With This Ring [JJK Fanfic]

Brave Kisses

          From the day he said I love you forward, the bond got stronger. It was almost as if the fates had given in to my worried whining. Upon our first date, he kissed me and another switch was flipped. . .was he always this attractive? I found myself in the pulls of physical touch and it messed with me heavily. I had spent the night at home without Jungkook and I found myself aching to hold his hand or snuggle into his chest and I couldn't sleep. I texted Jin-Ah for advice and she laughed and told me that Jungkook was currently in Taehyung's room whining about the same thing. So that night, I took an Uber to Seoul and then walked to the building from a different place in the city. The second I walked into the room, he wiped the tears, yes tears, and latched to me, refusing to let go.

          Here we sat, a month later, picking out wedding attire. At least, I was. Jungkook had been shopping a week earlier with the boys for their specific tuxes for the wedding party. Opal had given all the bridesmaids the instructions to go alone or with their partner to pick out their dress because she didn't want the girls swaying each other. I was somehow given an honorary bridesmaid role and was confused to hear that Opal didn't want matching bridesmaids dresses. We were given a color and nothing else. Purple.

"Noona, I like that one," Jungkook said, a slight pout in his voice because he was ready to go home.

          I had promised Jungkook that we'd watch a movie and get take out once we finished so he was hungry and excited.

"I think I do too," I said, humming at the dress. "But one more. I saw another one on the rack that might look better."

          Jungkook pouted and leaned back, accepting his fate as I stepped back into the changing room.

"I better get extra kisses for this," he whined. "I was promised lunch that was due fifteen minutes ago!"

"I know, Kook," I said as I slipped on the last dress. "I think we're done now."

          I stepped out of the dressing room and did a twirl.

"Noona, it needs a seamstress." He said, eyeing the slit on the thigh.

"Jungkook, it's supposed to have a slit there," I said. "This is the one. We can go eat now,"

          Jungkook pulled me to him and kissed me, and definitely in a brave manner. Usually any kisses involved a sweet kiss, a passionate kiss, a kiss that said "I love you", but this kiss was brave and new. He attempted to slip his tongue into my mouth and I let him briefly before pulling back.

"What's gotten into you?" I asked, not used to him being anything but a sweetheart who asks permission.

"The dress." He stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

          I sighed and went back into the changing room, taking it off and bringing it to the front desk.

          We paid for it and then walked back to the dorms, hand in hand.

          On our way back, I had made a delivery order that was now sitting in front of the dorm, still hot and ready to be eaten. I grabbed it as Jungkook pushed the door open, throwing his keys on the table and jumping on to the couch.

"Feed me, noona," he whined. "I'll be ever so grateful,"

"You're cute when you pout," I smiled and unpacked the food, bringing it over to him and sitting beside him.

          I had never seen him eat so fast and I felt a little bad that I kept him longer than expected. He finished much quicker than I did and he glanced at me.

"Food good?" He asked, a light behind his eyes telling me he wanted some.

"Absolutely," I said. "Want some?"

"I wanna taste," he said, leaning over.

          I grabbed a piece of pork for him and he placed it back down, putting my entire tray on the table.

          He pulled me onto his lap and smiled, kissing me with the same brave passion as before. Part of me enjoyed it, and the other part of me was thinking about the rest of my food. We had never done this before, in fact, before today, he'd never done more than sweet, tongueless kisses. It felt like he changed, like I had triggered another pull without meaning to. By some mercy of the fates, we were interrupted by Jimin who had decided to let himself in.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Jimin said as he slapped a hand over his eyes, not that there was anything he shouldn't see.

          I heard Jungkook. . .growl? But yet he pulled away from my lips and looked at Jimin.

"Move your hand, hyung." Jungkook said. "What do you need?"

          Jimin shyly moved his hand and smiled.

"Well Opal wanted me to make sure you found a dress," Jimin said. "Did you?"

"Yeah, I did," I said, a tiny voice crack making itself known.

          Jimin laughed and Jungkook shifted a bit, still keeping his arms around me.

"Um, good, I'll leave you two alone," he said, backing out of the room. "Sorry again! And don't be late to practice! You're helping me with my wedding performance in ten minutes!"

            And just as soon as he entered, he left.

          Jungkook shifted again, making an upset noise and then he kissed me again.

"Jungkook," I said, pushing his chest. "You wanna stop? I don't wanna get you worked up. You have practice in ten minutes."

"Define worked up, noona," he said as he kissed my neck, which had been completely out of bounds before.

"This," I said as I grabbed his chin. "What's got you like this? Did Jimin show you something you weren't supposed to see? Did Taehyung?"

"Noona, if you're implying I watch porn, I don't," he defended. "They didn't do anything."

"Then why are you suddenly tongue crazy?"

          He shifted again under me and sat up straight.

"I think uh," Jungkook cleared his throat. "I think I accidentally activated the pull today."

"Jungkook, we've been together a month, there's no way you did."

"May I remind you about Jin and S-"

"I'm aware but. . .we aren't like that," I said.

"Do you not find me attractive?" Jungkook asked, suddenly back to the shy boy I was used to.

"I find you attractive, I do," I said. "But this is sudden."

"You were enjoying it," he said.

"I know I was but it doesn't make it any less odd," I said. "Can we. . .can we work up to it?"

          He nodded and kissed me, a shyer kiss this time.

"Can I uh. . .go take a quick shower before practice?" He asked.

            I laughed and nodded, giving him the go ahead. He lifted me off his lap and darted to the bathroom, making me turn red. Where had my shy soulmate gone?