Overdrive || JJK (M)

Chapter 01

"Who are you?" you asked, startled, when you walked into your living room after a full day of classes and saw a boy you've never seen before sitting on your couch.

He turned his head just a few inches in your direction, bringing his hand up lazily and wiggling his fingers at you. You stayed by the door, something about this stranger putting you on edge immediately. Maybe it was because he was so handsome.

"Oh good, you're home!" your mother said, standing up from the opposite couch. "This is Jungkook, he's just come into town—"

"Why?" you interrupted rudely, hair standing on end. Your mother's face soured for a split second and you were minutely glad this stranger was here, lest your mother grab her shoe and aim it at you for your tone.

Before your mother could reply, the stranger named Jungkook stood from the couch and pivoted to face you fully, his entire aura just reminding you of a cat—he held himself lazily, even if his eyes were sharp and focused.

"I just came after my sister," he said, voice deep and smooth. Your body reacted oddly, as if it wanted nothing more than to be embraced by him, but also wanting to run right back out of the house and never see him again. It was as if the longer his eyes remained on you, the harder your fight-or-flight instincts shot through you.

"Wait, you're—you're Miss Sunhui's nephew?" you asked, furrowing your brows.

"Yeah," he responded, taking a step closer to you and bringing his hand out to greet you properly.

You walked over to him. "Weird, I don't think she mentioned you were coming to stay with her."

"She didn't know—it's more of a surprise visit," he told you, only the hint of a smile twitching on his lips.

You slid your hand into his, gripping his fingers tightly.

And electricity shot through your body violently, tinging the world pink. Your eyes widened and you could register Jungkook's own eyes opening wide, your hands stuck together in shock as sharp tingles ran through your veins. It was as if every nerve had been split open, leaving you at the mercy of the new sensations—though you couldn't really decide if they were painful or not. It was like they bordered on the line of pain and pleasure, dipping into both too quickly for your mind to settle on only one.

Yanking your hand away, you brought it to your chest and held it protectively, swallowing roughly. Jungkook's hand was still in its previous position, held between the two of you in midair, his eyes sharp and focused on you. You could almost see the wheels turning in his head, knowing he was wondering what the hell had just happened.

"Uh, cool, well—" you started nervously, clearing your throat as you glimpsed your mother watching the two of you in confusion. "Hope you have a nice stay!"

"Wait—"

"Bye!" You skirted past him, taking great care to avoid touching him as you ran toward the stairs. You sprinted up them, taking them two at a time in your rush to get away from Jungkook, your heart pounding painfully in your chest.

When you were safely in your room, door shut behind you, you let yourself take in gulps of air as if you'd just ran a marathon. Your arms were still tingling, especially where Jungkook's skin had grazed yours, and you gnawed on your lip as you walked over to your bed, slowly putting your backpack down on the floor and laying back on the mattress.

Who the hell was he and why did you feel like your whole world had just shifted on its axis? You knew you hadn't just imagined that odd sensation, as not only had Jungkook had nearly the same reaction you did, but you could still see hues of a faint pink at the corners of your vision.

Staring at the ceiling provided no answers, only making your vision blur from the stark white until all the pink color had faded from your view. You weren't sure what to do, other than work on your course load for your classes. A peek at the window showed a clear night approaching, the stars already calling for you. You sighed loudly and tried not to groan as you sat up in your bed, pulling your backpack up onto the mattress beside you to pull your notebook and textbook out of it, getting to work on your assignments, the thought of Jungkook fading from your mind.

After a few hours had passed you heard your mother retire to her room, the door shutting softly behind her down the hall. You waited another half hour just to be safe before you crawled out of bed, grabbing the pair of binoculars from your desk and slinging it around your neck. You opened your bedroom door as quietly as you could, shutting it softly behind you before you tiptoed down the stairs and toward the front door, grabbing your keys as quietly as you could as you shoved them into your pocket. Slipping your shoes on, you hurried outside and locked the front door behind you.

You looked at your car for a second, debating if you should take it or not. Your mother might hear the engine—you decided to forgo it, shuffling along on the sidewalk toward your favorite hill, the one high enough to give you some privacy as you looked at the night sky.

It didn't take long to reach the top of the hill, though you definitely would've arrived faster in your car. You found a spot and sat down, raising your head to look up at the twinkling stars. They were beautiful. You laid back against the cool grass of the hill, content with just watching the stars, your fingers twitching with the desire to touch them.

"Hey, are you—"

You screamed, body reacting with a harsh flinch at the sound of a deep voice from somewhere to your left. A hand clamped onto your mouth and for a second you felt your heart stop at the figure holding you still, but then your eyes adjusted and you recognized the face peering down nervously into yours. The hand pulled away and you sat up, shifting back just a bit, mind processing vaguely that you didn't have anywhere near the same reaction as before.

"Jimin?" you asked incredulously.

He gave you a sheepish smile, pushing a hand through his hair. "Sorry—I didn't mean to scare you."

Your heart was pounding in your chest, but you realized you could relax and could already feel it slowing down. You shook your head. "You snuck up on me in the middle of the night, of course I'd be scared!" The two of you stared at each other and then started laughing, trailing off into faint chuckles. "What are you doing here?" you asked. "Never knew you to be one to come stargazing."

"Ah, I'm not," he admitted. "I saw how clear the sky was tonight and knew you'd probably come up here to watch." There was a bit of a silence between you and then he continued, fiddling with his fingers. "I thought you might appreciate some company."

Your expression softened infinitely as you gazed at Jimin's nervous face, his teeth biting into his bottom lip. "I would appreciate some company," you whispered, knowing he had heard you from the way his wide eyes turned to you. "Thank you."

He shot you a bright smile. "No problem."

And the two of you laid back silently, the air between you filled with whispers of the stars and explanations of the constellations peering down onto you. Somehow, your gut twisted in your belly and your throat dried up, thoughts swirling around the way your skin had buzzed when you'd touched him but not Jimin.