baby boy → jungkook

part 3

A reasonable amount of time had passed and the couches had been pushed to the sides of the room, a few people sleeping on them.

Your choice of layout was indeed interesting, the tv screen was ahead of your 'bed'. On your left against the wall was Jin, on a couch, already dead asleep. At the end of his bed was Namjoon and one of your girl friend cuddling up, the pair came down only a few minutes ago.

Below them on your left was Jungkook, having an entire mattress for himself, he was on his phone scrolling through instagram. You laid centre of the room, Jimin on the same mattress as you- since he was the closest friend you had apart from the girls who well, wanted the chance to warm up to the boys. On your right was Yoongi and a girl you didn't know, sleeping soundly, whilst Namjoon and your friend were whispering cutely to each other.

Taehyung and Hoseok were at the back of the room, a few inches from your head playing a game, headphones in to keep it down for those already asleep. Jimin was still upstairs, probably either kicking people out of the house or changing. He gave you a shirt to wear, since you were already wearing a skirt you merely kept the undershorts on with the shirt.

Now with only the beaming light from the television, you looked over to your left at Jungkook. Who kept a large space on his right, seemingly keeping a large distance from you. You sighed loudly, looking towards him again, he hasn't paid any attention to you. It seemed to have all been on his phone. He turns over on his left, the light of his phone dimmed down now.

Jimin slips back into the room quietly, pulling up your blanket and getting in, you turned over to him raising your eyebrow slightly, silently asking him what's up.

"Everyone's gone, the place is a teeny bit messed up, it's also still raining," he whispers. Stretching over his pillow before puffing it and laying his head on it.

You nod, noticing him stare mindlessly into your eyes.

"Well, goodnight," he smiled, turning over and seemingly sleeping. You blinked, comprehending what had just happened. Smiling to yourself as you pulled the covers over your face, knowing that Park Jimin truly was a good guy.

Yet, your mind raced back to the boy behind you. Turning over you saw him in the same position. Taehyung and Hoseok had turned off the game at the point and gotten to sleep, Jungkook on the other hand still had his phone on. You grew curious, quietly pulling the sheets over you hoping Jimin had sort of fallen asleep now. You moved onto Jungkook's mattress that was connected to your own, peering over to see him watching a rather explicit video.

The colour of the screen was enough to tell you what he was watching, he didn't even bother to full screen it. Which made you wonder if he was doing something under the blanket right now. You got as close to him as you could without him noticing, his ears were reddened and his breathing shallow, leaning in you whispered, "Aren't you shameless."

Your breath against the shell of his ear made him jump, a hand coming to cover his own mouth as he takes deep breaths before replying, "What―I thought―"

"Have you been watching porn since we laid out the beds?" You teased, slipping into his blanket from behind him and placing your chin on his shoulder. He stiffens, his eyes darting left to right nervously.

"No―no," Jungkook said, before he closes his phone and turns onto his back, pushing you back slightly from his weight.

Laying on your side with your hand holding your head upright you looked into his eyes, for the first time. He blinks finally looking directly at you too, "Nothing's wrong with watching it but gosh, doing it when all your friends were around. What if your pop a boner, were you going to masturbate right here?"

Jungkook's cheeks flushed, his lips quivering answering your question. With that, your lips curved into a smirk. Your eyes narrowing with mischief, "Do you have a boner right now?"

He swallows hard, not responding, merely blinking back at you. You wanted to test the theory you had before, feeling an odd sense of dominance over him.

"I asked you a question, Kookie, answer it." Your voice grovelled in a whisper, trying your best to not get noticed by anyone.

He nods quickly, "Yea, I have a boner." He looks away, trying his hardest to not catch your gaze. He was melting under you.

"Jungkook―" You lead, your voice lowering.

His features softened, "Yea?"

It wasn't like you never took notice of him, Jungkook, you never knew his name but you knew he'd always try to avoid you at every event. There were only two explanations you could think of right now, either he hates you or he likes you. You took this opportunity to ask him a bold question.

"Do you like me?"

You asked a bold question, one that would tell you what you can or can't do in this moment. He stares back at you, a shy smile growing on his lips, "Uhm, yea, I do―"

"Oh," You grinned, pushing up against him, "Since when?"

"Since a few years ago," he doesn't hesitate to answer.

A few years ago was when Jimin moved to your school, that few years ago was the first time you 'met' his friends at his birthday party. Jungkook liked you from the first time he set eyes on you, it felt strangely pure.

"Cute," you said, watching his smile drop and his hand come up and cover his blushing face.

"Stop, you're making it harder," Jungkook whines.

You cocked your head, "Making what harder." You laughed.

"My―my dick, uh," He mushes his hands into his face in shame. Which was ironic because he was watching porn only a few inches away from you a few seconds ago.

"So you were all awkward around me because, you like me?" You grinned, teasing him again.

He peaked an eye through his fingers and nods, "You were also dressed really cutely."

"Am I not dressed cutely now?" you joked, wiggling in Jimin's old shirt.

His lips curved softly, as his hand reached out to grab the fabric of your shirt, "Isn't this Jimin's? You look really hot right now."

Well, he was bold. You didn't really feel hot but his compliment surely made your cheeks hot, hopefully since your hair covered any light from shining on your face he wouldn't be able to see that.

"Shut up," you said, pushing his hand back playfully.

Taking a look around you knew it had been a while and could hear many bodies snoring through their sleep. Maybe this was an opportunity for you to also do something bold.

"Hey―do you mind if I―" you pointed at this spot. Asking him if you could sleep here, he immediately nods, "Of course."

Cozying up into the blanket, with your body glued to his you knew this was going to be real hard for him, mainly due to something else that was also hard. You wanted to play, wanted to see what he was willing to let you do.