Jungkook's POV
I felt the warm sun beating on my face and heard the chirps of birds that flew around outside my house. I refused to get up, and snuggled in my comfy bed sheets.
"Just 5 more minutes..." I whispered, even though no one was rushing me. Just then, my alarm beat and I turned around to grab my phone when I saw a reminder that I had inputted just the day before: Pick Yoo Ra up at 2pm. I smiled at the thought and sat up straight, doing my morning stretches. It was gonna be a fun day.
I hurriedly dressed myself up, though I knew we were going to get sweaty anyways. After all, I needed to look good in front of a girl. I brushed my teeth, picked the correct comfy outfit, and put on my sports shoes before dashing out of the house.
Hopping into my car, I glanced at the watch. It was 1245 pm. I was way too early. And excited. I chuckled a little at my foolishness, but still drove on to the address Yoo Ra had given to me. I reached my destination and looked up to see a small block of apartments, that I had assumed Yoo Ra lived in. I took the lift to her unit and knocked on the door several times.
"Who is it?" I heard a voice call from inside.
"Delivery!" I cheekily said, before laughing a little to myself.
"Delivery? But I didn't order anything-" Yoo Ra said with confusion and opened the door. She stopped in the middle of her sentence when she saw me smiling at her. Her face flushed, she immediately stuttered. "J-Jungkook-sshi?"
"Miss Park Yoo Ra-sshi, I'm here to deliver you," I said and smiled.
"But it's like 1 pm..." she said and then remembered that she was still wearing her pajamas and that her hair was completely drenched from the shower. She covered her face in embarrassment and closed the door. I could hear her endless squeaks inside and laughed.
"Yoo Ra-sshi, open the door! You can't possibly let your guest wait outside, can you?" I said. She heard at me and hesitated for a moment before opening it. Her whole face had turned red and she glared at me a little.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were coming so early?" she pouted. "I look horrible."
I laughed and turned around before observing her apartment. "It doesn't matter, it's not like I haven't seen ugly girls before," I teased and bit my bottom lip to stop myself from laughing.
"What?" she said, shocked. "Are you calling me ugly?" She walked to my front, her arms on her hips. She glared at me and frowned.
"Why, I must say you're smart," I said with a serious expression.
"Aish! You're so annoying!" she said, frustrated, and walked away.
I laughed out loud and skipped towards her.
"I'm just kidding!" I chuckled and appeared in front of her face. "You're not ugly, alright?"
"Yeah, yeah whatever..."
She turned and walked into the bathroom.
Aish, this girl playing hard to get.
I walked around and spotted several pictures of her when she was younger. Some of them were with her family, some were of her alone. As I browsed through those pictures, her younger self became more striking. She seemed so familiar. Could it just be me thinking too much?
"What are you doing?" a voice said and I turned around to face Yoo Ra who had finished dressing herself up. She was wearing an off-the-shoulder dress that flowed all the way to her knees, and her smooth, brown hair flowed down to her shoulders. I gulped.
"N-Nothing, I was just..." Somehow, what I wanted to say got stuck in my throat and instead I blurted out something foolish. "You look gorgeous."
I watched her face burn up as I felt mine turning beet red too. I looked away and remembered what we were going to do for the day.
