Stirring The Soul

Chapter 21

You and Jungkook spend the next three hours going over all the finer points of the movements in 'Pathetique'. Although he plays it masterfully, you can see that Jungkook is gradually getting tired and losing momentum. You check your phone, which says 10:30 pm, and you decide to call it a night. Jungkook agrees with you, saying he's making quite a bit of progress and is starting to feel better about playing on stage.

"Noona, you will be here on the night to watch me play, right? he asks, suddenly worried.

"Of course JK, as if I would miss it! If nothing else, people have to know who the teacher is behind this prodigy," you joke. "Hmmm, I'd better print some business cards to give to prospective students who may also need someone to boost their performance skills, as I clearly have done with yours," you continue, running with the joke before suddenly realising the innuendo. JK tilts his head slightly and raises an eyebrow at you knowingly, "My performance skills don't need much boosting you know," he says, when he suddenly lifts his head and his expression changes. "I know you're joking Noona, but no way you're teaching anyone else," he says. "I don't want any other guys eyeing you up and taking you from me. You are mine, and only mine!"

You laugh at the thought of other guys stealing you from Jungkook. How could anyone come close to matching this wonderful human being? "Fine, as long as you promise to keep others at arm's length," you counter. "You must be attracting a lot of female, and male, attention everywhere you go, even if you don't notice it yourself," you say, keen to observe his reaction.

"Noona, what do I have to do prove to you that I only have eyes for you? Wasn't that elite hand service I provided before a good enough taster?"

You blush deeply at the memory of that incident and say nothing except for, "Right, on that note, pun intended, let's go."

Jungkook smirks at your reaction and gets up from the stool. He gives himself a large stretch upwards and outwards, exposing his midriff, toned butt and V-shaped Adonis belt. Maybe it's because you've just spent so much time together, or because of the late hour, but right now you picture yourself sliding your hands down his trousers, disposing of unnecessary clothing, and attacking him here and now. He catches you staring at him and asks devilishly, "What are you thinking about Noona?"

"Nothing! Just about how hungry I am. Shall we get some food on the way home?" you reply quickly. Jungkook scratches his head to think. You recognise his 'concentrating' face where he completely zones out and almost forgets that there's anyone else around him. "Wow, when it comes to food, nothing else gets a look-in, eh?" you mumble to yourself. You hold his arm and casually drag him out of the auditorium. His eyes are still glazed over at the thought of eating and you break the silence by recapping the things he needs to work on when he plays the piano. He snaps out of it when you mention him going home.

"What? No, I can't let you go home by yourself, it's not safe, Noona," he suddenly says.

You laugh at how concerned he is for your welfare, "It's ok, JK, I'd be more worried about the poor sap who tries to kidnap me. He'd need hospitalisation for what I'd do to his genitals." Jungkook smirks at the visual; he's sure you're not joking.

"Wouldn't you rather have your strong, handsome boyfriend escort you home?" he winks as he suggests this.

"Excuse me, 'boyfriend'?" you say, squinting at him. This is not the time to discuss the status of your relationship. "Ok, if it makes you happy, you can escort me home." While holding hands and eating hot dogs from a 24-hour takeaway place, Jungkook gives you a peck on the neck and says, "Seeing as I'm coming all the way back with you, why don't I just stay over at yours tonight? You wouldn't want anything bad to happen to this idol going home by himself, would you?" His perfectly formed grin is back.

"What, you mean the black belt in Taekwondo can't look after himself?" you tease. "Fine, then I guess this Noona will have to look after you instead," you concede, smiling to yourself. "Er, no funny business by the way," wagging your hot dog at him. Jungkook swoops in to take a bite of it and munches away, smiling. It's almost 11:45 pm when you reach home, and with no time or chance for anything else, you simply point to the sofa to indicate where Jungkook should sleep. "I'll bring you a pillow and blanket," you say.

He stops you by saying, "No offence Noona, but that sofa does not look comfortable. I need to sleep very comfortably to look this good." He smiles wide in anticipation.

"So, are you suggesting that I take the sofa whilst you sleep on the bed?! Where's the respect for elders?" you say in mock chastisement.

"Who said anything about you sleeping on the sofa?" he says in a low tone as he steps closer to you.

"Hang on mate, no way are we sleeping in the same bed. That's too risky. I know what you're thinking," but before you continue, Jungkook giggles as he says, "Woah, what do you take me for, Noona? I was suggesting that we actually just sleep on the same bed. I can even face the other end of the bed if that makes it less 'risky' for you. I can't believe your mind sometimes Noona, honestly," he says as he saunters into your room and makes himself comfortable under the covers. He cheekily does not sleep in the way he proposed, but, instead, snuggles his head comfortably on your pillow. "Mmm, smells nice." he says, eyes closed.

You shake your head as you lie down on the bed in the same direction, but with your back to him. He swiftly moves to spoon you. With his arm snuggled tightly around you and the hand tucked under your side, he says, "No funny business, I promise. I just want to hold you like this, it feels so nice." With that, he adds his leg over your hip.

You smile, not really minding this sleeping arrangement. Just as you close your eyes, he says quietly, "So, you've been doing a background check on me, eh?"
You teasingly reply, "Well I need to find out about the guy I'm dating and any secrets he's keeping from me."

He smirks and says, "The only secret I've got is fact that I'm dating a hot noona and can't tell anyone about it."