Hidden Under The Covers: Finale
Finale: Boyfriend Material
Jungkook x Reader
Word Count: 5.7k
College AU | When a fire alarm leads to a new friendship and a borrowed blanket is returned with much more than you bargained for.
Part One | Part Two | Part 2.5 | Part Three | Part 3.5 | Part Four | Part 4.5 | Part Five | Part 6: Finale |
Flashing red lights up ahead catch your eye and you hear Yoongi grumble a series of curses under his breath. This draws the attention of the two boys who have been cramped in the backseat for over an hour now. Looking up from the handheld games that have been keeping them quiet this entire time, they show an equal amount of displeasure as you and Yoongi, groaning and whining.
The ‘Do Not Cross’ bars come down to stop traffic as you approach a railway, the loud rumble of a train engine nearing and Yoongi puts the car in park. You recognize Jungkook’s car that pulls up directly to your right and you avoid looking out the window, knowing you’ll likely meet his eyes if you even look over.
Your hope to avoid any interaction with the car next to you is quickly going down the drain when Jimin unbuckles his seatbelt and maneuvers his way between the front seats and over your lap.
He rolls down the window and sticks his head out, motioning for Jungkook to do the same. You push yourself back against your seat, to give Jimin space but mostly to hide from the boy who is now looking directly into the car.
“Anyone got an extra Red Bull?” Jimin calls over, “Taehyung drank mine.”
“There should be one in the trunk” Hoseok declares from the backseat of Jungkook’s car, rolling down his own window, “but you’re gonna have to come get it.”
“Y/N, get out,” Jimin says, turning to you, just a few inches from your face.
“Me? Why not Yoongi, you’re sitting behind him,” you point out, not wanting to move.
Yoongi turns to raise an eyebrow at you, “because it’s my car and if anyone’s moving their seat, it’s not the person who owns this car.”
Your response is a grumble, having no valid reason to refuse when he puts it that way, and now that you think about it, it’s always been the passenger seat that is moved whenever anyone is getting in or out of the back. Stepping out of the car, you huff a quick ‘hurry up’ to Jimin who struggles to clamber over Taehyung and onto his feet.
Standing awkwardly by the door, you keep your eyes on the train that is going passed, mindlessly counting the cars and doing your best not to look at Jungkook. But that becomes impossible when you hear the car door open and you look over to see Jungkook stepping out. A surge of panic courses through your body and your fight or flight instincts opt for the latter, trying to lurch your body back into the car before Jungkook can approach you. Unfortunately, you’re too slow and he grabs a hold of your wrist to spin you around.
“Y/N, we need to talk,” he says and you hate that he’s doing this in front of an audience, all the other boys peering out their window.
You pull your hand away from him and he doesn’t fight you, easily letting it drop to your side. “No thanks,” you stubbornly retort, turning your back to him and getting back into the car before he can grab your hand again.
“Y/N,” he calls out as you shut the door, and you can hear a hint of annoyance in his voice.
You fold your arms over your chest and refuse to look at him where he stands looking into the window. You’re relieved to see the caboose of the train nearing and that alone feels like a small victory. You forget to take into consideration that Jungkook is just as stubborn as you and when he notices the train coming to an end, he walks around to the other side of the car and swings Yoongi’s door open.
“Get out,” he demands, a sense of urgency in his words.
Your pride of getting out of the conversation doesn’t falter because Yoongi isn’t one to take orders from other people, and you confidently wait for his snarky remark. But to your dismay it never comes, Yoongi doesn’t even argue back as he unbuckles his seatbelt and gives you a small ‘sorry Y/N’ before getting out of the car, Taehyung just one step behind him. You gawk at the two as they make their way around the car, baffled that your friends would betray you so easily.
“Wait, where am I supposed to go?” Jimin asks after Taehyung dives for the empty seat in the back Of Jungkook’s car.
“Stop whining Jimin, just sit on someone’s lap,” Jungkook calls over, not waiting for a response as he takes the driver’s seat next to you.
