, giving me a sideways look.
"Excuse me? It's you that keeps touching my hand!" I smugly smiled.
"You wish," He grinned. Yeah, I do.
"Never ever, keep dreaming," I chuckled.
He smiled, and I admired his cute teeth and lips.
"Once you've finished staring at me, we're at your house."
"Huh?" I snapped out of my little trance. Jungkook was smirking at me, with his arms folded.
"Sorry I couldn't help it, you're just too ugly," I sassed him and that wiped the smirk off his face, as he uncrossed his arms and gripped his chest, his face scrunching up in sadness.
"Ouch. That was painful," He pretended to cry.
"Aw, poor baby," I cooed, pinching his cheeks and giggling. He smiled.
"Do you wanna come in for a bit?" I asked, and he shrugged.
"Sure," He grinned as we walked up to the door.

"Just make yourself comfortable," I told him as I went upstairs to change. I put on a plain light pink top and comfy hot pink shorts, and brushed my hair out and left it loose.
Treading down the stairs again, I could hear a gentle voice singing. I tiptoed closer to the door of the kitchen, where the sound was coming from. From the gap in the ajar door, I could see Jungkook leaning against the counter, singing. I couldn't stand there anymore.
"Your voice is beautiful!" I gasped, clapping my hands in delight. He blushed and thanked me.
"Gosh, you're so...amazing," I said softly, and his eyes lit up.
"Sing some more!" I jumped up and down, eager to hear him sing more.
He laughed, and began to sing snippets of songs, complete with dance moves. We ended up dancing around the kitchen, playing music from our phones and singing our hearts out.

"Phew, do you want a drink too?" I asked him as I poured some water and drank it, and handed him a glass also after he nodded. We were both a little out of breath. We look at each other and burst out laughing.

"Your hair." We said in unison.
"Look at you, all messy," I grinned and walked up to him, who was leaning with his back against the counter. I stood in front of him, and ran my fingers through his black hair, smoothening it out again. I was so focused on it that I didn't realise Jungkook's face was moving closer to mine.
"There..." I trailed off as I realised what was happening. His hands were on my hips.
Oh my god.
His lips were mere centimetres from mine. Our gazes were locked, and I got lost in the deep pools of dark chocolate that were his hypnotising eyes. Almost, just a few more millimetres...

"Yoona?" The front door slammed shut.
I stepped away from Jungkook immediately, suddenly busying myself with the dishes in the sink.
"Hey honey," my mum came into the kitchen, and spotted Jungkook.
"Your friend?" She smiled, and I nodded.
"Hello Mrs Kim, my name is Jeon Jungkook," he greeted politely. Mum smiled widely.
"Lovely manners," She nodded in satisfaction. "Are you staying for dinner, Jungkook?"
Jungkook shook his head. "I would have loved to but my mother is expecting me home. I should go now," He bowed to mum. I walked out of the kitchen after him.
"So...I'll see you tomorrow then?" He rubbed the back of his neck.
"Yeah..." We stood awkwardly at the doorway. He suddenly reached down and kissed my cheek, before smiling and walking out.
I touched the place that he kissed with my fingertips, and smiled. Jeon Jungkook. What are you doing to me.