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For future reference, If characters are speaking in Korean from this point on, it will be italicized like so. If they are speaking English, the text will just be normal :) Thanks, I hope it's not too confusing!

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"I'm telling you, it's so hot over here," Jungkook spoke in Korean to Jimin through his laptop, walking around his room as he conversed with his friend. 

"It's hot here too," Jimin countered, rolling his eyes, "It's summer time. Tell me something interesting! It seems like the only one you ever talk to anymore is Namjoon, and I mean really. Come on Kookie, we're like BFF's!"

"Well, maybe because there's just not a lot to say? School hasn't started yet so there isn't really a lot to do."

"Stop lying to me Jungkookie."

Jungkook looked questioningly at his friend through the monitor as he climbed on top of his bed to sit more comfortably. Crossing his legs and pulling on his collar to allow better air flow into his shirt within the warm atmosphere, he turned up the volume on his laptop.

"What are you talking about? I'm not lying about any-"

"The girl. You thought you could hide the fact that you met a girl from me?"

Yes. That's exactly what he was going to do, because he knew Jimin would overreact. Now that he knew, Jungkook's heart began racing with the prospect of getting teased. After years of making fun of his friend, he could hardly blame him for potentially using his friendship with you as ammo against him.

"Oh, (Y/N)? Well, that's no big deal exactly," He spoke shyly, rubbing the back of his head and mentally reminding himself to scold Namjoon for telling on him later.

"No big deal?!" Jimin scoffed, "You're terrified of girls! You've never been able to get close to them, and now Namjoon tells me you're trying to befriend one?! And you can't even talk to her?! This is huge!"

"I can talk to her!" He protested, then thought again and ducked his head lower in embarrassment. "Well... I mean I could be better at it, but I still can. I bet my English is much better than yours these days."

"So? English isn't a barrier when you're as cute as me." Jimin spoke smugly, batting his eyelashes and puffing his cheeks cutely. "Now quit trying to change the subject. Namjoon says she's your neighbor? What does she look like? Do you like her?" He began bombarding the younger one with so many questions that his head began spinning. 

"Yeah she lives next door. She looks really pretty. No, not like that, I barely even know her really," He answered each inquiry, blushing lightly towards the end.

"Then why such a change of heart? You normally tense up and can't talk straight to girls that speak your own language. How were you able to approach and converse with a girl that speaks English?"

Jungkook sighed and tussled his messy brown hair a bit under his fingertips as he slightly looked out the window to see the sun setting. He thought back to when he had first met you, how you looked at him and did your best to make him feel comfortable, even though you clearly weren't relaxed yourself.

"I don't really know,"  He started, tugging on his ear, "It started out like always, I was really scared and could hardly look her in the eye, but she... was different. She looked at me and I immediately felt my fears leaving. Maybe because it seemed as if she was just as afraid of me as I was of her, yet she still smiled and did her best to help me. She helped me order food and fit in at a party and even took me to a pool. She's now this sort of comfort to me as I sort of see her as a friend and someone I know I can rely on, even though I still don't know her very well." Jungkook admitted shyly, "So I want to return the favor by attempting to better my English. The least I can do is talk to her and actually get to know her." He finished, his eyes briefly glancing at the textbooks that lay on his computer desk that were still opened to where he had been studying common phrases.