“That’s illegal, Jimin,” you yell out the window, “just get back in this car!”
“I think I’ll take the risk,” he says, turning back to face Jungkook’s car, looking for a place to sit.
“I’m driving, so,” Yoongi says with his hands up.
“Not it.” “Not it!” “Not it!” three of them yell out one after the other, leaving Seokjin cursing under his breath for acting too slow, earning Jimin’s ass on his lap for an hour long drive.
“Wait, you guys are going to leave me here? Alone!?” you exclaim in disbelief.
By this point the train has already cleared from the road and the robotic gates raise while the flashing lights come to a stop.
“You’re not alone and it was bound to happen at some point,” Yoongi shrugs, getting into the Subaru, telling Jimin to hurry up as someone honks from behind. Jimin jumps in and they’re off before you can even register his words.
The car starts moving and it’s quiet for awhile, too quiet, the music cutting off earlier when Taehyung jumped out of the car with his phone that was connected to the bluetooth. Feeling undeniably awkward, you reach over to click a button and the scratchy radio comes on.
“I guess we’re too far away from the city to get a good signal…” you say out loud, breaking the heavy silence as you fiddle with the device to find an okay-sounding station. You settle for a channel that is playing songs that were hits 50 years ago and you return your hand to your lap where you fidget with the bottom on your coat.
“Y/N,” Jungkook begins after some time, not knowing where to possibly start.
“Look, Jungkook,” you decide to speak up, using all the courage you can muster. “I’m sorry I’ve been avoiding you,” your mind flashes back to one evening when you got a call from an unknown number, answering with a normal ‘hello’ and hanging up the moment you hear Jungkook’s voice on the other end of the line.
“No, I’m sorry,” Jungkook cuts in.
“Don’t be,” you quickly say back, “I’m the one that’s sorry.”
“No,” he rebuts, “I had no business involving myself with you and your ex-”
“Really, you don’t need to be sorry about that,” you try to explain.
“But I am!” he blurts out, getting frustrated with your little game of ‘who’s more sorry’.
His distracted mind has him swerving too late to avoid a deep pothole and you exclaim out, “careful!”
“Fuck, sorry,” he breathes out when the car jolts with the hard bump. “Yoongi’s gonna kill me for that,” he mumbles to himself.
“Jungkook, I-” you try again after a moment of contemplating your thoughts.
“No, Y/N, listen to me,” he says and the car slows, coming to a stop on the side of the road so he can turn to face you.
There’s so much tension in his furrowed eyebrows that you’re scared it’s going to permanently wrinkle his forehead if you don’t let him speak.
Jungkook looks at you for a moment before releasing a sigh, sinking back into his seat and dragging his hands over his face.
“God, I’ve probably rehearsed this a million times in my head and I still don’t know where to start,” he says, sounding defeated and this is the first time you’ve really looked at him in over a month, the bags under his eyes looking darker than you remember and the fullness of his cheeks ever so slightly deflated. There’s a pang in your heart and you wonder if you’re the reason he looks so tired, how hard has it been for him since you so coldly kicked him out of your life without an explanation?
“I’ve heard that starting from the beginning is a very good place to start,” you quietly pipe up. And he looks at you almost in annoyance, before an amused smile breaks out across his face, probably because he can’t believe that you’re quoting the Sound Of Music in this situation.
“How much do you remember from the New Year’s party?” Jungkook asks after a moment of contemplation.
“Er, I remember taking a shot and waking up at Yoongi’s the next day,” you say truthfully, having no recollection of the night when you drank too much.
“So you don’t remember running into your ex?” he inquires and you go rigid for a moment, recalling that you did see him that night.
“I don’t know what we talked about, but I know I saw him,” you admit quietly. “Was it bad?”
“I mean…” he hesitates for a moment, “Y/N… you cried, like a lot.”
