Did you find the amount of attention Jungkook had been giving you the past days suspicious? Yes.

Did you enjoy it? Totally.

He hadn't  even spent so much of his time with you back then, when you lived with him and Haru and it was kinda nice, because today it didn't feel forced - you called him, you went for a walk together or he invited himself over for a drink.

It was, what you could call, friendsy and you thought 'hey, he probably wants to build up a friendship since he still sees me as some kind of younger sister' but ohohoho. No.

Everything kinda, sorta, maybe went down when he was the one calling you first. It was a bit odd, since it would usually be you calling him - and even that was rather rare, so it didn't immediately come to you as why he would do so.

But as you picked up and a weirdly flustered voice greeted you it slowly dawned you - or maybe it didn't, but looking back it should have.

"So, why'd ya call?" You asked, phone resting between your ear and shoulder as you stirred your tea, lazily adding some (lots of) sugar.

Jungkook hummed, the small grin evident in his voice, "I was wondering if you'd want to go out with me - like, as in an 'official date'."

The spoon you had been jamming sugar into your tea with dropped from your hand and splattered a gross mixture of tea and sugar all over the kitchen floor, but your frazzled brain didn't take note of it.

How was he able to ask anyone out, confident like this? Did he even ask anyone out in his entire life? You didn't think so. 

Must be a natural. With a way too much confidence.

But honestly, all these thoughts seemed unimportant at the moment, when you had your first crush asking you the question sixteen-years-old you had secretly imagined him asking you soso often.

'In another universe' infatuated, naive you had thought, 'maybe we'd be okay?'

But neither of you had been okay, and frankly this hadn't changed till this day. Both of you still were a mess.

All these thoughts crossed your mind in the, like, ten seconds he waited for your answer, but all you eventually said was: "'course. What did you have in mind?"

A small, almost sour chuckle was heard, "Didn't think you'd be in that easily."

"You underestimated me Jeon." You said dryly, thinking back to the first time you had seen and almost started to drool over him. Good old days, right?

"I guess I did." The boy stated amused, "I thought of something a normal dude would suggest, so what about we go grab a coffee together?"

A small smile tugged on your lips as he indicated how he tried to be 'normal' but still kinda rolled your eyes, "That's so vanilla of you, but sure."

Jungkook snorted in disbelieve, before telling you time and place. You talked for a bit longer but hung up soon, leaving you in the suffocating silence of your apartment, and with the question of what the fuck had happened the Jungkook wanted to take you out to a fucking date all of a sudden.

You might have to ask him.

Your confidence crippled, when you finally decided for an outfit and were about to head out, solely being stopped by your mother's question of where you were going.

"Uh" you couldn't lie to her, "M-Meeting Jungkook?" Why did you feel so self-conscious all of a sudden? You really felt like your mom was judging you. Going out with her violent ex-husband's son and everything.

"Meeting?" Ugh why did her face have to be that critical?

"H-He asked me out and I-"

"Oh" Your mom smiled, "Have fun then."

Your heart felt lighter at that and you felt ready to go.

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You smiled when you spotted Jungkook already waiting for you outside of the café and hopped over to him excitedly.

Your eyes met and he opened his mouth to greet you. He could've said something cliche like 'you look good', something nice, anything appropriate for meeting your date. But instead he said: "Do you own any clothes other than black ones?"

You nudged his side, disappointed but not surprised, "A simple 'hi' would've made it as well."

Jungkook was like that all of the time; A little rough around the edges, a little unexperienced in being confronted with women other than sex, with little to no sense for empathy.

Funny thing was, you were just like that and you liked it. It made you feel comfortable and you thought that, maybe, this could become something you wanted to keep.

You forgot everything about his nasty habits and his brokenness, because this boy right in front of you was... he was... damn, he was cute.

Clumsy with compliments ("you look better than usually" -- "Go fuck yourself, you idiot") but witty and charming in every other way, without trying to, because that's what he is.

You felt all bubbly when he even walked you home (you didn't exactly live around the corner) and thought that it had been a beautiful first date - considering that you first had been introduced as 'siblings', had gone over to the status 'friends' but then hadn't talked in two years .

Oh right. You had completely forgotten about his sudden change of mind towards what your relationship should be like. You had been a bit too caught up.

You were about to ask but he beat you to it.

It was merely one hundred meters to your destination but he stopped you with one hand on your shoulder.

"uhm... Y/N?"

You turned to him with a smile, "Hm?"

"I- eh..." He looked up in the sky that was slowly changing from a light blue to a saturated orange, "You probably are wondering why I suddenly, you know, asked you out and all."

You nodded, waiting for him to keep talking. 

His eyes met yours and you were surprised  - shocked even - to see the insecurity behind his gaze.

"The truth is, I don't do dating, you know? Ah, of course you do." - he chuckled dryly - "But that's because, this means I would have to, like, open up and talk to someone."

obviously, yes

"I didn't like the thought of doing so. But then you came and it kinda just happened and boom you had me all figured out all of a sudden-"

This wasn't exactly true, but whatever.

"And yeah, I realized I actually like he feeling of opening up and talking freely." He smiled down at you, "It's like you said; we all need someone, sometimes."

A smile tugged your lips upwards. He hadn't only remembered your words but taken them serious as well.

"So... I'd like to try this whole dating thingy, I really do, but-" He nibbled on his lower lip, "You know what I'm like. I know, I need to change but I know it's not that easy and if I slip up and hurt you I could never forgive myself. So, please be aware of what you get yourself into if you want to keep on doing this... with us."

The thought of him sleeping with other people, strangers, while you were officially dating did indeed make you feel a pang in your heart, but would this stop you from dating Jungkook, who just turned out to be the sweetest boy you ever met? Ahahaha, no.

You scoffed at the thought and looked up at Jungkook, catching his eyes with your determined gaze, "Of course I'm aware Jungkook. And - shocking I know - but I believe in the good part of you. D'you actually think I would even have agreed to this first date if not?"

"No, I guess not."

A soft smile spread over his face and he tugged you closer, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on the top of your head that had you kinda frozen in your spot.

"See ya soon?" He asked with a crooked grin.

You were 100% positive your eyes fucking sparkled in the moment, "Yes, see ya."

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ugh so fluffy

this is a small warning but I'm not a smut writer (I can't write smut for shit and if I'd find someone who'd be willing to do it for me, I'd worship them)

also my birthday's tomorrow ^-^

xx