Jinkook | Our Journey

3.

I sat on the edge of the cabinet in my bathroom, waiting for the water to heat up.

It was my first day back at college after the summer.

A week had passed since Jungkook moved in, and he'd pretty much settled into our house.

But that didn't make things normal between us; oh, definitely not.

The long glances, the lingering touches that went on between us, unnoticed by anyone else... They had an effect on me.

The most frustrating thing was that I didn't know if it had the same effect on him.

Jungkook walked in suddenly, in nothing but his boxers, yawning.

I gasped. "Jungkook! Privacy?"

He raised his eyebrows at me and with a teasing smirk, he said, "Jin, it's fine. Besides I've seen you naked before, remember?"

I scowled at him. He loved doing this; reminding me of the unspeakable event.

"You promised you wouldn't speak of it."

"I promised I wouldn't speak of it to anyone else."

I sighed.

He laughed.

The joys of having to share a bathroom.

Jungkook picked up his toothbrush, and I leaned against the wall, still waiting for the water to get warmer.

After about five minutes, I had had enough, and I decided I would shower in the cold water to escape the awkward silence between us.

I was about to drop my towel and step into the shower when I remembered.

I turned around, and, sure enough, he was there, staring at me, not ashamed at all.

"Turn around," I told him, frowning.

He sighed, and turned to face the wall.

I turned around and left my towel on the little table beside the shower, and stepped into the shower, closing the skittle shower door.

"Okay," I said, when I was safely inside. "You can turn around now."

"Already have," I heard him chuckle. "You have a nice ass, by the way,"

I gasped. "I told you not to turn around!"

He just laughed. "Sorry," he said, sounding completely unapologetic.

I grumbled to myself, turning on the shower, a scream of shock escaping me as i found out the water was cold.

Jungkook laughed again.

"You're so annoying." I mumbled.

"You love it," He replied.

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"I shit you not, Jimin; he is living in my house," I told him, later on at college.