Coffee Boy

-Seventeen-

"When you smile, I melt inside
I'm not worthy for a minute of your time
I really wish it was only me and you
I'm jealous of everybody in the room
Please don't look at me with those eyes
Please don't hint that you're capable of lies
I dread the thought of our very first kiss
A target that I'm probably gonna miss"

"Yoongi! Fucking help me instead of staring at Hoseok's Instagram profile!"

Yoongi blushed as he quickly stuffed his phone in his pocket. "I most definitely was not staring at Hoseok's instagram profile."

Jungkook snickered before grabbing a shirt, holding it up to his chest and turning around to face the older. "Yay or nay?"

Yoongi scrunched his nose, shaking his head. "You're just going to a movie and dinner at a diner. You don't need anything too fancy."

Jungkook frowned as he examined his collection of clothes. He came across a white button-up and a pair of black pants. "What about this?"

Yoongi walked closer to the other, circling around him while tapping a finger on his chin. "I like it." He reached into Jungkook's closet and tossed the younger a black beanie. "Wear this with it. Casual but still looks like you put effort in."

Jungkook nodded as he threw the outfit on, not even caring that Yoongi was in the room. They were best friends, after all. It wasn't the first time. The younger laced up his shoes and straightened the beanie on his head before turning, once again, toward Yoongi. "Still approve?"

Yoongi gave Jungkook a small smile. "You look good, Kook. Tae is lucky."

It was Jungkook's turn to blush as he took a shaky breath. He walked to his night stand and grabbed his inhaler, stuffing it into his pocket, just in case. He said a quick prayer that his heart and lungs could cooperate through this evening.

He heard a knock on his bedroom door, followed by Taehyung's voice. "Kookie? You ready?"

Yoongi met eyes with Jungkook, giving the younger a reassuring smile and a pat on the shoulder. Jungkook opened the door, feeling his heart skip a beat when he caught sight of his boyfriend. He wore a white shirt with black jeans, topped with a red and black checkered sweater wrapped around his waist, with a black jacket covering the white shirt. He had a baseball cap on his head. He looked casual and comfortable, but, God, he looked like a model.