This revelation has your eyes widening, you don’t know the last time you cried, especially over something as silly as a boy. “I can’t say for sure, but I probably wasn’t crying over him, I was most likely just overwhelmed… and it probably didn’t help that I was drunk…”
“You really don’t remember anything from that night then,” Jungkook says quietly, mostly to himself. He figured that you wouldn’t remember, but part of him hoped you did. The time he spent with you that night was one of the most intimate moments you two shared together and it saddens him to know that it holds no place in your memory.
“Y/N, I’m gonna get straight to the point… I like you,” Jungkook admits and his confession doesn’t come as a surprise to you. You would have had to been blind to not see the way he attempted to reach out to you over the last month, getting frustrated each time you turned your back on him and looked the other way. He stood up to your ex for you and voiced his concern for you, not wanting you to get hurt. And Taehyung and Jimin might have let it slip that your hot headed “enemy” shouldn’t be as much of an enemy as you initially made him out to be. “Look, I’m really sorry I stuck my nose in your business,” Jungkook begins, and you have to cut him off before you two get stuck in another battle of ‘I’m sorry’s.
“I think I like you too,” you say before you lose the courage and there’s shock and hesitation is Jungkook’s eyes. “God, okay, this is going to sound absolutely insane or just plain stupid, but… I’ve liked you since October, I just didn’t know it was you.”
You can tell you’ve lost him, his features contorted into pure confusion.
Letting out a sigh feeling reluctant, you know you need to explain it from the beginning.
“Okay, so back in October the fire alarm went off in our building and that’s when I met Tae. I lent him a blanket that he brought to your place and when he gave it back, it smelt really good, and god, this sounds so creepy and cringy, but I got attached to that scent and just assumed it was Jimin since I saw him that night. And that’s why I dated him for half a week, but I realized he wasn’t the guy I was crushing on and I just went on blindly with a stupid crush on someone I didn’t know.
“And then after the party, I woke up in the sweater that smelt just like the blanket and I guess at some point you gave me your sweater, but i didn’t know it was yours until Jimin pointed it out after I’d been wearing it for like 3 days straight and I felt stupid and embarrassed and I didn’t know how to handle any of the emotions I was feeling, so I just didn’t and that’s why I ran away every time I saw you because I couldn’t admit to myself that I like you and I haven’t admitted it until right now.
“Jungkook, I like you. Like, like like you,” you conclude, finally taking the time to breathe once all your thoughts have tumbled out of your mouth and it feels as if a huge weight has been lifted off your chest.
“Oh.” Is his response and you blink blankly back at him.
“Oh?”
“I just-” he starts, looking for words. “You- You like me,” Jungkook repeats to himself, an ear splitting smile stretching across his face, laughing in astonishment as he takes in everything you just said. He covers his face with his hands as the airy laugh leaves his lips, and he lets out a sigh of content. “I really didn’t think this conversation was going to go like this.”
“You don’t have to be a dick about it,” you shoot at him, already feeling embarrassed.
“I’m not! I just didn’t expect this!” he defends, unable to hide his smile.
“No, I take it all back,” you stubbornly say, crossing your arms over your chest.
“You can’t take it back, you like me, you admitted it!”
“Hmph,” you grunt, turning away from him.
“I guess you don’t remember kissing me,” Jungkook all of a sudden says, and you can hear the smirk in his voice.
Your face gets hot and you whip your attention back to him, staring at him in disbelief and embarrassment, “I what?!”
“It was just a peck, to ring in the New Year,” he casually explains, smug in the way he shrugs his shoulders.
“You’re lying!” you accuse, but a feeling deep down tells you he isn’t.
“Nope,” he easily responds. The smirk leaves his face and he’s much more serious when he speaks his next words. “You kissed Yoongi too, literally right after, but it was still our first kiss.”
“How can it be our first kiss if I don’t remember it?” you pout, your voice on the verge of a whine.
“Then maybe you should kiss me again,” he playfully taunts.
“Maybe I will!” you blurt out without thinking.
