𝑭𝑰𝑳𝑻𝑬𝑹 | PJM. JJK✔

petrified

"Alright the table is set, food's nearly ready and your apartement looks... habitable..."

Namjoon stood before Jungkook and made it no secret he wasn't very excited about tonight. "Anything else you need?"

Jungkook sighed. "Maybe for you to remember your promise and be openminded about this?"

Taehyung came out of nowhere and slapped Namjoon and Jungkook's backs with full force and smiled. "Come one guys, tonight is gonna be great don't stress it!"

Jungkook groaned and rubbed the sore spot on his back that Taehyung had created.

"Thanks Tae," he said sarcastically, before walking around the livingroom again to make sure everything was perfect.

If he were honest, the student was pretty nervous about Jim meeting his friends, but he was extremely fucking nervous for his friends to meet Jim.

Especially when there was a chance Jim wouldn't even show up.

Jungkook shuddered. No, he shouldn't think that. Taehyung was violent but he was right as usual. Stressing would get him nowhere.

Namjoon would meet Jim and they would become friends and get along and they'd find things they had in common like books or something. Yes, books, they were both smart, Jungkook smiled to himself as he imagined the two men talking. Maybe things really would turn out oka-

Ding dong!

"FUCK!"

Jungkook slapped a hand over his mouth after he cursed and disregarded the looks of confusion he received from Namjoon and Taehyung.

The student raced towards the door so quickly he nearly slipped and fell, and crashed against the door with his full weight.

"Jungkook!" Namjoon whisper-shouted. "Calm the fuck down!"

Jungkook's entire body was trembling and he tried to remind himself to breath.

"Sorry just...." Jungkook took a deep breath and bended his lips into a smile.

Everything's gonna be fine, he told himself, if you stay chill everything will be okay.

Jungkook opened the door with closed eyes, praying to god he would see Jim standing there when he opened them.

"Good evening gorgeous, you look amazing."

Jungkook launched himself at Jim and nearly crushed the white roses the man had brought with him in the process.

Thank god, Jungkook thought, inhaling Jim's cologne and nearly releasing a whimper at how good the musky fragrance smelled. It smelled like home to Jungkook, and it suprised him how quickly that happened.

"Jungkook?..." Jim asked after a while, starteling the student out of hugging the man for too long.

"Uhm... sorry," Jungkook chuckled sheepishly, internally screaming at himself to act normal. "Are... are those for me?"

Jim looked at the flowers he barely saved from Jungkook's suprise attack and blushed for the first time since Jungkook had met him.

"Y-yeah, is it lame?"

Jungkook's eyes blew wide immediatly and he smiled. "No ofcourse not I love it!"

Jim chuckled and bit on his lips as he looked up through his lashes. "Good," he said, and Jungkook felt like he was about to melt.

The man handed the roses to Jungkook and when their hands touched he gently stroked the student's fingers.

The gesture wasn't big, and it wouldn't have mattered much to most. But to Jungkook it felt like that was Jim's way of telling him he'd be okay as long as Jungkook was there. That as long as Jungkook believed in him, he'd make it.