Care For Me

Six

Y/N's POV

"I'm so glad you knew exactly what you wanted because I would've had no idea what to order for you.", he admitted in relief as we left the café, each of us holding a cup.
I nodded absentmindedly. The only thing good coming out of this were our beverages and the cookie and bagel we had picked up. I felt uneasy about the whole situation but even more about staying somewhere my school mates could easily show up and see us together. If this had to be ruined in some way, I at least wanted to do it my way. I only told Jungkook that I had sat all day and needed to walk around. He was fine with it and we were heading down the street in the direction of my house now. My voice was torn in joy over spending time with him and hating my intention to do so. Her repeated pleas and attempts to convince me of his character were for nothing though. Not alas because I didn't need much convincing to acknowledge he was a good guy. That just wasn't enough and most definitely didn't change my circumstances.
"How's your drink?", Jungkook asked after I had barely raised the cup to my lips.
I halted in my movement to give him a sarcastic look, lowered my drink again and then cocked a brow.
"Really? That's how you want to start a conversation?", I scoffed.
"Uh, kinda... It's weird because we talked for hours the other day and I don't know if we still have things to talk about now."
He scrunched his face and nibbled on his bottom lip. Well, at least that made things easier for me.
"You spent days trying to get me to do this and now you don't know what to say?"
Jungkook looked away and scratched the back of his head. Unbelievable. Why did he have to look so cute while doing that?
"If we're already out of things to talk about, we shouldn't force this further than necessary.", I shrugged with pressed lips.
My stomach slightly hurt after I turned my face away and I decided to eat my bagel in hopes that I just needed some food.
He reached out for my hand as if it was the most natural thing in the world to him and faintly stroke over my knuckles.
"I didn't mean to make things feel forced. I was just sharing what's on my mind. Maybe it would be better if I don't address my insecurity induced thoughts anymore."
My throat felt oddly dry upon his openness and honesty – not to mention his touch. I could never say something like that; express my feelings towards someone in this manner. Part of me was taken aback and a little uncomfortable with his behavior and another part welcomed, appreciated and adored it even. That part was most likely the one spurting countless compliments and indirect love confessions at the back of my mind. I pulled my hand out of his and finally took a sip of my drink. Divine. Like comfort in a beverage.
"Is it good?"
I looked at him in confusion. "Hm?"
"Your drink. Is it good?", he asked again.
His sweet smile did things to my legs I was not content with. I cleared my throat and nodded before I continued walking to create some distance between us and make that jelly feeling in my knees wear off. Jungkook caught up to me – still wearing that stupid, cute smile – and asked for the cookie. He broke it in half once I had given him the bag and held it up to my mouth as if intending to feed me.
"You're joking, right?", I blurted out in disbelief.
"About what?"
The cookie was still in front of my lips, making me glance back and forth between the treat and him until I got a bit dizzy.
"You will not feed me.", I announced determinedly.
"If you don't want me to, you can simply take the cookie out of my hand. I'm not holding a gun to your head."
"Feels like it though.", I murmured, grabbed the cookie half and just held on to it while he devoured his.
My gaze was involuntarily drawn to his mouth; the molten chocolate smudging over his skin, the crumbs on his lips that he licked away and of course the satisfied hums he released.

Dammit.

Once he was done, he sucked his fingers clean and did so even slower when he noticed my stare. There was something amused and pleased in the way the corners of his mouth slightly curled upwards. I felt myself blushing and quickly averted my eyes.
"You have some chocolate on your lip.", I mentioned.
His smirk deepened for a second as he eyed me before huskily asking: "Really? Where?"
There was no need for him to make this harmless situation this flirty or even borderline sexual. But here he was. I glanced at the spot and raised my brows.
"There"
"Here?"
Jungkook let his tongue glide over the left half of his top lip and kept his oddly intense gaze fixed on me. I gulped, shook my head and briefly pointed at his mouth.
"No, there."
My fluster was making my hands tremble and my body heat rise. How inconvenient and disproportionate. It was just a bit of smudged chocolate after all.
He licked over the right half of his bottom lip and it dawned on me that he was intentionally missing the spot over and over again. I shook my head again and rolled my eyes. What a lame trick. Did he really think I would fall for it?
Jungkook snorted lightly to regain my attention.
"Would you remove it for me? I'm clearly just making a fool of myself."
"R-Remove?", I stuttered under my breath.
He nodded calmly, took my wrist and pulled my hand up to his chin. I hadn't expected that.