𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐅 𝐍 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐅

FOUR.

▃ 1962, July 17th, 7:15 PM

After that day, Jungkook was beyond confused.

Two boys... flirting... talking about sex... was Jungkook missing something?

He was now sitting on the beach, his shoes laying beside him as his toes dug into the sand.

The breeze was warm and salty because of the ocean, the sun setting and casting an orange and pink glow on his skin.

He wore some shorts and a loose hawaiian-printed shirt, some of it unbuttoned and revealing his chest.

He took in a deep breath, watching the waves calmly crash against the shore and then recede.

Life was hard. Sitting here on this beach seemed to trap him in his thoughts, causing them to swirl around in a frenzy and upset him even more, but also calming him at the same time because the beach was so peaceful.

Suddenly he felt a presence beside him, turning and seeing Seokjin sitting down on the sand.

"How are you doing, buddy?" Seokjin asked with a soft groan, his knees cracking as he sat down slowly.

"I'm alright, I guess." Jungkook murmured.

"Have you and Namjoon talked at all yet?" He asked, staring out at the horizon with him.

"Nope. He's just basking in his glory right now." Jungkook sighed.

"I'm gonna talk some sense into that boy, just you wait." Seokjin muttered.

Jungkook laughed, shaking his head. "It's okay. Don't bother, I'll find a time to talk to him." He said, standing up and brushing the sand off his butt and thighs.

"I'll give you a burger and a shake, on the house." Seokjin said, groaning as he stood up. "Damn, I'm gettin' old." He muttered.

"No, you don't have to do that!" He said, blushing.

"Aw hush kid, you're getting it no matter what." He chuckled, ruffling his hair as they walked toward the diner.

They entered inside, the entire place filled with surfers and bikers. The biker girls were up on stage singing, their beautiful voices flowing throughout the air.

Jungkook saw Taehyung sitting in a booth with Yoongi and a couple other bikers, one of them being a stunning girl with long copper hair.

She seemed elegant in such a rebellious way. She wore black leather shorts, framing her thin waist with a red and white striped tube top, a black leather jacket thrown over it.

Jungkook was shocked by her sheer beauty, bright led lips forming into a cheerful smile as she laughed at whatever was said.

But there was a slight problem.

Jungkook wasn't necessarily attracted to her. Even though he should be, because she was beautiful.

He was admiring her, and wanting to be like her.

Thoughts of himself wearing the same outfit in the mirror flitted around in his head, red lipstick on his lips as he turned and observed his backside in the shorts.

He quickly blinked, shaking his head.

Why would you think that?! Disgusting!! Guys should never wear women's clothing!

He realised he had been staring too long when she glanced over, smiling when she noticed his gaze.

Taehyung glanced over as well, smirking as he saw the surfer.