The journey on the motorcycle feels eternal. It feels like it's been more than twenty minutes since my butt has been bouncing on the seat, and I'm starting to get tired. However, the wind hitting my face, and holding on to Jungkook's chest, decrease it a bit, but not a lot.
When we reach our destination, I'm surprised. It's a small restaurant, kind of like my father's, it just has a more family environment, like a diner.
We walk inside and sit down at a table. None of us say anything, and I lower my head. I don't know what to say, and I prefer not to say anything at all. I raise my gaze and find Jungkook's eyes looking at me firmly, and he doesn't remove his gaze even when I give him an embarrassed smile.
"Are you hungry?" He suddenly lets out.
I nod.
"Yes, I haven't had dinner yet."
I'm not going to tell him that I already had leftovers for dinner.
He nods, and he raises his hand to get the attention of a waitress and she smiles amicably... maybe too much. The girl looks a bit surprised when she sees me sitting with him, but doesn't say anything. Jungkook orders a cheeseburger and I order the same. The waitress leaves and I clear my throat.
"I always come here." He talks first, to my surprise. "Although I always come alone."
"And Jimin?" I ask with curiosity.
"No, he has never come here." He shrugs his shoulders. "You're the first person I bring here."
I don't know what to say. I don't know if I should ask him if this place means anything to him, or if I should wait until he tells me himself. His phone starts to ring and he takes it quickly, answering. The call doesn't last long, but it gives me enough time to examine the place: it's a fast food diner, there's no doubt about that, and it's filled with many families having dinner. For a second I feel like if we're out of place, since we're the only ones here that don't have children.
Some kids pass by us running and sit on a few games that are near the back. They're a bit old, since they have the classic pac-man and some others that I'm not able to identify. Their mother walks behind them and sits on a table so that she's close enough to watch them.
"I'm sorry that I didn't tell you I would come." Jungkook says, taking me out of my thoughts. "I was planning on telling you, but I thought that if I did, you would reject the invitation."
I raise an eyebrow.
"Reject on going out for food?"
"No, of going out to eat something... with me." He clears up, like if it wasn't obvious before. "I didn't know if you had homework for school, or..."
"I wouldn't have rejected you." I say, smiling. "I like spending time with you."
He smiles.
"It's good to think I'm not the only one."
The waitress appears.
"Your orders."
She puts our food in front of us. I thank her and she leaves without saying anything else. Jungkook takes his burger and takes a big bite, making me laugh because of his puffy cheeks.
"I thought boxers had to be strict over what they eat, like diets or something like that." I admit, still laughing. "Although I see that's not the case now."
He shrugs his shoulders.
"Some do. I just eat something light the day before competition."
I nod.
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Desire | jjk. *ON HOLD*
Fanfiction❝Tell me that you want me...❞ Areum is a seventeen year old teenager with an average life; a fun best friend, a loving boyfriend, good grades and a part time job in her father's diner. But everything changes when she meets the bad-humored and egocen...