Jinkook | Our Journey

7.

*Jungkook's POV*

It was officially time for this dinner thing.

Jin was wearing a lot of makeup, and that made me kind of mad.

Why the hell did he need to wear all that for him? Jin was naturally very handsome, and anyone could see that, but apparently, it wasn't enough for Hoseok.

I took deep breaths and went down the stairs, to the dining room, the venue for this shitty occasion.

I paused outside the door.

Then, I turned and went to the front door. There was no way I could do this. Sit through an entire evening of celebrating Jin and Hoseok's new relationship? No thanks.

I grabbed my car keys, and opened the front door. I'd make up an excuse for Jin's mom about why I had left later.

"Where are you going?"

I cussed under my breath and turned around. Jin was standing there, looking confused.

"I can't stay for your dinner, Jin, sorry. Have fun, though," I hoped Jin would leave it at that. But, then again, another part of me wanted him to ask me to stay.

"Why not?"

I shrugged. "I have... Things to do."

"Oh, please come, Jungkook!" I liked the sound of that. "You're the only way I'll get through tonight. I'm going to be so embarrassed, with Hoseok meeting everyone, and Yoongs isn't going to be any help. You're the only person who normally doesn't embarrass me. Plus, I'll be ignored all evening if you're not there," Jin pulled out puppy dog eyes and his precious pout.

I groaned. "Fine."

"Yay! Thank you!" Jin hugged me then took my car keys, so there was no way I could escape. "Now, we have to go pick out what I'm going to wear! Come on," he dragged me to his room.

At about 7:00 pm, Hoseok arrived and things were going fine I supposed. I had pretty much ignored him and just talked to Yoongs or Jin when they weren't talking to anyone else. Jin was right. He was mostly ignored by everyone but Hoseok and me, and that pissed me off. Jin really didn't even need me here. It was all going perfect and everyone just loved Hoseok's obnoxious little conversations.

Couldn't any of these people see that Hoseok's hand was currently very high on Jin's thigh and that he was sneaking glances at Jin every chance he got? I was not impressed.

I was annoyed and pissed until Jin grabbed my hand under the table during dessert and winked and smirked at me. He squeezed my hand and rested it on my leg under the table cloth.

I guess Jin could see right through me and see that I was in a shitty mood and this is what we had always done. We'd secretly hold hands and I liked it much more than I should.

I was in deep shit.

Jin's hand started to gently trace random patterns along my leg, still eating his dessert, as if nothing was happening.

I turned to raise my eyebrows at him, but Jin was too involved in a conversation with his mom.

Jin's hand trailed higher until he was dangerously close to...