Age Is Just a Number

His Smile

Jimin pov
I can't help but think about her all day. I don't understand why this is happening to me. I've never felt this way before. I finally decide to ask Namjoon hyung about it. I walk into his room and he's sitting on the bed with one hand under the blanket and the other on his phone. I hear weird noises coming from his phone. "Namjoon hyung, what are you doing?" I ask him. He looks up, a bit startled from my sudden entrance. He turns his phone off and takes his hand out from under the blanket. I look at the blanket and notice a tent. "Should I come back?" I ask. He shakes his head. "No no. Uh, sit over there." He tells me. I nod and sit down in the chair at the end of his bed. "So what do you want to talk about?" He asks me. I look back at him. He winces in pain. "Are you sure I shouldn't come back?" I ask again. He shakes his head with a groan. "No it's fine. Talk to me." He says. I nod hesitantly. "So I'm starting to have these weird feelings bubbling inside of me. I don't understand what they are though." I tell him. "What type of feelings?" He asks. I shrug. "I'm not sure. But all I know is that when I'm around a certain girl my heart starts to beat faster than normal and my stomach does flips." I explain to him. He nods and sits up, his face cringing in pain. "You like this girl. The girl you speak of, who is it?" He asks. I look away for a moment. "It's Jada Webb." I tell him. His eyebrows raise and he smirks. "The girl who is practically in love with you?" He asks. My face gets hot. "N...no! Hyung, you've got her all wrong! A girl like her could never love a guy like me!" I shout at him. He laughs. "A guy like you? Oh, you mean a short, good looking, talented, amazing dancer?" He asks me. I look away and shake my head. "You don't mean all of that." I mutter. He places his hand on my shoulder. "I mean all of it." He says. "Okay you've gotta get out now I'm in too much pain." He tells me. I nod and hurry out of his room. I walk out of the guest room and walk to the kitchen. I see Aisha and Jada cooking pancakes. My heart practically stops when I see Jada smiling and laughing with her best friend. Hyung was right. I do like her. I shake my head from the daze. "No no no." I mumble. I feel a hand wrap around my shoulders. "She's beautiful right?" Jungkook asks me. I nod. "Wait who are you talking about? Aisha or Jada?" I ask him. He bites his lip. "I'm talking about Jada." He says. I frown. "Back off, she's mine." I growl. He laughs. "What makes you so sure?" He responds. I laugh sarcastically. "Get off me, man." I tell him angrily. He laughs and takes his arm from around me. "Okay, hyung. Calm down." He tells me. I throw a death glare at him and then walk into the kitchen. Jada looks up from the dishes and drops a plate when she sees me. I wink at her, making sure Jungkook notices, and she blushes. She then turns away and continues to do the dishes in a hurry. I turn back to Jungkook with a smirk. "Think you can do better?" I mouth to him. Jungkook gives me a glare and then walks up to Jada. He leans down and hugs her from behind. She pays no mind to it and tilts her head so he can comfortably place his head in the crook of her neck. Jada continues to do the dishes with Jungkook giving her a back hug and every now and then placing a peck on her cheek or neck or even her ear lobe. I snarl under my breath and walk away with a huff. I hear footsteps patter after me. Suddenly small arms wrap around me and I look down at my feet. "Don't be mad." She whispers. My eyes widen at the voice. "Jada?" I say. She nods against my back. "Don't be mad at him. We're just friends." She tells me. I feel a tear roll down my cheek. I quickly wipe it away. "I'm sorry." I say. I feel the back of my short dampening. "Idiot. Don't be sorry." She says in Korean. Jada tightens her hug. "I will not make you sad. Don't want you... to be sad, Or..... to cry." I tell her. She chuckles. "I'm such a kid." She tells me. I smile. "Don't cry." I say. She nods and doesn't let go of me. "Let's stay like this for a few minutes." She whispers. I nod. "Okay." I whisper back. My English isn't that good but I'm glad she can understand me. I smile to myself and let her hug me for a few more minutes.

Hoseok pov
I walk outside to explore the outside of the house. I hear the door open and then close behind me. I turn to see who it is and I see Aisha standing there. "Oh wow!" She says. Her eyes widen as she looks me up and down. "You do look better in person!" She exclaims. I smile at that. "You're like a literal human sunshine!" She says. I laugh at that. "What does that even mean?" I ask her. She laughs. "I meant that you're glowing. Not literally, but your smile is everything." She says. I flash her another smile. "Ah, thank you!" I reply. "Oh by the way what are you doing out here?" She asks. I tilt my head just slightly. "I came out here to explore." I tell her. "Ah, okay. I seen you walking out here so I thought I would talk to you. I hadn't met you yet." She says smiling. Her smile is kind of like a heart and her pearly white teeth make the smile even more beautiful. Now I see why Yoongi and Taehyung fell so hard for her. She walks towards me and I notice a lot of small details about her. "I see why they like you now." I tell her. She smirks. "Who?" She asks. "Yoongi and Taehyung." I reply. She smiles warmly. "Oh?" She asks. I smile back. "Yup." I say. She chuckles. "Wow. I had no idea." She says.

"I think I might like you too."