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Giddy. Was I though? I couldn't tell. As I sat bedside the magenta-headed male, I couldn't help but bury my face into his shoulder. Because for the last five minutes of this rather relaxing bus ride, he just couldn't find the strength to stop placing itty bitty kisses upon my head. Whether it was a good thing or not, my heart could no longer fathom. It was sure to burst any second.
"Can you stop? You—"
"—can't get enough of you. I really can't."
He was something; truly. Arm wrapped around my shoulders and lips glued to my head, I was beginning to think I was in a dream. A dream my high school self constantly recreated within my world of slumber and fantasies that were never really going to happen. But today, I guess it finally did.
"You smell like—anpan."
That was new.
"Anpan? Of all things? Are you serious—"
"I like anpan. It's sweet and soft. Just like you Kari."
Another kiss.
"Weren't you the one who said you weren't so sweet yourself? So what's with this sweet charade?"
"Charade? I wouldn't call it that. I'd call it—my way of showing you my sweet side. But you'll surely see the other side of me that isn't so sweet. Eventually."
Hold on. Recap. Replay. Fucking rewind.
"Just out of curiosity, we're what they call a couple now? Correct? As in—"
"—dates? Kissing? Hand holding? Sex? Yeah, of course. I'm sure there's more to it but that's the gist of it, right?"
He lost me. He had me at 'dates' but ultimately lost me at 'sex'. Sex? My virgin ass? I could already feel my heart palpitating again. Abnormally palpitating. Is this what a heart attack feels like?
"Kari? Did I lose you?"
Yes.
"No."
He smiled.
"Good. Now, as I was saying..."
I paid no attention as he swooped down to my ear, lips brushing my lobe with ease before speaking ever so softly beside it,
"...will you be my girlfriend?"
Almost a whisper his words were. A whisper that sent shivers down my spine and brought goosebumps to my skin. He had that affect on me. And I was wildly obsessed with it.
"Okay." I muttered. And just for a second, I could almost feel him smirking. I didn't need to look at his lips to make my theory true because it was as if his smirk had a vibe of its own.
"Okay? That's it? No—'I'll be your girlfriend'—or—'I'm yours'?"
But that's where he got me tongue tied once again. Because despite everything, there was just one little flaw in this design...
I've never had a boyfriend before.
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a/n: lol anpan(man) 👀 fall break is almost over 💀 and i haven't updated star boy in so long 😭 i'm so sorry. anyways, i have so many magnificent photos of jungkook on my phone that i'm certain he's taken up 2,000+ photos of my 3,300+ in my camera roll...life of a jungkook enthusiast 🎉
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i mean, this is everything. this is the epitome of beauty and softness. pLEASE HE'S PERFECT
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i literally just thought about how when he enlists, and he has to shave his head, we'll get permanent forehead and i'm kinda scared. he'll be bald but he'll bE MF SEXY OH GOD IM SCARED WTF STOP
