𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖙𝖊 𝕸𝖊

4

Jungkook walked home with his arms crossed trying to stop himself from shivering. His hands gripped Yoongi's sweater tightly, as if that would make the situation any better.

The rain had died down after a while. It was just a little bit of drizzling. Jungkook decided to pull the hood part off his head and kept walking. Despite the slight dampness from the rain, Yoongi's sweater felt warm around Jungkook. And then Jungkook's mind started to wonder...

'What would it be like if it were Yoongi himself wrapped around me instead?' Jungkook couldn't help but think about the feeling. His heart beat quickened slightly.

'I shouldn't think about stuff like that what am I doing? We are hardly even friends for God's sake. We only just met today! What would he think if he knew I was imaging about-' Jungkooks thoughts were cut short when he felt excruciating pain in his forehead, as well as a loud metallic sounding thud. He groaned and grabbed his face in pain.

"What in the f-" Jungkook whispered to himself as he looked up to see what happened.

"You have to be kidding me." He sighed when he looked up.

He walked into a stop sign.

He almost laughed at himself out loud but decided to keep it inside in case someone came by. It was practically like the stop sign was there as a sign to tell him to stop creepily thinking about a guy he just met.

He walked around the stop sign and continued on his way home.

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Yoongi got home and immediately threw his keys and backpack on the counter. He headed straight for his couch. Even though he drove home he was still soaked from when he walked to his car.

A thought popped into his head that made his eyes widen.

"What the fuck is wrong with me? Why didn't I offer Jungkook a ride home? He probably got soaked." He groaned while throwing himself back onto the couch. A/n: Soaked in H O L Y W A T E R ya nasties

He felt a bit guilty. But why? He doesn't know this kid.

"I'll just drive him home tomorrow." He decided while running a hand through his wet hair.

He got up and decided it would be best to take a shower. He was ready to get into some dry clothes.

He changed into grey sweat pants and a black T-shirt after he had gotten out of the shower and dried himself off. He lazily padded over to the kitchen. He searched the pantry for something to eat. He found some noodles and cooked them. He served himself and headed back over to the couch and opened his laptop.

He edited a song he was working on while eating his dinner. Or at least he tried to. But his mind couldn't help but wonder what little Kookie was up to.

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Jungkook got home and flopped on his bed. He wanted to start on some of his homework even though none of it was due. He preferred to have it done beforehand so that way he would have time to relax.

He pulled out his history book for Ms. Tortilla's class and opened it to study for the upcoming test. The words on the page said: Thousands of years ago...

But Jungkook's mind said: I love you, Yoongi.

Jungkook pauses and blinked a few times. What the hell was that? He shook his head in attempt to get rid of his thoughts.

Yoongi's perfect face kept showing up no matter what he did. Giving up, he slammed his book closed and slid it off his bed and watched it crash onto the floor.

He pulled at his hair and groaned, wishing he could stop thinking about him. He knew Yoongi probably already forgot about him and was living his life like everyone else. They just spoke to each other. Nothing was every gonna happen between them.

For some reason as soon as they spoke he felt like he had a connection with him. Even if he joked about pencils, he was still attractive.

He wanted to learn more about him. He wanted to know every one of his likes and dislikes. He wanted to know every one of his flaws and he wanted to be the one to tell him that he loved his imperfections.

Jungkook was just now realizing how hard he was falling as the minutes and thoughts whizzed by.

Then it hit him right in the face just like the stop sign he walked into.

He wanted Yoongi.

I didn't like this chapter

Oh well