Cotton Tail // BTS Hybrid AU //

Chapter Three

Jungkook, after a week of learning, finally remembered that letting his towel drop is bad. He knelt beside you, his hands muddy as he was not going to wear gloves as they were too restricting as he pulled weeds.

"Wait you're growing carrots?" His eyes widened. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I presumed you'd know with that little nose of yours." You poked the top of his nose with your gloves hand and you couldn't hold back the smirk when mud covered his nose. He didn't seem to notice for the rest of the time you two were out there.

The first week of Jungkook being with you, it felt like you two had known each other months. You both rarely got embarrassed about anything, more so when he was swinging a tampon around your living room confused on what it was.

"Jungkook, that's a tampon." You'd snigger. His face wouldn't be any different.

"What's that?"

"When human females have their cycle, they can use them to make sure they don't bleed everywhere." You had explained calmly and his eyes widened in alarm before throwing it, the cotton hitting you in the face causing the both of you to burst out laughing.

"I'm going to get a shower. I'm all sweaty." He commented when you both got back inside. You nodded, preparing some apple juice for the both of you before carrying the two cups to the coffee table in the living room.

"Y/N!" He yelled precisely ten seconds after you'd sat down.

"Yes, Cotton Tail?" You giggled standing up and walking to the stairs and before you could step up once, he had lifted you - with ease - up over his shoulder.

"There's mud on my nose. You put that there." He huffed, mock aggression in his voice.

"Mhm, and so?" You grinned and he threw you gently on the couch, planting his legs either side of your waist and starting to tickle you. Laughter left your lips before you could even tell him to stop as his fingers tickled your sides.

"Apologise." He demanded.

"Never." You got out between laughter.

After a few minutes of tickling, everything hurt.

"J-Jungkook stop!" You laughed trying to push his hands away.

"Apologise then!" He huffed.

"'M Sorry! Just stop!" You squeaked. He stopped, a smirk present on his lips. He leant down.

"I win."

And suddenly you were hyper aware about how close he was, and how kissable his lips looked. Then it clicked that he was only wearing a towel around his waist and honestly you weren't complaining.

He looked down at you softly, looking down at your lips before your eyes before his cheeks lit up.

"I'll go shower now." His voice had dropped a pitch and he got up, his ears twitching before heading to the shower.

You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding and you relaxed into the couch, rubbing your temples.

"Yah! That boy." You muttered, sitting up. Your own cheeks a bright pink.