Beating Hearts

A Cookie For Two

Dedicated to @pikakookie

"JUNGKOOK! PUT THAT COOKIE BACK DOWN, YOU IDIOT!" You screamed and ran after the boy around your kitchen. You were baking cookies for your five-year-old sister's birthday party, which was just a few hours away. You were happy when Jungkook, your best friend, volunteered to help you. At first. Now look what he did. Stupid Jeon stole the nicest cookie there was in the stack.

He only stuck his tongue out at you, knowing very well how you would never be able to catch up with him. He wasn't a guy for nothing, after all. "No can do, sweetheart. One cookie wouldn't hurt, would it?"

Finally tired, you sat down on your kitchen floor and glared at him. "No it wouldn't, but you took the one with sprinkles, and Saera loves sprinkles!" You huffed and pouted, arms crossed across your chest.

He smirked as a brilliant idea crossed his usually idiotic brain (sorry kook). He put the cookie between his lips, and before you could scream, he said, with his voice muffled by the cookie, "Come closer and bite the other end of the cookie, Sara. I have something to tell you."

You knew couldn't lie to yourself. The loud thump of your chest said it all. You've had a crush on your best friend for quite some time, but were too afraid to confess because you didn't want t ruin your friendship. He was too precious to be wasted just like that. So you kept quiet about how you felt.

Nervously, you walked towards where he stood and bit the other end of the cookie, your noses almost touching. With his eyes captivating your own, he moved a step closer to you. "There's more sprinkled cookies sitting in the oven."

You then felt his warm lips on yours, his hand bringing themselves to circle around your waist and cup your cheek. Without even realizing it, you were kissing him back. The cookie was in between your connected lips, adding a strange yet wonderful feeling to the kiss. It somehow felt sweeter, and you loved it.

The two of you broke apart for air, heavy breaths blown to each other's faces, and you could smell the faint scent of chocolate and vanilla from his warm breath. You then felt him pull you into his embrace. With your face buried in his strong chest, you couldn't help but smile.

"I think I like you, Sara."

"You think?"

"I'm positive."

That was the start of a beautiful relationship with cookies and sprinkles.

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A/N: OMG TOOK ME LONG ENOUGH. I'm sooo sorry I took so long in making this... I've just been extreme busy with school and stuff... And I'm also really sorry that it's super duper short... But do you like it though? I honestly love it hehehe