Mr. Playboy | Jungkook

First Kiss

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" Eunjae screamed into my face, deafening me for life. She kept grabbing my chin, moving my head around to see the full extent of my hickeys.

She came over again to hang out after classes, she knew something was up since the morning; my turtleneck giving it away, especially when it's 75 degrees out. I literally forgot I had dark purple blemishes all over my neck and chest. So once we got home and changed out of my shirt, Eunjae went berserk.

The eye to eye contact with Jungkook while Eunjae and I passed the living room earlier didn't help either.

"Uhm, yeah, so...here's the thing..."I started, my brain about to explode from the embarrassment, "I kinda got them from a certain someone..."

She face palmed herself, dragging her hand across her face, "I swear to God, it was Jungkook wasn't it?"

I looked around, avoiding her question and acting like I didn't hear her. 

That's it, she's gonna kill me.

She sighed, "I don't really care if Jungkook was the one who sucked you like a vacuum."

My eyes widened, "Wait, what? You're not mad?" I was waiting for my beating or my death, either or.

"What upsets me is that you didn't tell me and tried to hide it from me..." she whined, a little pout forming on her pink, glossy lips.

"I'm sorry, I thought it would be weird, you know," I started to whisper, "Since you had sex with him..."

"OH MY GOD. Do you really have to bring it up all the time? We fucked, so what? We both knew no feelings were involved, well emotionally anyways." She scolded me, tired of hearing the same old excuse.

"Ew!" I scrunched up my face, feeling more and more awkward by the passing second.

"Oh shut up, Miss 'I wanna have sex with Jungkook' " She retorted, shutting me right up.

"Hahaha," I laughed sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

I plopped myself onto the bed, reminiscing the event of last night.

Damn, he really didn't do anything, but I still can't get over his touch...

"Y/N!" 

"What?!" I shrieked, not realizing I was daydreaming.

"Look, you're the innocent, pure, untouched virgin..."

"You know I don't like being called a virgin! You make it seem like a bad thing!" I interrupted, offended with her choice of words.

"Sorry, I mean... actually I don't know what to call it," she stately bluntly, shrugging her shoulders and then crossing her arms across her chest.

"Pristine?" I suggested, receiving a dull look from her face, shaking her head.

"Ugh fine, just call me a virgin..." I spat out, my face looking like grumpy cat.

"Sorry babe, but that's what you are..." Eunjae replied, pointing at me enthusiastically. 

"Not for long..." I said in a low voice, smiling to myself.

"What did you say?" Eunjae said sternly, making laugh. "Nothing. I didn't say anything."

"So, uh, I have been meaning to ask you..." I began, obtaining her attention, "I want to learn how to..."

I wasn't able to finish my sentence, to shy to say it. I began gesturing with my hands, trying to communicate it in a different way.