lost on you | -Jikook FF

Fire

Jimin's pov:

Jimin wrapped himself in his fluffy sheets trying to find a more comfortable position so he could finally fall asleep, but the painful ache in his chest made it impossible.

Memories of Jungkook's cold words and his dull eyes were permanently burned into his mind.

"How can he act like that..." mumbled jimin under his breath. "Such an idiot."

While Jimin's mind was a mess, the clear sound of raindrops hitting and running down the windows was leaving an equally bittersweet aftertaste as Jungkook himself.

"Where should I take him ... what about the cinema? But he doesn't look like someone who would enjoy it.

On the other hand he said that he likes me so he should be happy with whatever I choose" His train of thought was interrupted by a sudden realization.

"Haha ... no way that just happened.
I guess I'm the bigger idiot... thinking that he really likes me...." chuckled jimin.

*

(Next day)

Jungkook's pov:

This time around, Jungkook chose a more laid-back outfit for his date so he didn't have to feel too out of place.

But even the plain white shirt and ripped jeans couldn't hurt his good looks in the least, and he knew that.

He was aware of his handsome features and he was sure to make good use of it to 'seduce' Jimin.

"10:30 am ..." he whispered excitedly.
Jimin made it pretty clear to him that if he came a second before 10:30a.m he would kill him.

He was just a mere student and like any normal teenager his age, sleep was essential, especially on weekends.
Jungkook snorted, he actually wanted to come earlier and spend more time together, but he didn't want to come across as too pushy.

I mean, jungkook and being pushy? Never!

He laughed, the whole situation felt like a deja vu, but he could get used to it.

He rang the doorbell and waited like a obedient puppy for Jimin and when he finally came he was left speechless, but to be fair he didn't expecting anything else.

Jimin looked way too pretty in his oversized yellow hoodie and tiny shorts. 

The poor boy thought that he must have died to see such otherworldly beauty.

"Flowers" uttered Jungkook, handing Jimin the new bouquet. "This time I chose flowers without thorns" he added cheekily.

"I'm glad that you're not as stupid as you look" replied Jimin jokingly viewing the beautiful flowers with a small smile.

"What are you standing around, aren't you cold?"

"Huh, yeah?" answered Jungkook unsure.

"Then come inside you dummie" said jimin pulling the taller one inside.

"I hope you don't mind spending the day at my house. I cooked something to eat and also picked out a movie" informed Jimin as he led Jungkook into the living room.

"You can sit down and wait, I'll just go and bring the food."

"O-okay"

After Jimin left Jungkook to get their food, Jungkook was blushing madly.

"He even cooked for me," whispered he happily as he hugged one of the many fluffy pillows.  "I knew he liked me too"

Jungkook was beaming with joy, feeling like the luckiest person alive but then he saw jimin coming back carrying something that was unidentifiable.