boys texting each other | jikook

12: just ours

Jimin POV

• I just stared at Jungkook, heart pounding, my palms sweaty. My poor mind was just trying to wrap itself around what he had just said.

That's a fucking kink! I thought, but then he just laughed.

"You thought I was serious?" He asked, and cracked up again.

"Shut up," I grumbled, secretly smiling to myself, holding on to the idea that he wasn't kidding. I mean, who would've said that if they weren't flirting? But then again, I was obviously gay...

"Fine, fine!" He threw his hands up, surrendering. "To make it so to you, I want you to hear this song. You speak English?"

"Not really, why?"

He smirked, and held out an earbud. "Just listen. I'll show you the translated lyrics, k?"

I scoffed, trying to be flirty. "Sounds good, daddy."

"What?"

I flashed him a wink. "The name on your contacts."

"I should've known. Okay, listen."

I fastened the bud into my ear, and he played the song:

"No limit in the sky
That I won't fly for ya
No amount of tears in my eyes
That I won't cry for ya, oh no
With every breath that I take
I want you to share that air with me
There's no promise that I won't keep
I'll climb a mountain, there's none too steep..."

"Oh, I've heard this," I stated. "Why did you put it on?"

Jungkook smiled at me, sipped his root beer, and said: "This is our song. Only ours. Just to show our friendship, even if we've only just met today." He held out his pinkie.

I locked. "Just ours."

"To your house?"

"To my house."