Y/N's POV

                         6:55 pm

I got out of the elevator with keys in my hand to unlock the door. I steped on the tiled flooring of my house, that instantlywrapped me in coziness, compelling my steps forward. My eyes searched for a particular figure and between the the furniture that occupied the free space in house, yet  his physical traces were nowhere to be found. I examined the space before looking for the clues of his presence, when a humming of a melody sledged it's way to my ears. The notes of the voice were gently mixing with the sounds of the blowing air leading me in the direction of its source.

A soft smile crept up my lips as the voice grew louder and clearer with my every step. I halted behind the door to his personal space devouring every word he sang which so much of fluency. My knuckles hit the hard surface to create an audible sound to pause his vocals and grant me the permission in. The patience to my call lasted for a few seconds before repeating it again. My eyebrows furrowed indicating confusion as the request made by my knuckles wasn't been answered, so I decided to invite myself in.

Opening the opaque surface that separated us, my eyes felt a sense of relief seeing him gliding and spinning his feet on the smooth floor with his ears being occupied by the headphone, forbidding him to hear any foreign sound.

His long hair forting his eyes bounced in sync with his toes that hit the floor at the rhythm of the music. He juggled his fists and feet in the air setting them free of any kind of confinement.

His happiness was dripping out of his actions and jacket the air around us with the same feeling.
He displayed his delight on his face noticing my physical presence,  because my subconscious was already lost chasing his free soul. He pulled off his headphones throwing it on the mattress, he disconnected the device from the other one and played the music audible enough for me to get loosen and immersed into.

He approached me shuffling his feet and swaying his body to every beat, and took me in by my wrists, letting him guide me like a lost shawdow.

But what I didn't knew was he wanted me to become his shawdow, a reflection of movements that were controlled by the rhythm of the music.
I loosening my muscles I let him be the owner who guided my actions.

Jiggling to the steady beats we were immersed in a moment of our own and yet again discovered another simple activity to celebrate my happiness by doing small things.

He has made me understand that there are so many simple little things that can bring an unconcious smile on our lips, all we need to do is loosen up in sink into the world these things take us to.

I observed him being a soul without any handcuffs of pain, nor any walls bounding his movement. He was giggling all time and rocking in the same tempo of the music. My eyes were glued to his the entire time right from the mintue I entered his bedroom.

He was some kind of a powerful attracting force that was pulling me slowly towards him, telling me to explore and paint his personality's tints and tones on my absolutely plain black canvas. I knew my black canvas was highlighting and complementing every color he has ever painted but what I never realized was that he was making it colorful.

We were dancing and laughing our hearts out, sunk into music that was constraining our muscles on its beats. But I gripped his shoulders gesturing him to stop cause I was drained out by now.

My words didn't had to strain themselves out my throat, since his reflexes guided his in the correct path, as if we were linked. I sat on his bed managing my breathing which was slightly uneven, I when my eyes landed on the photo frame kept on his nightstand.

An involuntarily smile crept up, seeing the photograph bounded by those four thin black bars. It was the picture portraying our dripping faces with thick shake, leaking down the edge of our jaw. (A/N : remember the photo jk took in the chapter 'Another round?') .

I beamed at the photograph as the memories from that day began to resurface as fresh images. "You like this photo this much?" I asked him pointing to the frame as he smiled back answering me, shifting closer. "Yeah, it is my best memory with you so far. I have seen you genuinely happy the most at that time."

I stared at the photo of the to of us smiling in the camera with whipped cream and some toppings decorating on our faces making us look nothing less than clowns. He is such a sweet guy, he literally does everything that can make my heart melt for him in an instant.

Sometimes I thank god for blessing me with a roommate like him who is not straight, because that's what strengthen me to understand his every peculiar hue that glitters fading away other tones, to concentrate only on his. He is a self explanatory book that teaches me a new things every day, introducing to stuff and feelings I have never experienced before, and I know I am only comfortable with him because he is gay, I would have never dared to share an attachment with a boy. I have always had only two true friends in my life but now I was creating a space for him too. He was a gift to me from heaven.

