Midnight Drift | jjk 🏁

21| dibs on the backseat

White heaven-bound birds were as brilliant rays from wind-dappled sea water; their brightness amid otherwise infinite blue, gliding as free souls. In each wing-given arc they were the tips of a conductor's wand, a music for both eyes and soul, bringing a wave of sweet earthly joy.

Waking up early morning had always been a crisis for you but the events from last night made it even more difficult. Opening your eyes, the first thing that came to your mind was the kiss you had hastily placed on Jungkook's cheek without a second thought, followed by the realisation of you 'maybe' liking him.

It took you an hour contemplating whether you actually had some sort of feelings for him or it was just a thought crossing your mind in the heat of the moment. From the start, you both have been a part of constant bickerings so maybe him being soft yesterday might have awoken something, not to mention how breathtaking he looked. Convinced that it was indeed a meaningless reaction out of a fleeting moment, you started with your day.

A knock reverberating against your door averted your attention away from the backpack you were currently packing. "Come in!"

The door to your room opened before a grumpy Yoongi stomped in. Just like you, even he wasn't a morning person and needs his beauty sleep till 1 during weekends, which included today. So when you woke him up at 8am asking him to drop you off the bus station, the amount of curses which left his lips were uncountable.

"Are you not done yet?" He asked irritated. You looked up after placing a bottle of sunscreen in your backpack. "Did you get me what I asked you to?"

He scowled before placing his favourite Ray-ban shades in your open palm. You grinned viciously when the item landed in your hand. "Aw, thankyou!" To say that you blackmailed him into giving you his beloved sunglasses would be a complete lie. The blackmail material you ask? Well use your brains, you'll know.

"Whatever." He scoffed. "I feel bad for using my precious tongue in complimenting you last night." You furrowed your brows before looking down at your outfit. It consisted of a baby blue turtleneck and white jeans; a white beanie on your head to complete the look.

"Why, what's wrong with this?"

"You look fucking homeless. Completely opposite to last night." You knew he was simply throwing snarky comments in order to get a reaction out of you. It was his way of taking revenge for separating him from his bed.

But you knew better on what to do. "Nobody asked for your diddily darn opinion, dwarf."

He froze in his spot, mind registering your words before his eyes narrowed dangerously. "What did you just call me?" He asked with gritted teeth, his voice dropping an octave.

"A dwarf." You didn't get the time to run before he tackled you onto the bed. Locking your wrists above your head with one hand, he started jabbing your sides with his slender fingers, a evil look on his face.

"Yoongi!" You squeaked, wriggling your body in different directions to escape his harsh attacks.

"Apologise to me." He demanded with a serious tone, straddling your waist when you started to knee his stomach.

"Never!" At your answer, he snaked his hand up to your neck before tickling it, making you burst out laughing like a maniac.

"Okay! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" You gasped for air after he let go of you, your heavy pants echoing in the room. For someone who doesn't exercise, he surely was damn strong.

"Hmm now that's how you do it." He shamefully grinned at his work as you shot him a glare. Before you could throw some remark, your phone started blasting. Hitting him square in the face with a pillow, you picked up your phone.