You twisted and turned in bed, slowly beginning to wake up from your slumber. Your eyelids lifted to reveal your best friend, Jungkook, beside you. He was fast sleep, small sighs leaving his mouth. You wondered how someone could look so handsome and put together in such a natural state like sleep. You could feel a sense of tingling in your stomach, immediately turning away from him once the feeling erupted within you.
You pushed yourself off of the bed, your stomach lets out a call for food. Your hand grazed along your stomach, thoughts of eating some anpan filling your mind. Thanks to your somewhat skilled ability of cooking, you could sort of make some yourself.
You hurried to the kitchen, check your fridge and cabinets for the necessary ingredients. After searching for everything you needed, you began to prepare the dough.
Once you'd completed that, you had to began the kneading process. Kneading was a hard process, almost too hard actually. The process was supposed to take about 10 minutes, but due to your lack of stamina, it often took way longer. Small groans and grunts left your lips in frustration as you tried to knead the dough, contemplating on giving up on the whole thing.
You slammed the dough back onto the table harshly, crossing your arms in defeat. You heaved a sigh in annoyance as you shot a glare at the dough.
"Need some help?" You heard Jungkook's voice coming from what seemed like the hallway. He let out a small chuckle, likely making fun of your inability to complete such a small task. You turned to look at him, stepping back in surprise once you noticed his current state.
He was shirtless, with only a towel wrapped around his neck. You looked down and noticed how his jeans hugged his thighs tightly.
"Uh... yeah, a little." You mumbled, shooting your gaze back onto Jungkook's face. He smiled before walking over to you, scratching the nape of his neck.
"So you want me to help you knead this stuff?" His innocent face did not coincide with the muscular body he owned. You nodded before explaining the process to him.
You watched as he kneaded the dough effortlessly, eyes completely focused on the given task. He let out low moans every time he'd put strength on his muscles and it was driving you crazy.
Once he was completely in the zone of kneading the dough, you found yourself staring at his topless body. Drops of water were still present, dripping down the small indents that formed his abs. A part of you just wanted to run your fingers across his stomach but obviously, that would not be appropriate for the situation.
Your eyes seemed to wander around, making its way to his arms, veins quivering whenever he'd move it a certain way. You noticed how he'd lean towards the table to get a firmer hold on the dough, ab and arm muscles flexing in the process.
It was fascinating how such a dorky boy like Jungkook could have such a toned body. He was always such a tease to you with his random flirting so you constantly avoided his attempts, knowing how hard you'd fall for him if you ever gave in. The two of you had a connection like no other, a connection that would definitely not be present between best friends.
"You know, staring for too long may hurt your eyes." Jungkook's teasing voice snapped you from your daze. You instantly covered your face, embarrassment immediately taking over you. "Am I getting you flustered like this?" He looked down, obviously referring to his topless body. You looked away in hopes of covering the redness that tainted your cheeks. Soon, you gained enough confidence to speak, crossing your arms.
"I was not staring." You retorted defensively. "And I'm not flustered, just a little surprised." Jungkook let out a cheeky laugh, a smirk appearing on his face.
