『𝓖𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓻 𝓖𝓲𝓻𝓵』 [𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐟 ]

5.4

So I left my house for the first time in three months like...I'm an introvert nd outside scares me :o also 30K THANK YOU ILY ALL MWAHHHH

Also INNOCENT MINDS PLEASE! YALL ARE SO DIRY FROM THE LAST CHAP LMAO
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"Ooooooh yes," Mi squealed in delight.

"Be gentle..." Jungkook was weary as the girls hands reached down. "It's never been touched by a stranger."

"Then it's about time," her eyes where full of curiosity as she lay her hands on the fragile pink squishy thing. Both of them gasped as she made contact. The small room they were both in seem to increase the tension even more. "It's so- it's bigger than I thought it would be."

Jungkook laughed cutely taking her hands away and holding it for himself. "Well, it belongs to me!" He stroked it with pride in his left hand. It was part of him.

"It's a limited addition Pokemon action figure, Jin got it me!" They both laughed innocently, putting it back on the shelf. By this point they had look at all Jungkook toys, awards, collections, desk items, picture frames, posters and his unusual amount of pillows.

They had talked about everything, and now they had to face reality. Bed time.

"It's midnight..." Jungkook read from his watch, "too late to take you home now."

"Yeah, I guess." Mi knew that this wouldn't end well, the tension was too high as she couldn't keep her eyes from being drawn to his lips. "I'll just sleep on the floor..."

She grabbed the spare blankets Jungkook had previously got out and a few of his pillows and lay them out on the floor. His room wasn't the biggest, and the floor space was currently covered in computer parts which the boy was taking apart and fixing so the only space that was free was right next to Jungkooks bed.

With out word, Jungkook handed over his biggest hoodie and the only pyjama bottoms that were clean, his short shorts. Mi carefully took them and snuck into the ensuite bathroom and awkwardly changed. She could hear Jungkook shuffling around outside the door, so she took her shirt off as quick as she could and tugged the cloth over her head.

The shorts where next. She pulled them up to her hips, but they were hidden under the hoodie. It look like she had no bottoms on, as the big black thing hung low to her knees. Well, at least she knew it was there. Mi scrabbled to pick up her clothes and hid them in her clutch before slowly opening the door and stepping out.

There she met Jungkook in a similar yellow hoodie and sweat pants. Damn, sweatpants. "Are you all done?" He eyed her scrunched up clothes playfully.

"Yep," she hid them under her bag and quickly ran to her make shift bed.

"That jumpers a bit big... is it alright?" He started to walk over to inspect closer, but Mi hushed him away quickly. "Fine, I guess it's bed time then..."

They both tucked themself's in and lay there, staring upwards.

"So can we talk-"
"Can we quickly tal-"
They spoke at the same time.

"You first,"

"No it's fine, you go."

"No no I insist."

"Jungkook, talk."

"No you started first, you go."

"I don't want to."

"Well I don't."

"But you wanted to say something...?" Mi sat up in a fuss. "What were you gonna say?"

He also sat up in his bed and turned to face the messy blue haired slob. "I want to talk about... well our relationship."

"Okay, so did I." Mi smiled, finally they were clearing things up.

"Obviously this isn't professional at all!" Jungkook couldn't help but scold himself. "No matter how hard I try you just keep being nice and getting on with me. I hate to say it, but we are kind of perfect... friends."

"Jungko-"

"But I can't treat you like this at work. You don't need an interview, it's obvious you got the job. And I hate to say it but I've mainly forgiven you. It's just unfair to everyone else, and I can't get my head around what to do."

"Kook just-"

"And what if you do something again? Or worse if we fight and then see each other at work. What if we cause a scandal or even worse if we hate each other or-"

"Jungkook!" Mi stood up to break the elders rambles. "I've thought about it too, and I have the perfect solution. Let's keep work and friendship separate! Outside of work, I will do all I can to earn your trust and we can carry on being us. And in work, treat me like a normal employee with no talk about anything other than the job."

The boy gleamed with hope. "You still want to try and be friends?"

"Are you kidding?" It was only natural for them to be holding hands by now, in a friend way of course. "I'm never loosing you again kiddo."

They both felt extremely satisfied, so happy in fact that it would almost be impossible to go to bed. That was the next problem to tackle.

Despite the vast amount of blankets Mi was lying on, the hard floor still pained her back; causing her to continuously shift uncomfortably. Jungkook could hear the unease of the girl, with caused him to toss and turn in worry. Both of them were going nowhere.

"How do you normally sleep?" Jungkook turned on his side and peered down to the girl. "Anything I can do? Do you want to come up here?"

"Pfff Nope, Nono I'm fine..." she panicked quickly, trying to change the subject. "I normally drink myself to sleep on weekends aha."

"You want alcohol?" The boy took her light humour as a serious request, and he got up with confidence and snuck off to the kitchen before he could be stopped. After hearing a few crashing sounds and welps, he returned a few minutes later holding a bottle of Smirnoff vodka and orange squash. "I got you."

"Kook. I was joking."

"Shut up, this will help us both." He smiled childishly, pouring out two full cups of the clear liquid before adding a small drop of orange juice. "Cheers."

Mi looked suspicious at the boy and his beverage. This didn't seem like the best plan, after all it was already 1am and she was in a dorm with seven boys with only a hoodie on... If tv has taught her anything it was that this couldn't end well. Boys and girls drinking, along with the tension in the room, could only end badly. But, they were only friends right?

"Pfff, what could go wrong?" Mi smiled happily, grabbing the cup. And with that, she took a swig.