dating jungkook is like a dream.
he walks you to every class, even though you insist on him not being late; he just winks and laces his fingers with yours, saying that he's "on the rugby team, a little more running is nothing."
and then he'll drop you off at your class with a kiss on the cheek, or the forehead, or the tip of the nose and you'll blush and bury your face in his shoulder and inhale deeply, because he always smells like something soft. like laundry detergent and day old cologne and deodorant.
and he'll chuckle that deep, throaty laugh that resonates in his chest and youll kind of want to bury yourself in his chest and make a home there, as if you hadn't already.
jungkook notices things.
like the makeup you wear, or the clothes you buy, and he never hesitates to tell you that you look beautiful, or that your outfit is "soso pretty," or "ooh girl, your highlight is poppin."
and you love it.
guys are usually surrounded by the intonation that noticing things like that isnt a manly thing to do, but with jungkook he doesn't care. and plus, to you it shows that he is more manly than other guys.
that he's secure enough in himself that he can say those things and make his girl feel good about herself.
about six months into dating, christmas time is rolling around, and spirits are running high.
jungkook has surprised you countless times already with coffee, or milk tea, or jasmine (because he knows it's your favorite), and you know that it's about time that you did something in return.
so you decided that it's long overdue that you did something for him.
it's a friday, and jungkook comes to your car looking worse for wear. he's shivering, and sweating at the same time, and when he takes off his shin guards the bruises on his knees make you wince.
"rough practice?" you say softly, and he chuckles, eyes closed and lips parted, panting softly.
he looks on the verge of tears so you hold his hand, and he squeezes back; and you decide that whatever plans you had for today could wait.
so you drive the two of you to your house, where your parents are out on a business trip together, and let him hold you for a few minutes even though he's sweaty and smelly, because you know that even though he acts tough sometimes he's really just painfully shy and soft and takes a lot of things to heart.
you let him take a shower and borrow some of your brothers clothes, and by the time he's back you have ingredients for cookies out and christmas music playing in the background.
he has a soft smile on, and his hair is so fluffy even though it's damp, and you really couldn't ever resist jungkook so you jump into his arms and kiss him hard.
he's laughing as he stumbles back, arms always secure around you and you press butterfly kisses all over his face, wanting him to feel better and forget about anything that had happened during practice.
when you finally pulled apart he was looking at you so fondly that you felt your heart convulsing in your chest, and you weren't sure if that feeling would ever stop when he was around you.
he held your face in his hands and kissed you again, softer this time, just lips on lips barely touching each other.
he smiled at you so sweetly that you flushed probably down to your neck, and he laughed, burying his face there and inhaling deeply.
he pressed a peck on your collarbone and then nipped it softly, giggling when you smacked his broad chest.
god.
you tried to play off that your hands were lingering but the knowing lilt of his lips showed that he was fully aware of you trying to subtly feel him up.
"so."
he glances over at the counter where the ingredients are all laid out, and his face visibly brightens.
"are we making cookies?"
a/n-
and they lived happily ever after
-yejin
pt 2/2 of jealous lol
instead of writing new stories im gonna finish all the one shots that i said i was gonna make part twos for anD I NEVER DID RIP
-yejin