A fond smile appears on his face as he sees you react to your own words, timidly looking away when you register what you said. “Come ’ere” he says softly, reaching over to cup your face, bringing your gaze to his own.
As confident as Jungkook wants to seem, his nerves show when he takes a steadying breath before hesitantly leaning in, his eyes only falling shut when you reciprocate the action and move closer. It feels like an eternity until your lips finally meet and it feels strange and new, but it’s exciting and makes your heart race.
When you pull away, you feel shy, trying to hide the smile that threatens to pull at your hot cheeks, biting on your lips as you look everywhere but at Jungkook.
“You're cute,” he says when he sees the way you hold back your smile.
“Stoppp,” you playfully whine, feeling like you're going to implode with the way your heart pounds within your chest.
That earns a small chuckle of affection from Jungkook and his eyes finally leave you to return to the road. “We better get going,” he says and he presses on the gas.
There's still 40 minutes to go until you arrive at the lodge and you're not sure how long you've been pulled over on the side of the road, the other boys probably almost there. The drive is quiet, but not in the way it was before. You're comfortable just sitting here next to Jungkook, humming along to the radio and peeking over at him every once in awhile to see his smile that never fades.
Trudging into the mountainside lodge with all the bags that were stuffed into Yoongi's trunk, you're greeted by the guys who are lounging around a fireplace in the lobby.
“Took you long enough,” Namjoon says, being the first to spot you two.
“Did you pull over for a quicky?” Hoseok quips but you don't have time to respond when Jungkook begins speaking.
“Well actually,” he starts, earning an elbow in the side followed by an awkward chuckle on your part.
The boys all raise an eyebrow at you, but you're quick to ignore it. “Anyways, I should get checked in.”
“Don't worry, we already did that for you,” Taehyung pipes up as Seokjin rummages through his pocket to pull out a single key card.
“Uh,” you hesitate when he comes over to hand it to you and Jungkook.
“You were originally going to share with Taehyung,” Seokjin explains, prompting you to take the key, “but we figured this would make more sense.”
“Haha,” you sheepishly laugh, “I don't mind sharing with Tae! We're best buds right?” You try to get out of it, feeling flustered by just being in Jungkook's presence, but Taehyung isn't having any of it.
“Best friend my ass,” he grumbles. “You told Jimin you were madly in love with Jungkook and didn't even tell me!” he accuses.
“I didn’t tell anyone anything!” you defend, feeling your face get hot. “Jimin just made baseless assumptions!”
Jimin cocks an eyebrow at that. “They weren't baseless.”
“Anyways!” you pipe up, feeling like you've walked directly into the sun, “I can share with Yoongi.”
“That's a no from me,” Yoongi muses and you want to curse him for not cooperating.
“Did you forget who's funding this entire trip? So be grateful and take your bags to your room so we can go skiing,” Taehyung says, his words aren't malicious or condescending, merely just matter-of-factly and teasing.
“We'll see you guys soon,” Seokjin says handing Jungkook the key card that he takes between two fingers and gives a small salute.
“Don't get distracted,” Hoseok calls when your shoulders deflate and you turn to walk away.
“Come on, roomie,” Jungkook gleefully says and slings an arm around your shoulders.
Trying to wriggle out of his hold, you hiss, “stop it, they're watching!”
Jungkook leans down close so his lips are right by your ear. “Well I guess they're gonna have to get used to it.” And he presses a quick kiss to your temple, earning hollers and hoots from the boys behind you.
-
The day is spent on the slopes, learning how to ski and falling on your ass over and over again. There’s nothing but laughter and gleeful chatter as everyone rushes back to the ski lift each time they make it to the bottom of the hill. You’re all tired out by time the sun sets and all your stomachs begin to growl with dinner time approaching. Everyone decides to head up to their own rooms, washing up before a peaceful meal that consists of room service and some much needed rest.
