Jimin's POV:
I woke up as I felt something on my cheek. I looked over and saw Jungkook on my shoulder looking at me.
""What did you do?" I asked looking at him.
"What do you mean?" Jungkook asked.
"You're looking at me so what did you do? Or whats up?" I replied.
"Let me show you." He said.
Jungkook leaned in, I turned my head a little thinking he was going to say something to me.
Then his lips landed on mine. He pulled away. I felt my face becoming a deep shade of red.
"Jungkook-ah I-I'm sorry." I stuttered.
"It's okay I liked it." He said smiling.
I smiled at his comment. Ahh I really do love this boy.
Suga's POV:
I heard people talking and woke up. I saw Jimin and Jungkook talking to each other.
"Jinja! These guys never let me sleep." I thought as I rolled my eyes.
I was fully awake and played music on my phone, plugged my headphones in and looked out the window.
I sighed at my own music as I saw something move at the corner of my eye.
Jungkook was looking at Jimin and leaned it. Jimin moved his head. And I saw them kiss.
We finally got back home and I went to my room. I looked at my ceiling. They kissed.
Why did I keep thinking about it?
Jimin's POV:
We got home and Jungkook went into his room as I followed.
He sat on it smiling hen he layed down.
"Ahhh my comfy bed!" He exclaimed.
"It feels so good to not be in that hospital bed." He rolled his eyes while smiling.
"Jimin-ah!" Jungkook sat up. "Let's go to this new restuarant I've been wanting to take you out to." He said smiling at me.
"I dont know.." I said thinking about what the doctor had said.
Make sure Jungkook takes it easy. He can't be stressing out or moving alot, he isn't completely healed.
"JEBAL! Hyung... Please." He whined.
"Okay okay." I gave in.
Jungkook's POV:
As Jimin left my room I layed on my bed again. Staring at my ceiling. I touch my cheeks as I felt them getting hot.
"I'm going on my first date with him!" I thought.
I changed into a white T-shirt ripped jeans and some black converse. I walked out the door and saw Jimin.
He was wearing almost the same thing as me but instead of a white T-shirt he wore a black one.
"How do we always end up wearing either the exact same thing or similar things?" I laugh.
He looked at me and smiled. I lead him out and walked towards he restaurant.
Halfway there we were just walking not talking at all, it was nice. I looked at his hand, hmm it was empty. I grabbed his hand and interlocked mine with his.
I saw him smile as I smiled too. He made me happy.
We walked in and there wasn't alot of people. We sat down and the waitress took our order.
