Jungkook was feeling down with himself, and he had a meeting with Namjoon tomorrow. So you decided to do what every good girlfriend should - cheer your boyfriend up a bit. The carnival wasn't far, leading you to get tickets and take Jungkook there to ease his nerves. Also to maybe find out more about this whole situation. You didn't want to pry on details Jungkook didn't want to share, but sometimes it helped to let out the pain. Jungkook had been holding it in for far too long. Or at least, it seemed that way. You didn't get the impression he even told Jimin and Taehyung how badly it hurt him.

"Thanks for taking me out, babe. I really needed it," he said, pecking your cheek while holding cotton candy in his other hand. Ugh he was just- ugh. So fucking cute. You were totally head over heels for him just because of the way he held cotton candy like a little baby. He certainly wasn't little or a baby, but he had his duality that made him either adorable or daddy. One or the other. It was dangerous as fuck.

"Good, let's forget about everything for a little bit. How does that sound?"

"Absolutely amazing." He gave your hand a squeeze and tugged you toward the rollercoaster (of course). "Are you scared of heights?"

"If I look down, duh."

"Keep your eyes closed then."

"Jungkook!"

He laughed like a maniac while he pulled you in line, finishing off the cotton candy and tossing it in one of the garbage bins in the vicinity. The line was so long there were fans and trash bins set up all over the place. But it was worth it in the end. Only half an hour later, you made it to the front, eyeing the way the carmine coaster took off out of the docking station. It seemed like a rocket, and that only made Jungkook bounce up and down with excitement.

"Someone's bubbly today," you said, watching his eyes dart around the metal platform you were standing on. The rollercoaster itself wasn't too scary, it appeared like a standard coaster with speed, decently-sized drops, and one or two loops. It was nothing you couldn't handle. Probably. You'd most likely piss your pants, but at least you wouldn't die. Although with Jungkook, who knew. He might push you out when you get to the top.

"Of course, I'm here at the carnival with my gorgeous girlfriend, who's taking my mind off my impending doom."

This was a perfect opportunity to learn more about that, if he was willing to share. So, you scooted a bit closer. "Want to talk about it? Not the whole thing, but talk about what Namjoon said?"

"He said nothing, he just texted me and told me to meet him in the park tomorrow night."

"At night? Seriously? That doesn't sound creepy at all."

Before he could answer, it was your turn, and the workers directed you to your seats. There were two seats per row, you hopping on the right while Jungkook took the left. And right away, the harness came down because of a worker who was ready to buckle you up. You didn't question it, tugging on the safety tool and keeping your head back. So there was a large speed jump that would probably make you feel like puking. Welp, if you puked, you'd make sure to aim in Jungkook's direction.

"Maybe it's a good thing we're meeting sooner rather than later," Jungkook said, keeping his eyes on the tracks. You did the same, fearing the ride would start suddenly despite that the workers were still checking everyone. "I can get my execution over with."

"Do you think he'll be that mad?"

"Maybe. I'm not sure yet. All I know is he loved his grandparents, and I fucked up and got his grandmother..." He shook his head. "But this is supposed to be a fun day. I'm sorry, I don't want to ruin it."

"It's okay, you don't have to apologize for talking about your struggles. We deal with it together, yeah? You and me. Not apart anymore. You're not an asshole, Jungkook. You're my boyfriend."

"That... is feeding my possession kink a little too much, ma'am."

"Shush," you said, nudging his foot with yours. He chuckled and returned the gesture, his eyes focusing on the way the tracks were set in front of him. You memorized each crevasse present in the wood, sighing in defeat. Yeah, you were about to die a very painful death, weren't you? Whatever, at least that'd get you out of tuition.

The workers rounded over to the control panel in the corner of the covered room, chatter from other guests masking much of the other surrounding noises. There were surely birds chirping and wind blowing, but you couldn't hear it over the panicked people behind you gossiping about the coaster. The workers were speaking too quietly for you to hear from this distance, let alone with the other conversations dancing around your head.

Jungkook held onto his harness and cleared his throat, you snickering. "Are you scared of heights, Jeon?"

"Not at all," he said, keeping himself so stiff you thought he'd break a bone. You laughed at him, Jungkook shifting for a moment just so he could glare at you. "Not a word, L/n. Not a single fucking word."

"Why? Awwh, is poor Jungkookie scared he's not the dom in this relationship anymore?"

"I will gladly prove how dom I am tonight."

"For five seconds, then I'll take over."

"Y/n L/n, you little bi-"

"Please keep your head facing forward, and keep your hands, arms, feet, and legs inside the vehicle at all times. This ride is not suitable for..."

And the rest of what the worker was saying drowned out. He gave the list of things to be cautious of, then, he raised his hand to form a thumb's up. Great. This was the death scene for you. RIP Y/n L/n, a college kid with an obsession with big tiddies and ass. What a nice life, right? You at least hoped your obituary would be written by Jungkook. He'd make sure it'd be a fun one.

Two seconds later, the worker announced it was time to go, and he tapped his finger on the button. You gripped your harness, keeping your body relaxed. You thought you'd survive, then, the cart launched, and you screamed. Jungkook was laughing as you went up the hill at what felt like the speed of light, dropping from it and feeling the air attack your skin. Your screams amplified, and even Jungkook let out a shrill that had you mentally cackling, physically dying.

