Jungkook, your hand in his, led you to the living room.
-Sit here, I'll be back.
And he came back only a minute later, with a box in his hands. You wondered what he was doing but when he looked at your knees frowning, you noticed that you were hurt, "propably because I fell" you thought. So he kneeled in front of you, gently stroked one of your knee and started cleaning it up.
None of you were talking. You didn't know what to say or what to do and even though you met him only today, he saved you and was cleaning your injury while kneeling. So you two said nothing until he finished and put little bandages on your knees.
He got up, and you did the same. He had a little smile and asked:
-Are you tired? I have a few bedrooms free, you can pick one and stay for the night and I'll drive you to school tomorrow.
-Y-yeah, thank you. You replied, looking at him in the eyes. You couldn't look away, like the first time you saw him.
He again took your hand gently but fermly at the same time. You two went upstairs. His house was modern but still comfortable and warm. You could feel at home. It was pretty big but not too much to lose yourself into. And it looked like no one was at home with him.
-You live alone? You dared to ask.
-Well, my mom lives in Busan, my hometown. And my big brother is on his honeymoon with his wife. He explained.
-I see. And while walking you saw a picture on the wall of him and Taehyung. Oh you're friends with Kim Taehyung?
He looks at the picture and says:
-Yes, he's one of my closest friends, we've known each other since we're little. You've met him? He asks looking at you again.
-Well I met him right after school today. And my mother hired him in her cafe. Just before I decided to go out.
He opens the door of one of the numberous bedrooms.
-Your mother's the new boss of the cafe? He lets me in.
-Yes, and I'll be working with her every weekend. Like I should have been tonight but I told her I wasn't feeling well so I was headed home until...you know.
-Here, I'll let you rest, my room is the one just in front of yours. There are clothes in the closet, if you need anything just scream. And if you're hungry or thirsty during the night, the kitchen's just behind the stairs.
And he quickly left, closing the door behind him. You looked at the room you were in. The walls were orange, but not an ulgy orange, more like a sunset orange and you loved it. The bed made of wood was enourmous, with white sheets and a paint of the sea with snowflakes falling was hanged above the head of the bed. The curtains next the window were white too.
Beside the front door, another one was near the bed, to the left and you entered to see a big bathroom, with both a walk-in shower and a bath. Even the sink looked big and fancy.
You returned to your room to pick clothes in the closet. You were surprised to find a beautiful white nightgown made of silk. You were used to wear basic pyjamas with just a short with a shirt but this felt so soft that you decided to pick this for tonight. You were only going to spend one night here after all.
You enjoyed your night in this incredible house. You took a long and hot bath, then putting your nightgown on. After wandering in this room and exploring everything you were thirsty and hungry. You looked at the clock, it was 22:00, maybe Jungkook was sleeping? It seemed unlikely but you still dared come out. After all he told you you could go serve yourself.
So you put slippers on and wandered out of your room. You followed what he said and went downstairs then to your left and you found the kitchen. You were walking on your toes not to disturb him and found a glass right near the sink. You opened the fridge and served yourself a glass of milk and while drinking you explored other closets to find a box of cookies. Of course you took some of them on a plate with you and went back to your room.
When you got out of the kitchen you heard a voice. It was Jungkook but... was he singing?
You followed the sound of his voice to a closed room. He slightly opened the door and listened.
You shivered at his voice. It was so sweet, deep, full of emotions. His voice was clear, and hearing it... you felt safe and comforted again. Even his breathing felt attractive. And the song was just breathtaking. It was a love song, but you felt the sadness of this love and suddenly you wanted to hug him tight.
-Did you like it? He said without looking at you, his back in front of you.
You jumped out of suprise and said:
-I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrupt... I was just hungry and I heard you sing. It's beautiful, did you write this?
-It's okay, I like your presence. You thanked the deity that he wasn't looking at you blushing. And yes, I wrote this song not long ago. Actually it's a dream I had that inspired me.
He turned around and looked at you. His eyes widened at the nightgown you were wearing, at your wet hair, your visible legs and your hips through the nightgown. He look at you up and down twice. And he smiled when he took in the cookies and the glass of milk.
-I eat those everynight too. He said chuckling. Hmm... you look good in that. He swallowed.
And against every reation you expected from yourself. You had a big smile at what he said. Yes, you knew you looked good, and confidence felt good too.
You came closer and sat next to him, in front of the piano. He watched your every move. You put your hands on the touches and looked at him in the eyes. You found his still on you and smiled again then said:
-I like your presence too.
And you played a song that was totally new. Because you were improvising, but he inspired you and every emotion you were feeling was in the song. While playing softly, you felt like time had stopped. And there was only the two of you in the world.
When you hit the last note. You finally looked at him and found him closer then before.
-I was searching for you. He said right before kissing you soflty.
You froze at his lips touching yours, but when he put his hand on your cheek caressing it, and the other on your waist, you put yours on his chest and shyly kissed him back. Your heart was racing and you didn't even know if you were breathing but you felt like the temperature just got warmer.
When the kissed ended, he carried you in a bridal style to his room. Gently put you on his bed, under the blankets and joined you to put you in his arms tighly and he began stroking your hair before saying:
-I missed you.
And you were already magically falling asleep.
