Mind Reader | k.th x j.jk / Vkook

Part 33

~* V's POV *~

I spent the whole day with Jungkook and his parents, we sat and talked away - right up until 1 in the morning. Since Gyuri and Jaeki had both drank a glass of wine, they didn't want to risk driving.

So they just said I could stay the night, Jungkook handed me a spare set of clothes. And now here I am, getting changed in their bathroom. Wasn't expecting this...

I left the bathroom and walked into Jungkookie's room, he was sitting on his bed, legs crossed, typing on his phone. He looked up at me, and patted the space next to him.

As I sat down he turned on the TV hanging on his wall, some random show I'd never seen before. But we both watched it non the less.

I looked over at Jungkook to see him biting his nail, "you're a nail biter?" I asked, he looked at me and nodded slightly. "Same habit as my dad," he told me, I opened my mouth slightly and nodded.

"Have you always bit your nails?" I asked, he nodded. " I try to file and trim them before I can bite them, but sometimes it doesn't go to plan." He explained to me, "anything else? Like, habits I mean." I questioned and got under the covers, lying on my back, gazing up at him.

"Well, uhm, not really? Maybe? I don't know..." was his reply. He looked at me, "what about you, hyung?"

"I crack my knuckles, I drink a lot of coffee, I snack quite a bit, I can be bad for sleeping in, I sometimes pick fights I really shouldn't be." I started listing.

"I always loose my wallet, and apparently I like my lips a lot," I finish with a smile. He was staring at me with interest.

"Hyung?"
"Yeah Kookie?"
"Can we talk about Yoongi Hyung for a minute?"
"Why what's wrong?"

"I think he's started smoking." I was told.

I sat there a little confused, "wait. What? Smoking as in, cigarettes?" I asked, and he nodded.

"Heh, what gave you that idea?" I replied as i got under the covers, "I could smell the smoke off him the other day, and when I was at his flat. He had a lot of lighters lying around, and I found cigarettes in his bin." He informed me.

I nodded slowly, "I see..." "Had he smoked before we all met?" I was asked, "no, not that I'm aware of anyway." I answered, and there was a small silence.

Not an awkward or annoying one, but more of a thinking type of vibe.

"Should we speak to him?" Jungkook asked, looking at me with his big eyes. The concern that filled his expression was too pure, far too pure. "Yeah, we'll go see him," I said.

He gave a nod and turned off the TV. Jungkook then joined me under the sheets and gave a small sigh. "Have you not... you know. Seen thoughts about his smoking?" I asked.

"Everyone knows, so they know what to - and what not to think about around me." Jungkookie told me as he looked me dead in the eye, I nodded slowly.

"Wait." I was told. "What?" I asked.

"Hyung."
"What?..."

"Your drawers are a mess. And is your floor," he grumbled. "Yeah I know. I'm messy." I confessed, "I can literally see your room!" He whined and shoved me slightly.

"You know, how about I just take a minute to think about what mess I can make?" I teased as I turned to lay on my back.

"Hyung..."
"I should do my dishes, but hey! What's a few more days?"
"You're picturing dirty dishes! That's gross!"
"My washing can wait too..."
"Stooooop."

I laughed and turned to peck him on the head. "Night Kook," I smiled. He rolled his eyes and replied, "night hyung..."

--Ten Minutes Later--

"You were thinking about licking me?"
"Whaaaat? No."
He started laughing
"Then again, I probably shouldn't... Sweet stuff at night isn't the best for you, is it?"
He sat there quiet.

"Shut the hell up."