However, on the other hand I sometimes wish for him to be straight, cause I know that what I feel and react towards him is very different from I what do with my other friends. My feelings were definitely stronger than friendship.

Hobi, who is my only male friend has never made me feel tingles, or there were no sparks when I am with him though we are delighted in everything little thing we do but still he doesn't make me feel the way Jungkook does.

That's why I occassionally wish for him to be straight, because it is the first time I felt something like this for a boy and it felt good.

Soon enough my delicate pupils diverted to the table clock adjacent to it, displaying that it was high time of me to still float in my thoughts. I had to get back in the kitchen to resume my job, so that I can cook and then fuel my energy in.

"Jungkook I think I'll go and prepare the dinner now, it's already late." I said getting upright on my feet. "Wait, can we just go and eat ramen at the convenience store. Even you look so chapped, let's just eat out." He proposed to which I quickly agreed since all my energy had died down.

"Fine, wait here, I'll go wear something appropriate." He stood up while pushing his hair back, to wipe off the wet beads on his forehead due to the dancing, which caused something suspicious to catch my eye, in the process. I jolted up to touch the sides of his forehead with both of my hands, as my eyebrows crashed in confusion.

"Jungkook is that a wound. How did it happen? I asked as I agonized over the scrape. I made him reverse his actions and leaned closer to his face to examine the bleeding area. "Moreover you haven't even treated it. Did you even wash it?" My voice softened in concern, bit my lips maintained a certain sternness. His head shook to disapprove letting a long sigh of disbelief escaped my lips.

Looks like I have to finish the incomplete task I thought simultaneously bringing a wet napkin from his bathroom to start treating the  injured boy ,who is pouting like a kid being scolded by his mother. I cupped his cheek gently making him to look up at me so that it becomes easier for me to clean off the dried blood.

"How did it happen?" I asked while wiping off the red patch solely focusing on the injury so that I can avoid the fact that his face which so close to mine was giving me a hard time. "I got into a fight." He answered, simply neglecting the main parts of his story which could have answered the questions how and why.

Though my eyes were focused on the injury which I didn'tplan on redirecting, however I could tell that his eyes were admiring every feature of mine, giving attention to all of them equally.

I wanted to get lost in his eyes which contained a galaxy of stars, and my reflection ofcourse, so badly but the consequences were too expensive to be afforded. My heart increased the pace of pumping the warm blood flowing in my body whenever his eyes dropped down a step scrutinizing my features as I stroked the wound with the rough wet cloth trying my best to suppress these inappropriate feelings.

After cleansing the patch thoroughly, I found out the source of his leaking blood as a small scratch and luckily not anything serious. "Do you have ointment here?" He pointed at the last drawer of the nightstand to answer my question. I pulled out the respective chamber taking out the specific tube. My fingertips covered with the white medication had almost touched his wound when a soft grip around my wrist paused my movement. "What happened, you look upset?" He questioned caressing my face with his thumb slightly cupping my jaw. My eyes lid involuntarily closed liking his touch burning on my skin and wanting him to give more, "How can I be happy when you are hur- disobeying what I told?" I quickly corrected my sentence which was about to incline in another direction, before he notices.

"Didn't I tell you to not get in trouble, I am warning you Kookie if it happens again I will..........." suddenly my words  seemed to come out as silence through my vocal cords. "Yes, you will ........" he teased seizing the opportunity as he knew, I wasn't aware what to pronounce further. That's when I realized, I can't ignore the feels brought in by this soft hearted bunny, he became so important to me in such a short span of time.

"I will.......... treat your wound while doing this." I smirked and I pressed his wound, as for his punishment for not listening to me. He winced dramatically and pretend to be in pain but I know he wasn't, because he was clearly smiling.

