*Taehyung*

I remember it like if it was yesterday. The first time I met my bunny was in our old dance room. He came back from working out in the gym. Back then he looked slimmer but he was already muscular! Of course that was something I immediately noticed.

While Jk loves to flirt with Army on stage or through Vlive, back then he was really shy. I remember hugging him to welcome him, but he seemed frozen. He did not move, nor did he hug me back. He was just standing there being weird, but weird in a cute way. 

We did not talk again that day. I think he was embarrassed because he had not recognised me as a fellow member, or maybe he was just afraid of me, I don't know.

Don't get me wrong. He was not just distant towards me. In the beginning, Jungkook did not mingle much with the hyungs while he was at the dorm. When he came back from school, he usually went straight to the dance room to practice dancing or he just worked out. In the evening, everyone followed their own schedules: Jin hyung usually cooked, RM hyung was working on some music with Yoongi hyung, J-Hope hyung danced or tried to make the members laugh and Jimin... well Jimin was Jimin, my favorite Mochi. 

As trainees Jimin and I, we had a good time together, laughing and joking around. We always tried to get Kookie to join us but he was too shy. He was easily embarrassed and he hated that feeling. Therefor, he tried to ignore us as much as possible. But you can imagine that this behaviour only convinced us even more to do stupid things just to get his attention.

At the beginning, Koo had this habit to shower late. Late means, after all the hyungs had gone to bed. Since we all had to share the same dorm and the same bathroom - which had no real lock - he felt insecure. So shy he was, our baby bunny. He was afraid that the hyungs might see him in underwear or ... naked? Thats why he always waited for us to sleep before sneaking to the bathroom, trying not to make too much noise that could wake us. And only then did he dare to take his shower. 

That night, like a thief, Kookie walked on tiptoes to the bath, convinced that we were all sleeping. Of course, Jimin and I were NOT asleep. 

The plan was to enter the bathroom. We would wait for Jungkook to enter the shower. After that, we wanted to steal his pyjamas and hide them in the dorm, forcing Kookie this way to finally accept himself, his body, and through some fun, get closer to his hyungs. With this plan in mind, we had only been fake snoring and waiting for Jungkook to slip out of the room.

 At least that had been the plan... only that Jimin was snoring for real by then ! 

I did not dare wake him, risking to make some noise and alert Jungkook, who was already suspicious enough of us two (I wonder why). So I got out of the bed, hid behind the bedroom door, listening for the sound of the shower. I must have waited for five minutes before Jungkook finally decided to step under the warm steams of the water. 

This was my signal! Hearing the sound of the running water, I moved towards the hall and the bathroom. My heart was beating fast. I knew this was probably a bad idea, and Jungkook would be mad if not furious at us - well at me... but then again it was fun with Jungkook being our maknae and him always being so shy and embarrassed. It would help him, even if maybe he could not see it right away!

Reassured of my good deed, I put my hand on the doorknob. I only had to turn it and to open the door, to steal the clothes, hide them and wake up Jimin, so that he could see the achievement of our mission. 

I took a deep breath, I turned the knob and opened the door.

There he stood. Jungkook. 

He was not in the shower, he was standing in front of the mirror. Dark hair falling over his chocolate brown eyes. His stare gazing in the mirror, checking himself out. Was he analysing the change of his body since he had been dancing and working out? He was not wearing any shirt or jacket. His chest was bare, so were his muscular arms. His long legs and his tights were also naked. He only wore a pair of tight-fitting black shorts. 

I was checking him out, the way he was checking himself out in the mirror. I had never seen him like this, with so much bare skin. My heart was beating loud in my chest, my breath went faster. 

I had failed the mission miserably.

Jungkook finally heard the noise of me taking in a sharp breath. And he turned around, all eyes on me! He was not angry. He only seemed shocked. His eyes were open wide and his cheeks were already starting to blush. 

I was shocked myself. My hand was looking for the doorknob - I wanted to get out - but my eyes were still on him, on his brown eyes, then again on his black shorts.

And while I could not take my eyes off him, I failed again. Instead of opening the door wider to get out, somehow I managed to close it behind me. I was screwed...

Meanwhile, Jungkook's cheeks had turned cherry red, his breath went fast and he was looking for words. I wanted to apologise and get out fast, but instead I heard myself say " Don't worry. It is alright. It is just me!". But Jungkook was like stoned. He did not move and seemed to have stopped breathing. Only his eyes were looking for something... his shirt! 

" It is okay, Jungkook-sshi. I am a dude too. There is nothing on your body that I have not yet seen on myself. Nothing is wrong with you, or your body!"

But my words did not convince him, but at least he started breathing again. After a moment, he mumbled something. 

"I cannot hear you." 

"I ... I said... get... out" 

This time it was Jungkook that was not convincing me. 

"Listen Jungkook-sshi. I get it, you are the youngest. You are shy and you feel embarrassed right now. But, damn, there is nothing wrong with you! You will live with us six hyungs together for at least the next seven years. You will have to get used to this! Living together. Sharing moments together. We are not gonna have anybody else, but us seven, for the next years! Just us! So please, Jungkook-sshi. Just open up to at least one of us.... We like you, I mean it. But this shyness will always be in your way. You have to work on this... starting right now!"

Jungkook's eyes opened wide. He could not say a word, waiting for me to continue speaking. 

"Ok. I will show you something. Just so you get my point. After that, I will leave, but you have to promise me to reflect upon my words."

Jungkook only nodded, his face still red from embarrassment. He clearly wanted me  to get out as quickly as possible. 

I made sure that my eyes were on his the whole next minute. I believe that for Jungkook it might have been one of the longest minutes of his life. 

My eyes still resting on his face, slowly I pulled my own shirt over my head and let it drop in the sink. 

His eyes did not wander to my now bare chest, but I could see him gulp. His cheeks also seemed to blush even more. But I did not stop, I could not stop halfway.

My hands were opening the knot on my jogging pants, while my eyes did not move from his. After working some time on the knot, I finally opened it and with it, my pants dropped to the floor. 

By now my heart was beating full speed in my chest. What the heck am I doing here? This was not the mission! Am I stupid? He will never talk to me again! While my mind was screaming and wanting me to stop, my hands moved forward to the next task. There was not much left. Gracious as some kind of feline, my fingers slid under the seam of my boxers and made them join my pants on the floor. 

During all this time, Jungkook's eyes had never blinked nor had they moved over my now naked body. Like a frozen statue he stood there, staring straight ahead, not moving, not breathing, face flushed red.

After a few seconds, I found the strength to break the silence that was stretching awkwardly between us. 

"Today you saw that I am no different from you. Remember, you and I, we are the same. Exercice before the mirror and tell me when you have finally overcome your shyness and are ready to face yourself ."

Then, hastily, I collected my clothes, turned my naked back to him - giving him a good sight of all my gorgeous angles - and was about to leave when I heard a tiny voice and halted. 

"You... you forgot your shirt." Jungkook whispered while pointing at the sink.

This time it was my face that started blushing. I did not turn around. Instead I opened the door and disappeared in the bedroom.

Everyone was snoring and asleep. I climbed inside my bed and pulled the blanked all the way over my head, trying to suffocate myself. What the f*** have I just done? Am I crazy? What is wrong with me? My mind tortured me for over an hour before I finally fell asleep. 

During all this time, the light was burning in the bathroom.

The next morning, Jungkook was gone.