BTS One Shots

Cold As Ice | Jungkook

Hi friends!! I hope you're all doing well and staying safe and healthy :) the weather is turning all autumny where I live so things are getting so nice n cozy, aka the perfect time for some of that good good fluff (although when is it not hehe)😊 I hope you enjoy this fic!!

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"Okay, serious question."

You hum, lifting your head from Jungkook's shoulder so you can look up at him. His arm doesn't fall away from around your waist, and he keeps absently playing with the sleeve of your warm hoodie. Wind is howling outside your living room windows and rain batters against the glass, but it only makes your apartment more cozy – and so, you're happily spending your movie night in the fluffiest socks and softest sweats you can find, wrapped in each other's arms.

"Shoot."

He looks down at you, a small smile pulling at his lips. The movie you're watching continues in the background, the low and hushed voices of Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattinson filling your living room as you fidget with Jungkook's sweats. "You gotta promise you'll answer truthfully."

You purse your lips to fight a laugh, raising an eyebrow at him. "Do I ever lie?"

Jungkook snorts. "Every time you say you don't want any ice cream."

With an unapologetic grin, you shrug. "That's not an actual lie and you know it."

He scowls playfully. The movie score swells for a moment, but Jungkook ignores the dramatic violins and grabs hold of your waist instead, squeezes his arms together until they're wrapped around you uncomfortably tightly, though not painfully so. "Just promise me!" he whines as you groan in complaint, trying to pry his hands from your torso. His embrace only tightens around you and he lifts you up a few inches, shaking you back and forth while your protests grow louder. "Come on, come on, come on!"

"Alright, alright, I promise," you wheeze out and he abruptly releases you, dropping you back onto the couch. "Jesus Christ," you huff, laughing as he grabs your hand and entwines your fingers with his. "How important is this question, exactly?"

"Relationship-defining," he replies, his tone dead serious even though he's wearing the smuggest grin you've ever seen.

You'll admit that he's most definitely piqued your interest – but, of course, you're not going to admit that to him. Trying to hide your curiosity behind an amused smile instead, you sit up in his arms to properly look at him. "Alright, let's have it, you tease."

"First of all, you know you love the teasing," he starts with a smirk. You narrow your eyes at him, and his grin only widens. "So, my question is..." He pauses and takes a dramatic breath. You can tell he's trying to draw it out as much as possible, but you simply raise your eyebrows at him as you wait for– "Team Edward or team Jacob?" You barely have time to laugh in surprise at his question before he continues, "Three, two, one, go."

"Team Jacob, duh."

Jungkook grins and nods in approval, pressing a kiss to your nose. "I knew you'd be sensible," he mutters, his lips brushing your skin as he moves to kiss your cheek, and you snort out a laugh. "Ice cream?"

He jumps up from the couch before you can reply, hopping over to the small kitchen attached to your living room. With a small smile, you lean your head on the backrest of the couch, turning to look into his direction as he disappears from sight. "Why are you asking this when we're on Eclipse already?"

"Listen, I had to make sure you wouldn't cop out," he replies, raising his voice so you can still hear him as he rummages through the cutlery drawer, then sorts through the contents of your freezer. "Too many people go with that 'secret third option' and I am sick of people telling me they're team Bella." He emerges from the kitchen with a tub of ice cream and two spoons in his hands, the sleeves of his black hoodie pushed up his forearms so he can hold them without his sweater paws getting in the way.