"You're hurting me so now give me a healing kiss." He demanded, and this heated cute request of his made me laugh instantly. He must already know that I am head over heels for him.

I refused shaking my head, to him tease him back and make him plead to me. "Y/N-nie please..." my heart again skipped multiple beats at the nickname. He has to stop doing this, now.

I looked at him again and rolled my eyes at his irresistible smile, which can make do things I don't want to. I inched my already curved up lips forward, and closed my eyes. I pecked his injured skin ,which caused wild fireworks under my skin. Will I ever get rid of this feeling?

                             10 pm

We were strolling are path reverse from the convenience store crossing a park along the way with him enveloping my hand. He was talking about some random topics, to which I wasn't concentrating, all that had occupied my attention was how happy he was right now and how he never missed taking glances at his big hand wrapped around mine.

I wonder sometimes, whether he is really gay or there's a hope for me, but why would his heart travel in an opposite direction? does he feel the sparks between us which I feel everytime when he makes even a slight skin contact, like I feel right now. I stared at him tenderly, humming sometimes in response to what, he was saying ,as he continues to tell me his stories.

"Jungkook have you ever been in a relationship before?" I bring up out of nowhere. I felt him froze for second beside me but then he loosened up quickly. "Yeah I had two or three in my high school, but they didn't remained for long, not even more than a week, I guess. The girls I was with were ve-" "Girls, shouldn't you be with boys." I asked him confused by the fact that he was with girls.

"Yeah......I....I was with girls .... that's why the relationship didn't work longer than a week, cause they didn't occupy my interest arena." I nodded in realization cause his story made sense.

"But then there was this one person whom I actually loved, I was crazy about, it was like that person was my lifeline, my motive ,my passion, my everything, someone with whom I planned my life ahead but I realized I was just delusional, that person was a traitor, just using me to get to their original goal. That traitor never cared about me, no matter how much I begged not leave me or we will fix it, it didn't mind, the stone heart remained a rock, that's why I don't want relationships anymore, they all like brittle sticks, breaking at some point of time. It is meaningless."

He explained me a part of his past story with a despondent voice. The person must have crushed his heart and left at bad terms. How can a human be so selfish to love someone falsely just to get to another goal.

"But anyways the is the past it doesn't bother me anymore." He lied, I could feel it and see it evidently in his eyes, the incident still affected him, he just didn't want to admit and that was ok everyone needs the proper medicine and time to heal their scars.

"What about you? Did you date anyone before?" He asked me back after driving out from the betrayer's thoughts. I was hesitant at the question, afraid to tell him that I have never been with a boy before, and that he was the first boy I am so close and attracted to."uhm...I...ha-". "It is ok ,you don't have to tell ,if you don't feel like." He interrupted me but I internally thanked him for respecting my personal boundaries.

We were walking isolated through the park that had no soul wandering around beneath the sky which was blanketing the jacket of stars with dark clouds, to hide the tiny twinkling    jewels of the sky.

But something striked my mind and I slapped Kookie's arm a bit roughly. "Why did you agree with Hana to go to the party tomorrow?" I said being annoyed with him. "Why not? I know you haven't been to a party before, so that's why and you will be with me so no need to worry." He said with a smug look and I stared at him with a 'how do you know' look.

"How do you know about it?" I asked amazed by his confidence in telling me about myself which was absolutely correct. "It is not hard to tell this about you, since I have known you for sometime now." I blinked my eyes in surprise and pressed my lips in a thin line. "And anyway you grant me a wish, if I remember correctly. So you are coming with me." I was about to whine and refused but he was correct I should go and enjoy for just once, it won't be bad right?

"Hey Y/N since there is no one around let's dance together again. I enjoyed it a lot earlier." He said out of nowhere and before I could reply he played a slow romantic tune in the phone and put it back inside his pocket. He pulled my waist towards him and I involuntarily gripped his shirt placing my hands on his chest when he snucked his other arm around my waist too deleting every distance separating us.