More wind bit your body as it blew by, the drop ending and the segment of twists and turns tossing you around like you weighed nothing. You felt like you were in a ring with 8 sumo wrestlers slamming into you constantly. Okay, maybe that was an exaggeration, but fuck did it feel true. Your body was being thrown around more than Jungkook threw you around in bed at night, your cheeks (not saying which ones) flapping in the air.

The dips, twists, and speed had your heart pumping with adrenaline. However, the ride was only a minute and a half long, and you were docked in the station not long after you started. When you came to a full stop, you panted and refused to release the harness. Jungkook had to pry your hands off all while laughing at you.

One minute later and Jungkook was skipping around outside the coaster, you grumbling curses to yourself while he kept chortling, his bunny grin coming out. "You should've seen your face! I thought you were gonna die!" Jungkook shouted, falling into yet another laughing spree.

You went to kick him, but he dodged and only teased you more, you flinging him off. "Fuck you."

"When, mommy?"

"Fuck off, Jeon."

He giggled and took your hand, you admittedly loving the way he held you and came closer. "Oh? Is my girlfriend enjoying my company, is that it?"

"I will kick your dick."

"Big target," he said with a wink.

"No, small target, it might take me a few tries."

"Hey!"

And that started a chase, Jungkook zipping around the carnival to catch you. Jungkook was twenty times faster than the fastest people in the world, so naturally, he caught you not long after you took off. He gripped your wrist and turned you to face him, the man shoving you up against his chest while you gasped.

"Jeon," you said, backing away. "We are not having sex in public."

"You're such a buzzkill," he said, groaning after. He pretended to be angry, you pecking his pouty lips while he kept his façade. "I don't like you."

"You don't like me?" He shook his head. "So you love me?"

He coughed on his own saliva, you smirking from your successful tease. Ah, this boy was adorable, but he was certainly easy enough to tease. One glance and he'd have his ears turning red for you. Or maybe he was just a simp, maybe that was why he was so easy to get riled up. Speaking of, you wouldn't be surprised if he had a boner right now. Knowing him, it was hiding somewhere in his pants, his hands trying to hide it.

"I-I don't love you y-yet," he said, coughing as he did. It made him stutter, his face pale while his ears and neck shifted to a different shade. You raised both your brows, leaning back on your feet. "I mean- wait. Am I digging myself into a deeper hole?"

"Deeper than you get in me."

"That's not saying much."

You snorted, "Ooh, self-burns. Those are rare."

Jungkook took your hand and started toward the food area. It wasn't necessarily a food 'court', but it had plenty of vendors around. They were begging for customers, so you and Jungkook obliged and went over. "What do you want to eat, baby?" he asked, the word successfully making your heart flutter.

The beauty of early relationships was getting used to this. The lovey-dovey stuff. Soon it would fade away, and you'd get used to it. You'd never get rid of those emotions you felt around him, but you'd certainly at least be used to hearing the sweet names he called you. So, you cherished each moment you got to relish in Jungkook calling you names like 'babe' and 'baby'. He even called you 'princess' earlier, and that made you swoon. Jungkook was a lot more affectionate than you thought. Oh, and one thing was for sure: he was an ass guy. You couldn't walk by him without him spanking you and saying 'nice ass, babe!' at an obnoxious volume.

Fuck. You adored him.

Jungkook urged you toward the vendor waiting behind the booth, the aroma of freshly cooked meats plaguing the air. You inhaled it, allowing yourself to get immersed in your surroundings before turning to Jungkook. "Maybe a cheeseburger. Plain cheeseburger. Something simple."

"Sure, honey," he said. God, was he trying to make you die? He was throwing new words around like it was going out of style. He gave you a smile and stepped in front of you, ordering for both you and him. He ended up getting you fries too, claiming that 'his baby needs to eat', and after he paid (despite your protests), he took you to a nearby wooden table and sat across from you.

You sipped on one of the two waters he got for the both of you, the cheeseburger appearing delicious. "Thanks for this, Koo. I'm supposed to be treating you, not the other way around."

"Are you kidding? You paid for the tickets. The least I can do is buy you lunch, my dear." Fuck, he was so fucking hot. "And stop squeezing your legs together, don't hide from me, baby girl."

"Get out you horny bastard."

"Nope," he said, popping the 'p' and leaning forward as he munched on his burger. "I think you like it."

"I also like ramming my foot up your ass. How does that sound?"

He blinked a few times, sitting back. "Well... I guess I'll try anything once if I'm horny enough-"

"Jeon Jungkook!"

"Oh good, practicing for tonight. Good job, baby. Keep yelling, you're doing good!" He clapped, you huffing and getting to work on your food. He kept his giddiness, and you were glad he did. Jungkook needed a day like today, and you were more than happy to provide. He was a beautiful, (mostly) kind man. You admired the way he seemed to be changing. Or maybe he hadn't changed at all, and it was just you getting to know him better. Either way, you really liked him. You blushed, hiding your face in your food.

Or maybe you even loved him already...