It feels kind of odd sharing a room with Jungkook, you're still not exactly sure how to act around him; your attitudes toward one another have taken a complete 180, the bickering put to a rest and nothing but tenderness gracing your words. With the six other boys around all day, the shift isn't as noticeable, but now that is just you and Jungkook, you feel the slightest bit self conscious, not knowing how to act while at the same time trying to act normal. You quickly realize that you're worrying for no reason, conversation flowing naturally with the teasing jokes you are so used to still bringing friendly banter between you two.
Toting your duffle bag into the bathroom, you are the first to wash up while Jungkook makes the call to room service after having decided on the dinner menu together. You unzip the bag only to feel the tiniest bit flustered when you remember that you packed your favourite pair of pajamas - the set that Jungkook gave you. It's really the only pair you've been wearing lately, feeling some sort of closeness to Jungkook when you are dressed in the gift, but you didn't want Jungkook, or anyone else for that matter, to know.
Truth is, after having realized your secret crush was on Jungkook and not some nameless person, the crush only grew stronger. You stayed away from him as some sort of attempt not to hurt your pride, too proud to admit that your baseless and unfair opinion of Jungkook was so so far from reality. You felt conflicted and confused in the month you spent away from him, not sure what to make of everything. Looking back, you can't help but feel foolish. Being apart only made you want him more and the only thing that was keeping you from him was yourself. But that's all in the past, you think to yourself, shaking away the thoughts. If you've learned anything from all of this, it is to not hide from your feelings, so you put on the pajamas with a fondness in your smile, still shy but happy nonetheless.
You don't realize how long it has taken you to shower and freshen up until Jungkook can be heard through the door, calling your name and announcing that the food has arrived. He pays you no attention as you step out of the bathroom, busying himself with setting up the meal on the other side of the room. It's not until you're a few steps away from him does he turn around towards you, his face instantly lighting up with an ear splitting grin.
“You're wearing the pajamas,” he gleams, taking a good look at you with genuine happiness in his smile.
“You have excellent taste in sleepwear,” you cheekily compliment.
“I can't take all the credit, Namjoon's sister helped me picked them out,” Jungkook admits.
“Oh, I didn't know Namjoon has a sister.”
“Yeah, she's pretty hot-” he says on instinct, catching himself too late, “I mean…”
His words earn laughter from you, finding it cute the way he tries to back track. “You can call other girls hot, I don't own you.”
“I just don't want you getting jealous,” he is quick to retort.
You raise an eyebrow at that, “if anyone's the jealous type, it's you.”
“Me?!” Jungkook says in shock, as if you've just accused him of a grave crime.
“You literally wouldn't let anyone else help me off the ski lift,” you point out and he goes quiet for a moment.
“I just wanted to hold your hand,” Jungkook shyly admits, his regular tough guy demeanor crumbling to pieces as his cheeks redden.
“Is Jeon Jungkook going soft?” you say in exaggerated surprise, mocking him much easier than letting him know how devastatingly adorable the sentiment is.
“Only for you.”
And it's your turn to turn to mush, his words instantly melting you to the core as your face gets warm and your heart goes into a frenzy. “Um, we should probably eat…” you say, changing the subject, “before the food gets cold.”
Jungkook chuckles at your reaction, but doesn't say anymore, following your lead as you sit down at the table. Dinner flies by in no time even though when you look at the clock 2 hours have already gone by. Both you and Jungkook have been so caught up in conversation that you barely notice the minutes ticking by, but you don't mind it and neither does he. The time is spent getting reacquainted with each other, talking and laughing about all sorts of things you never realized you have in common, and just like that a few more hours go by until a yawn interrupts the conversation and the two of you decide to head to bed.
-
You're glad that nothing but darkness fills the room, your smile spreading across your cheeks so wide it's almost embarrassing. You lay curled up at Jungkook's side, his arms wrapped around you and your face buried in his chest. Like this, you can breathe in the familiar scent that seems to relax your entire body and you swear you can get drunk off of his cologne alone. Taking a deep breath, you subconsciously nuzzle your face close to Jungkook and bury yourself in his warmth. None of this feels real. You're scared you're going to open your eyes and find yourself alone on your living room couch, wrapped in a blanket that you're too attached to, but Jungkook's body feels so warm against you, his arms so tightly wrapped around you and it’s almost too good to be true. Almost.
