Kitten?

One; Starting Off

Your POV

"Come here, please~." He begs cutely.

I plop down on the couch looking down at Jungkook and give him a weirded out face. He frowns while he's sprawled out on the floor on top of some blankets. I choose to ignore him and playfully snap my eyes at the tv. Snuggling into the couch cushions.

"Awe come on Y/N just come here and cuddle, your place is so big making it so cold. I want body heat~." I can hear his smile in his whiny voice.

While trying not to smile I mutter a "No." We usually take turns on who's the whiny one. Guess it's his time to shine.

Then I feel a small soft *pat* on my hip.
He takes off one sock, sometimes two, and throws it at me. He did this while growing up trying to get my attention.

But it's okay since we've been best friends since we were both in our mothers wombs.

"No, I think I'm warm enough here." I try to sound convincing but can't help but break character and grin. In an attempt to make sure he doesn't see me smile, I get up from the couch and pass him.

From the corner of my eye I see him go from a beaming face to immediately frowning.

On my way to the kitchen I turn up the heat.

I hear soft upset thumps follow behind me. "You were not warm enough." I hear and look over to him leaning against the entry way of the kitchen.

He gives off that smirk that I know all too well, not taking him serious I snicker and grab a snack I've prepared before from the fridge. I offer but he just laughs and suddenly I remember something. "Hey, you haven't even answered me if you were moving out of your parents place yet, you did say you were going to move out as soon as we graduated, time is ticking."

He looks down to play with his feet, still smiling. Cute,

To that reaction I realize just how shy he's been about that question. "Are you sure you don't want to move in with me?"

"Finally you ask me." He laughs and looks at me all embarrassed. "It would only be rude if I asked, especially because you have this place to yourself."

I take another bite and chuckle. "Yeah well, you practically have been living here. Since my parents first thought of making this house for me, you and I both knew we wanted a home gym just for the two of us."

He sighs contently. "I guess that's settled then, that guest bedroom is officially mine."

"I mean," I laugh and he gives a confused look. "You have two, since you always hang out in mine."

"And nothings going to stop the constant cuddles." Jungkook tilts his head with each word with certainty.

I roll my eyes and put my dish away. Making my way back to our playing movie in the living room.

It's not like I doubt it, I'm almost sure of it because we pretend he's always the needy one but really it's me who is constantly more so.

The couch welcomes me again as Jungkook fixes his assorted blankets on the floor, patting it down and look up at me. "What do you say? Can we now? Pleeeeaase." His smile is even wider and trying his best to make me all soft with his lil bunny smile.

"Mm, still no." I say with squinted eyes and stick out my tongue. He turns away defeated, not caring we haven't paused the movie while we got up.

We planned on moving in together before, but if it wasn't for that cheating, lying, manipulative ex, his plans wouldn't be so every where. God if he really gave me a chance to beat the whore out of her with these jacked arms.

All of a sudden I feel a hand on my foot.

"You're day dreaming again." Kookie says while chuckling.

Damn it. Why does he have to tell me that all the time. "It's called thinking." I respond, him still smiling at me. But it's almost mischievous.

"Well," he gets up, standing over me. "are you done being so stubborn?" My teasing smile drops and I swallow hard while looking up at him.

"Are you sure you don't want to cuddle?" He looks into my eyes then down to my lips.. and nothing like I've seen before, his eyes go dark.

How am I supposed to take this as his normal jokes when I can't help but feel the tension building.

My eyes widen as Jungkook leans down and grabs both of my wrists with one hand, bringing my shocked face and his smile close. But then, he falls on top of me. Pinning me down on the couch with his whole body, he gives a nervous chuckle. "Ha, gotcha."

I laugh at the impact of his weight and started to curse at him. I guess he got his way as we lay watching the tv. But why did he have to startle me with something he has never done before?