biased || choi youngjae

date

Georgia P.O.V

"Are you okay?" Youngjae asks, looking at me from the other side of the small circular table. I nod my head as an answer, and he smiles, fiddling with my hands on top of the table. His thumb rubs over my knuckle. He pulls my hand up to kiss them lightly.

"I'm just freaking out a little," I mumble, looking at our hands. This entire month still feels like a dream sometimes, it's been so good and so bad at the same time.

It's been about a month since we met GOT7. Honestly if it wasn't for Jackson, I would never had met any of the others - it was only because he offered to take us to them that we actually met them.

For the longest time I had biased Choi Youngjae, main vocal and sunshine of GOT7, and now, here I am on a date with him. It's not the same though, I'm not on a date with Choi Youngjae, main vocal and sunshine of GOT7 - he's just Youngjae, my boyfriend.

"Did we ever make this official?" I ask suddenly, breaking my own thoughts. He looked at me in panic as if we were in public and now everyone knows, but the coffee shop that we're in is empty because Youngjae payed the owner to close up for an hour so that we aren't disturbed by fans.

"What do you mean?" he asks, his hand linking with mine on the table between us. He's looking into my eyes, the look that he is giving me is gentle, he's trying to reassure me, but I know that the question I asked has been on his mind too.

"I don't mean publicly, or even to our friends..." I start, I have no idea where this is going but I'm just letting it all out for once rather than bottling it all up. "I mean, with each other."

"I don't understand what you mean..." Youngjae questions again, trying to understand what I was asking. I smile at him reassuringly.

"I mean, you never asked me to be your girlfriend officially, and I haven't asked you," I explain, he nods his head in understanding.

"It's been so hectic recently I think we both just forgot," he notes, playing with my fingers on the table. He suddenly brings his hand up to my face and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. "Georgia, will you be my girlfriend, officially?"

"Hmmm, I'll have to think about it," I jokingly answer. I push his hand away from my face, but instead he grabs my face and pull it towards him and he smirks at me. Our faces inches away from each others, I can feel his breath on my lips and it makes my heart beat faster than ever. Somehow, I find some confidence from being this close to him. Enough confidence to pull his face closer and connect our lips. I notice the shock in his eyes before they close, and then I close mine. It's the same as before, maybe even better. Can kisses get better each time?