Waiting was always the worst part of anything. Jungkook was staring at the clock, the tick moving so slowly he thought he would die. 6:57. His dumbass was wearing fancy clothes for some reason. Dress pants and shoes, a button down black shirt to match it. Still his style, but it was nice. Why was he treating this like a date? It wasn't. Right?

Jungkook paced around his apartment, gnawing on what was left of his nails while peeking at the clock every 10 seconds. She was teasing him, wasn't she? Ever since yesterday, she was the only thing on his mind. The urge to text her and flood her messages with questions was resting in the back of his mind. However, he didn't act on it. Instead he went to the door, checking the time on his phone before stepping out.

He killed two minutes in his thoughts. Now it was 6:59, and he was right outside her door, his fist raised to knock. His hands were clammy, as was his head. He imagined he looked like he just came out of the gym, or something completely different and wrong-

Okay Jungkook, get out of those thoughts. It wasn't the time for a boner, so Jungkook pressed on his phone again. 6:59. Just one more minute and he'd find out what the hell Y/n's game was. Or maybe he'd be the one playing the game, confessing to her how he felt. His feelings for her grew more every second of each day. So he really was going after the wrong girl. Hana was amazing: she was beautiful, talented, kind, and funny. But Y/n had something about her that was unique. Both of the best friends were similar of course, but Y/n had an aura that had Jungkook falling in love. Alright, that was dramatic, but it was true. Y/n was astonishing...

His phone screen lit up. 7:00. So, he knocked on the door. It opened almost instantly, Y/n greeting him with a smile. "Don't even act innocent, we have to talk about yesterday," he said before she could open her mouth.

There were a few beats of silence. Then, she grabbed him by the collar and practically threw him inside, shutting and locking the door behind him. "Talk about yesterday? That's boring."

"Boring?" At that point, Jungkook was having a straight panic. Was that a thing? Straight panic? He knew gay panics all too well (considering some of his closest friends were Kim Namjoon, Kim Taehyung, and Park Jimin), but this was different. A woman was making him turn into a God damn bottom. Since when was that possible?

Y/n approached and fiddled with his top button, undoing it seconds later. "Yeah. I'd say that actions speak louder than words."

"Woah woah hang on a minute." He backed up, his heart threatening to rip through his skin that was how fast it was going. "Are you horny? Is that it?"

"Yes, I'm so horny that yesterday I predicted that I'd be horny enough to fuck you at this exact time in this exact place. Yes, my prediction skills are that amazing."

"Okay smartass, I meant are you trying to fuck me?"

She came a bit closer, him refusing to believe that his neck and ears were turning a bright shade of pink. "If I said yes?"

Shit shit shit, straight panic. Shit. Fuck. God dammit. "I'd say you're absolutely insane." Insanely genius is the part he left out. He didn't want to sound like too much of a simp. "Care to tell me why the change of heart?"

"You got close to me in that tattoo parlor. Don't tell me you're not interested."

"Oh I am, but I'm wondering why you felt the need to kiss my cheek and invite me over instead of just taking me right in my apartment."

"I was having a straight panic, okay? Throw me a bone here," she said.

"I'm not the only one thank God!"

"Wait what?"

"What?" Jungkook hid his face, but she only came closer, pulling down more of his buttons until the front part of his shirt was open to her. "Y/n, if you don't stop, I literally won't be able to hold back from throwing you against your couch and fucking you nonstop."

She blinked. "Well, when you put it like that-"

"Y/n. I'm warning you one last time. If you don't shut up, I will slam you against a wall and rip your clothes off."

There was a beat of silence, then, she took a deep breath. "Lalala, look at me! I'm talking really loudly! Lalalala-"

"That's it." Jungkook grabbed her, picking her up by the thighs and carrying her to her bedroom. She snickered the whole way there, him using the heel of his foot to shut the door. He tossed her on the bed and took off his shirt, crawling on top of her and shoving her hair out of the way of her face.

"Should we DTR now?" she asked, and he softly smiled.

"Go on a date with me. Tomorrow."

"I'm busy tomorrow."

"Playing hard to get?"

"No, I literally have a project to do tomorrow night."

"Oh."

"Yeah," she replied, shaking her head with amusement in her eyes. "We'll figure it out, okay? Text me the details and we'll try this whole thing out. For now..." She grabbed the back of his head and lowered his body on hers, their skin touching and creating friction between them. It had Jungkook gasping, his hands rubbing the skin on her hips. "Don't hold back," she whispered against his lips.

He didn't.

Jungkook kissed her, the flames igniting inside him as soon as the contact was made. Their bodies molded together, their lips erupting with a passion Jungkook didn't think was there. Their mouths formed a rough pattern, neither of them using tongue just yet. They were enjoying the moment. The moment where the teasing and flirting finally overboiled, and now they were together as one.

Y/n shared the fire he did, quiet moans being released from her throat and into his mouth, him tasting each sound as she made them. He sucked on her lower lip, bringing it into his mouth and lapping at it, her figure trembling beneath him. His mind raced, and even though his eyes were closed, he saw vibrant hues filling his vision.

His hips dug into hers as he kissed her passionately, his skin forming goosebumps the longer they went on. She had to pull back to breathe, him panting while a string of saliva connected their tongues. They stared at each other, his hand stroking itself through her hair. "You're gorgeous," he whispered, placing his forehead against hers. The intimacy had them both shaking, his hands running under her shirt to feel her. "I want you." She licked her lips, massaging the back of his head before pulling him in.

"Then have me."

And just like that, he did.