I look at the red shirt in my hand and I stand in front of the mirror. I place the shirt in front of me. I like the way it looks on me, and I know I'll be comfortable; much better than a dress.

It's the perfect top: not too tight, but not too loose like what I'm used to wearing. I have no idea of where I'm going with Jungkook, so I had to dress for the occasion. Some jeans and my best friends: my black converse.

I try to put some makeup on, but without Hyerin, it's just a waste of time. I'm not made for this, and the maximum I can do is apply some mascara and some color on my cheeks.

Once I hear my father turn off the television, my plan starts: to escape silently. I have to be extremely careful and fast so that he won't hear me. Once I get a message from Jungkook, my heart starts beating by miles. I look out the window and I see him, standing in front of his motorcycle, leaning on it with his usual "I don't care" type position.

I pray internally when I close the door and I smile like a crazy person when I'm outside. Everything seems so unreal: Jungkook is waiting for me, and he hugs me warmly when he takes me in his arms. I deposit a kiss on his lips without permission, and I can feel how his lips form into a smile while he kisses me.

"For a second I didn't think you would come out." He says breaking our kiss.

"I had to make sure my father couldn't hear me, that's all." I answer, smiling. I step away from him and he gives me a helmet. "Where are we going?"

He laughs.

"You can't hold back your curiosity, right?"

"I'm sorry, but no." I smile.

"It's a surprise." He simply responds.

I scoff.

"Jungkook-"

"Put the helmet on, we have to go." He interrupts me, making me pout.

"Fine..." I answer like a little girl. "It better be a good surprise."

He doesn't say anything else and then he takes off. I try to identify the roads we take, but I can't seem to recognize any of them. Then we stop at a drive-in cinema, and we get off the bike. I frown and I look at him a bit confused.

"I don't want to offend you, but... you know that we came in a motorcycle, right?"

Jungkook rolls his eyes.

"Have patience, Areum, have patience..."

I nod even though I'm still not fully convinced. The parking lot is filled with cats, and Jungkook walks towards a truck.

"My friend uses this drive-in cinema as some sort of parking space." He shrugs his shoulders. "He let me use his truck today."

Jungkook gets on the back of the truck without a problem. Cautiously, I get on too. There's a blanket there, and he covers both of us when we sit down. He then leans on me and hugs me.

"Do you like it?" Jungkook asks while he cuddles me against his chest.

We've never had a moment like this, if I'm speaking truthfully. We were always in bed, or fighting over something stupid. Everything seemed very calm,... real. It seemed like what we had was real, and that made me a bit restless.

"I love it." I answer and I turn my head so that I can place a kiss on his cheek.

We watch the rest of the movie in complete silence. None of us says anything that could ruin the perfect ambient that has generated between us. I've never been in a drive-in cinema, but I loved to watch vintage movies.

His right hand softly caresses my thigh, and that starts to make me feel impatient. I don't move, but I try to ignore the fact that my skin shivers due to his touch.

It's a very intimate moment, but it's not uncomfortable. Once the movie ends and the advances for the next one starts, Jungkook moves again. He's been very quiet; I guess he was trying not to ruin the incredible ambient that was being generated.

He deposits a soft kiss on my hair and I look at him. His face is serious, like most of the time, but his eyes transmit something else. He's calm, I can tell.

"Do you want me to take you home?" He asks in a sweet tone.

I feel like if I'm getting to know another part of Jungkook. The sweet part. I smile at him and kiss him.

"Can we go to your apartment?"

He nods.

"Sure, but... shouldn't you go back?"

"I can go later." I say shrugging my shoulders.

I kiss him again and he responds, kissing me back with passion, bringing me against him even more. He separates himself from me and I look at him frustrated.

"What?" I ask confused. "Why did you stop?"

He smiles.

"What's going through your dirty mind right now?"

I laugh.

"Why did you stop kissing me?"

"I'm sorry, but I hate this movie." He signals towards the screen and leans back. "We should go now."

"What's happening in your mind right now?" I joke as I quote his words.

"I really can't say it out loud."

His tone makes my heart speed up, and suddenly it's hotter here.

"Why?"

"Because there's kids."

"I don't see any kids around here."

He signals with his eyes next to us and I see a few kids who have been staring at us with intrigue. Once we both look at them, they turn away embarrassed.

"What do you say?" He asks. "Should we leave?"

I nod.

"Yeah, let's go."

Without saying anything else, we walk back to his motorcycle and he hands me the helmet. Once he takes off, I know that at the moment, this was the best night I've ever had.