I was a blushing mess in an instant, but thanks to the darkness, he can't see it. He flashed me a bunny smile, as his eyes lit up at his idea while he caressed my waist.

It was was difficult for me to keeping my breathing in control. He body was so close to me and my hands on his chest made it easy to feel his robust shapes. My mind was going blank, and the weird sensations inside my body were growing second by second. His  eyes held me captured and his charming smile had my undivided attention.

He held a my one wrist and moved it's way up to his shoulder without lifting it, making me touch every bit of my clothed skin where my hand was made to move. He removed his hand once mine was on his shoulder and then took the other wrist with the same gentleness keeping them in air as he slowly intertwined our fingers, and stared at them dearly, while I stared at him in awe. Our fingers fitted into each other's like two pieces of puzzle which made the smile plaster on his face grew even wider as he now gazed into my brown orbs.

A sudden drop of water fell on my cheek, and we both instinctively looked up in the sky and were welcomed by a lot of drops following it. I was about to run away, to protect myself from the rain when Jungkook gripped my waist and hand tighter , not letting me go."Let's dance in rain" I scoffed playfully at his idea but at the same time, excited to do it with him. The music playing on his phone was not audible anymore but the patter of rain drops became are music. He started swaying our bodies which were now soaking wet by the rain. He connected his foreheads with mine as his eyes never left mine.

"This is my best moment with you now." He said making me chuckle at him, thinking what an effect he has on me. Both of us breathing were by our mouths since we needed more air. Our features which were close to each other caused our breaths to mixing with one another's. My heart was pounding rapidly against my chest, I wonder if he can feel it too.

He raised our intertwined fingers and turned me around, sought of back hugging me now. Both of his hands were resting on my waist, pulling me closer leaving no space between my back and his torso. His wet cheek was brushing mine and I removed my one hand from his grip as I caressed his cheek sideways and playing with his hair. He leaned in more snuggling his head in the crook of my neck, taking my breath away from me. I could feel him tracing my neck as his nose slid along the length of my sensitive skin.

Not being able to hold back the pleasurable sensations he was giving me, I tilted my neck to the other side giving him more access, as I ran my fingers through his wet hair. I tried my best not to moan but he was making it damn difficult.

For a moment I felt his lips kissing my neck and the other second he twirled me around. My breath was hitched in my throat and a sudden rush of heat ran through my body, making my desires grow for this man. He had brought us back in the same position, but his eyes were burning in desires and passion.

We both weren't moving now, and just stayed in each other arms feeling the warmed shared by our pressed bodies in this cold weather. He raised his hand again making me twirl again and again, singing a song.

A laugh escaped my throat, and I immediately recognized the song, singing it with him.

He twirled me around for a few times still singing. We both ended the song by laughing at us as our eyes were still spelled by each others.

"You have a beautiful voice." He complimented me keeping me close to him, "No yours is better." I returned him the compliment back. We both kept silent for a few seconds but I felt the rain getting heavier.

"Jungkook, I think we should go now, the rain is getting heavier." I said as I shivered in his arms. He reacted to my sentence and removed his jacket as he placed it on my shoulders, making sure that my upper body was fully covered.

"What about you?" I asked in concern since he had nothing to protect himself. "I don't need it." He lied avoiding my eyes, but I could see goosebumps on his arms caused by chills.

He wrapped his one arm around my shoulder to keep me protected but his palm was on my head to reduce the intensity of the rain falling on my head and other above his eyes to stop the water from falling on them which would help him to have a clear view of the surroundings. "Keep your head low and follow my lead." He instructed. "But what are we going to do?" I asked him to clarify my doubt. He grinned on what he had thought as he told me. " Race in rain."

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The next chapter will have the events from the pool party and I am still confused so as to what Y/N will wear,so pls suggest something. Also what do u think will Hana's brother try to molest Y/N even if kook beated the shit out of him?

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