“You know you're actually kinda creepy,” his voice suddenly says, pulling you out of the thoughts that were lulling you to sleep.
“I'm what?” you ask as you pull away from him, offended and your eyes search the dark for his.
“I mean, you like what I smell like,” Jungkook responds, the tiniest hint of amusement in his voice. He shifts on the mattress so he's laying on his side facing you.
“So?” you stubbornly defend yourself.
“That's kind of weird isn't it? You kept a blanket and a sweater just because it smelled like me,” he points out and his smile is teasing and ego inflating.
“I know it's weird, okay? Can we not talk about this?” you ask, feeling your face get hot.
“Would you say I smell like boyfriend material?” and you can hear the grin in his voice, positive that it's fat and wide, plastered across his face.
“Bye Jungkook,” is your response and you immediately roll onto your other side, turning your back to him.
“Hey, where are you going?” Jungkook says as soon as you pull your body away from him.
He scoots close to you and puts an arm around your waist to scoop you into his chest, pulling your back against him so his body spoons you.
“To sleep,” you speak out, trying to use as few words as possible as your heart begins to race, getting nervous for the umpteenth time just today.
“Not until you answer my question,” Jungkook murmurs, his lips so close to your neck that his breath tickles your skin. “Do I smell like boyfriend material?”
You roll your eyes even though you know he can't see you, and you can't believe you're lying here in the middle of the night being forced to feed his ego.
“Yes, Jungkook,” you dryly retort. “You smell, look, and feel like boyfriend material, happy?”
He hums in thought for a moment, “almost.”
Before you can ask him what more he wants from you, he unmolds himself from behind you so he has enough space to roll you over onto your back. He easily flips himself over so his body is hovering on top of yours. Your breath hitches at the proximity and your chest is so close to him you're scared he can feel your heart pounding.
“If I'm boyfriend material, can I be your boyfriend?” His voice is barely a whisper and if you hadn't felt the warmth of his breath on your lips, you would think you're dreaming.
Your voice is stuck in your throat and you're unable to speak; you respond with a nod, titling your head up ever so slightly so your lips just barely brush his. There is only a moment of hesitation before you lean all the way in to kiss him and he’s kissing you back.
Before you can get lost in the softness of his lips and the gentleness of his touch, Jungkook hardly pulls away, not enough that your lips part but enough to speak. “I want to hear you say it.”
“Yes Jungkook, yes, yes, yes, you can be my boyfriend,” you shamelessly say, letting your excitement and eagerness seep into your words.
Jungkook quickly kisses you again, molding his lips to yours before he can't hide his smile anymore and he’s forced to stop kissing you, his wide grin making it impossible to keep your lips locked any longer. He rolls back onto his side, taking you with him as his arms tightly squeeze you into his chest.
With your head tucked under his chin, you don’t need to look up to know he’s still smiling when he speaks his next words. “Good night girlfriend.”
“Good night boyfriend,” you shyly respond with the same giddiness making your heart thump. And you feel all warm and fuzzy inside because although you two confessed your feelings for each other earlier in the day, the formality of it being official makes your heart race and cheeks flush.
-
Morning comes with the ringing of a phone that isn't familiar. It doesn't stop and Jungkook is a heavy sleeper, so you find yourself peeling your eyes open in search for the device that’s too loud to ignore. It takes you a moment to realize that it's the hotel phone on the bedside table that has so abruptly pulled you out of sleep and you reach over to answer it with a tired ‘hello?’.
“Good morning Ms. Y/N, this is your 9:30 wake up call. The forecast calls for another sunny day on the hills, we hope you enjoy your stay,” the pleasant, but almost automatic voice states.
“Thank you?” you unsurely say before hanging up, confused about why you are receiving a hotel service that you surely did not order.
