"I really appreciate you letting me stay the night," he says from behind you, "It's a huge help."

"Oh, it's nothing." You laugh it off, kind of embarrassed that Jungkook is saying nice things out of the blue.

"How is it nothing?" You stop hearing his footsteps so you turn around to see if he's still following you, "______, this has helped me out big time." he smiles at you.

"Come on silly, your probably tired. You need some sleep." You walk over to him and wrap your hand around his wrist, gently leading him to your room.

"But I haven't done that much. Even at the concert, I was just sat listening to the songs."

"We all know that was a lie, your amazing, angelic voice was singing along." You smirk at him.

"SHHHH DONT TELL ANYONE!" You both giggle at the inside joke.

"Stop it!" You can't help but laugh, "Anyway, is true. Your voice gives me life."

He's suddenly quiet and you smile proudly that you managed to make him speechless, he normally always has something to say. But you did it. You managed to make him shut his gorgeous face. Congratulations!

Both of you are standing face to face. Jungkook's face is facing downwards in embarrassment, your just stood there staring at his adorable hair. The look of his dark, messed up, purple hair gets the best of you. You ruffle his hair which catches his attention, his head lifts and he looks up at you. Smiling oh so brightly.

"You seem fond of my hair."

"I love it this colour, and this style." You giggle, "Remember when you filmed that video of you and seagulls? It looks amazing, especially purple and all casual looking. Like that video of you and seagulls."

"Don't talk of that video."

"Why not?"

"My hyungs made fun of me..."

"Why?" Jungkooks smile falls which makes your smile fall.

"I told them my feelings for you."

"But... I thought you didn't really understand your feelings then."

"To be honest, I didn't understand feelings at all... Sometimes I feel like Levi from Attack On Titan."

"Oh. That anime you've been into? I should watch it. Infact, I have a friend who's obsessed with him!"

"______! That doesn't matter right now!"

"Sorry..." Your head falls in shame.

"It's okay, ______. I was being mean and harsh. I'm sorry." He lifts your head up by your chin, "Shall we sleep?"

"Yeah." You walk over to your wardrobe and pull out a grey, baggy shirt and some shorts that are light blue.

Holding your pj's in your hands you start waking towards the door of your bedroom, "Kookie, you left some clothes here once. That time you and the others hosted a party half-way through a visit. You were wearing some causal clothes then had to go home to get some new ones, remember?"

"Oh yeah..." He scratches the back of his neck, "I was a little tipsy. First time drinking gets to you a bit." He giggles.

"Yeah, besides, I washed them for you. I put them in the third draw of my drawers over there," you gestured over to the left of the room with your head, "Just please don't look in the other draws."

"Okay!"

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*KOOKIE'S POV*

'Okay Jungkook, not the other draws. Just draw three! Okay?' I reminded myself as ______ left her room, leaving me to grab some clothes.

"But I do wonder what's in the other draws..." I smirked to myself as ______ gently shut the door for her privacy, and hopefully mine.

I walked over to the draws she showed me too earlier, still being very curious about the others, I slowly opened the third draw. Although, it was hard not to go in the others. BUT MY NOSINESS GOT THE BEST OF ME!

I ended up opening the one above the third — the second draw. As I opened it some lace fabrics were visible, then a few normal fabrics and that was it.

"HOLY SHET!" I accidentally yelled.

Luckily ______ didn't hear me, thank god.

I had realised the other draws were full of undergarments. Guilt and shame filled me. Full of dishonour, I started to get changed into the drop crotch bottoms and a white shirt. (Picture above.)

Suddenly, ______'s/' bedroom door swung open as I was putting my shirt on. ______ covered her eyes, hopefully out of instinct.

"Why are you covering your eyes?"

"I don't even know. Respect? Your privacy? I have no idea." She removed her hand from infront of her eyes and walked over to her bed. Her body tossed itself onto her soft, fluffy duvet. She grabbed her MacBook (SRRY BUT YH SRRY) from her bedside table. Now that my shirt was on I was left with my clothes from earlier.

"What shall I do with these expensive peices of clothing that have touched my bare body?" I smirked.

"Do you want me to wash them?" She asked me. This woman, always washing. Does she ever stop?

"No, thank you." I replied.

"You were at a concert with loads of people, the body heat must've made you sweat a lot. Let me wash your clothes."

"It's creepy the level of logic you have."

"No, Kookie, it's a gift."

"Whatevs!" I joked, rolling my eyes and slow blinking. If that's possible to do in one go.

"Please don't do that."

"Why not?"

"If your gonna do that, you lost your chance. They already castes the woman for The Woman In Black." She got up from her bed and walked towards me.

"I didn't want to audition."

"Then why are you doing that?"

"Don't know."

"THEN STOP!" She giggled, snatching my clothes from me.

I dropped my mouth, over-exaggerated how much hurt and pain she put me through. But then I looked at her cosy, comfy bed. This only ended in me seeing her laptop. Eagerly I ran to her bed and jumped on it, turning slightly so I landed in a sitting position. I opened up her laptop, as soon as I did that I turned it on and went straight for YouTube. Finally having so much power I rubbed my palms together, just like the evil villains do when they come up with an amazing plan. In this situation, I guess I was the evil villain.

"This is gonna be fun..." I grinned at the words I just said.