banana milk and cookies│k.sj + j.jk

thirteen

jungkook noticed seokjin kept coming by more often. he and namjoon were always busy, however. they were always reviewing or doing research stuff. sometimes they'd answer homeworks together or advance study together.

sometimes, he would remain sitting by the kitchen just to listen to the lessons they discuss with each other, getting a few ideas about things. jungkook liked learning new things, anyway. plus namjoon is really great at explaining things. he'd be reading something now and without any second thoughts, he'll explain it perfectly for anyone to understand. he's born with a quick mind and jungkook can't help but sigh in awe at his cousin's intelligence.

just like right now.

seokjin and namjoon were busy discussing and reading what jungkook assumes to be previous lessons. he's sitting by the kitchen as always and is listening to them.

he was listening to seokjin speak.
he relaxed on his chair and indulged himself in seokjin's lovely voice.

his evening daydream were put to a halt when seokjin himself walked in on the kitchen.
"hi, ggukie. i see you're still there."

jungkook fought the urge to smile like an idiot.
he needs to act calm and natural; the way he is before.
"oh, yeah. just having a cup of coffee."

"where's the pitcher? i badly need to drink water. namjoon's making me thirsty." seokjin said.

jungkook needed to confirm that.
"thirsty? why?" he asked.

"he's making me speak so much my throat is getting dry." he replied.

jungkook couldn't help but to chuckle.
"i'll go get the pitcher for you." he said and stood up.

"oh, thanks." jungkook grabbed a glass and got the pitcher and poured water for him. when he handed the glass of water to seokjin, he felt his heartbeat race when seokjin's fingers brushed against his.

jungkook watched as seokjin gulped down the water, his adam's apple bobbing up and down.
weird but it turned him on.

seokjin's lips were wet from the water as he handed the glass back to jungkook.
he couldn't help but admire those plump lips and wonder what it tastes like—

"oh, there's dirt on your face." seokjin suddenly said. jungkook became conscious.

"where?" seokjin didn't answer and instead brushed his finger against jungkook's nose.
"there." seokjin said no more and walked away, leaving jungkook completely in a daze, the smell of seokjin's fingers lingering in his mind.

goddammit, seokjin hyung.