Less than a minute later, your phone buzzes from where you left it last night and you grab it to see a notification from Taehyung lighting up the screen.
Thirsty Tae (9:31am): since ur awake, we're all having breakfast in my room. get your asses here before all the food is gone
And that explains the wake up call.
You roll your eyes before telling him that you and Jungkook will be there and he sends you his room number with an excessive amount of smiley faces and hearts.
Walking into Taehyung's room, the rest of the guys are already there, lounging around with their plates already full with a variety of food from the number of carts that have been rolled in by room service. Taehyung is the first to greet the two of you, bouncing your way with open arms and a gleeful ‘good morning’ while the five others stay seated but give you their morning salutations as well.
“Did you guys consummate the relationship last night?” Hoseok teases with a waggle of his eyebrows.
“Please, I’m not that easy,” you lightly respond, brushing off his words.
“Trust me, I know,” Taehyung nonchalantly adds, “I've offered more than once.”
“Hey, that's my girlfriend you're talking about,” Jungkook quickly says, getting defensive.
“Chill out, he's just joking,” you tell Jungkook before turning back to Taehyung. “Maybe we'll let you in on some action sometime,” you casually tease.
“No thanks,” Taehyung responds, shrugging it off as he plops onto the bed with his plate of food, “you can have Jungkook to yourself.”
“Good,” Jungkook responds instead of getting offended, “because I don't plan on sharing.”
Putting aside the teasing, you and Jungkook pile your plates with food and cross the room to squish onto the two seater couch that Jimin occupies. Jimin scooches over to allow you two squeeze in and you beam up at him feeling all kinds of grateful this morning.
“Say ‘ah’,” Jungkook softly calls over to you, pulling you out of the conversation you're trying to follow between the other six boys.
Giving him a blushing smile, you easily abide and open your mouth so he can pop in a piece of fruit. Jungkook continues feeding you off of his plate and the two of you become wrapped up in your own world, paying no attention to the other guys in the room.
When he gives you a bite of his pancake, he motions to the corner of his lip, “you have a little-” he says, letting you know that you've got a drop of syrup on your face.
Instead of wiping it away with your hand like any capable person would, you nudge your face forward and Jungkook chuckles, using his thumb to swipe it away and he licks the digit clean.
“Thank you,” you sweetly coo.
“Anytime, cutie,” Jungkook gleefully answers.
This interaction earns fake gagging sounds from the other side of you, and you whip your head around to see Jimin getting up.
“I preferred it when they were always fighting,” Jimin grumbles in disgust at the sickeningly sweet scene he had to watch unfold in front of him.
Remembering there are other people than just you and Jungkook in the room, you look across to the other side in time to see Namjoon handing over a twenty dollar bill to Seokjin. Jungkook follows your curious gaze and instantly stands from his seat, marching over to them with accusations of some bet you don't really quite understand. Before you can figure out exactly what it is they're squabbling about, your line of sight is blocked by Yoongi who approaches you with a glass of orange juice and hands it to you.
You gratefully take it and he plops down next to you on the couch to absorb everything that's going on in the room. Jimin joins Hoseok and Taehyung on the bed where they swipe through a dating app, commenting on whether each candidate is a ‘smash or pass’ (Hoseok's words); Jungkook is animatedly arguing with Seokjin and Namjoon who pay him no attention, and it feels like you're all back at Yoongi's, hanging out and wasting time with nothing on your mind but the enjoyment of being together.
“I'm glad things are back to normal,” Yoongi tells you once his eyes have traveled across the room and back to you. “We missed having you around.”
“Things are better than normal,” you reply without looking at him. Instead, your eyes stay trained on Jungkook, staring affectionately at the big dork who has managed to steal your heart.
Yoongi wants to roll his eyes at the cheesy response, but it's endearing and it's been a long time coming, so he simply nods his head in agreement.
[A/N]: ahhhhhhhh we made it!!! thank you to everyone for reading! i love you and appreciate you all 🤧🤧
