Best friend jungkook drabble
Pairing: jungkook x reader | OC
Genre: bestfriend!jk, fluff, college!au
Word Count: 1K words
Summary: you try to set your best friend up on a date. you think you know him well. but apparently not well enough.
A/N: i donāt have a title for this but i hope you like it! thereāll be a second part most probably. If you do please like/reblog and let me know!!Ā
āFor the last time, my answer is no.ā Jungkook quickened his pace, leaving you behind.
You struggle to catch up with him, bumping into multiple others in the crowded hallway as you do. Heās so fast. Curse those long legs of his.
āBut why? I think you guys would go great together!ā You grab onto the sleeve of his sweater and he tugs it free.
āI donāt think so.ā
You give up, sighing as you slow down to a stop and watch him disappear in the sea of people. Heās can be stubborn you know that, but so can you.
Youāve been trying to get him to ask this particular girl out on a date, someone you just met and youāre positive Jungkook would hit it off with. You just donāt understand why he wonāt do it.
āIs it because you donāt trust me?ā
Jungkook freezes in his doorway, staring at you in surprise. Youāre on his couch, knees to your chest wearing your favourite pajamas, eating his cereal. He sighs, closing the door behind him and kicking his shoes off.
āFirst of all, how did you get in?ā
āIām your best friend. I have a spare key.ā
āI didnāt give you a spare key.ā He glares at you but youāre not fazed by it.
āSo I got Taehyung to let me in, big deal.ā You say and he sighs. You must have been here for some time because Taehyungās only home in the afternoon before heās going off for work in the evening. Itās almost eight now. Turning away from you he heads for the kitchen and you get on your feet to trudge after him.
He grabs a can of drink from the fridge and checks to see if thereās anything to eat, ignoring how close youāre standing next to him, chest brushing against his arm. You hook yours against his and drag him back to the living room and onto the couch. āListen to me, Iām positive sheās your type-ā
āHow do you even know what my type is?ā
āLike I said, Iām your best friend.ā You roll your eyes at him. āYou think I donāt know what kind of girls or guys you like?ā
He scoffs, finding it ironic that itās coming from you. But he lets you speak, going on and on about a girl you met a week ago at a comics convention. Heās seems to be paying attention to what youāre saying but really, heās watching the many faces you make as you talk, how your eyes are a little droopy because youāre sleepy and his eyes follow the movement of your tongue that slips out to wet your slightly chapped lips.
Heās been staring for so long he doesnāt realise youāre done talking, āSo?ā You ask, with hopeful eyes.
Jungkookās gulps in response, wondering if this is the right time to tell you. How does he go about telling you, that he doesnāt care about any of these other girls.
āWhy are you obsessed with me going out with this girl anyway?ā
āBecause I-ā You sigh and push yourself off the seat to plop down next to you, taking his hand in yours. It may be smaller than his, but he likes the way it fits almost perfectly when you interlock your fingers together. āI know Iāve been spending a lot of time with Hoseok ever since we started dating.ā
Jungkook runs his other hand over his face at the mention of Hoseok. Heās never really gotten the chance to bond with Hoseok, not because the opportunity never presented itself, he just manages to avoid it. Always.
āAnd I notice how sad you look every time I leave so I thought, this would be a great idea you know? Getting you back in the game. You havenāt dated anyone since forever!ā
Yeah Jungkook scoffs, because Iām in love with you.
āSo youāre doing this out of pity?ā Jungkook frowns, a crease forming between his brows.
Your eyes go wide and you shake your head, desperately clinging onto his arm before he can run off. āAbsolutely not! When have I ever pitied you? Although letās be real you do look kind of pitiful sometimes when you- no no no wait donāt go!ā
He stands but itās only to get a reaction from you. His back is to you and you cling to his waist from behind, resting your head on his back. A small smile tugs at his lips.
āI promise you this girl is great. Sheās practically you. Almost. Not really but like I can tell youād get along!ā
He thinks it over, then loosens your arms around him before turning to face you. Youāre looking at him, eyes raised in question, a smile on your lips. He sighs, shoulders dropping. āWhat do I get in return?ā
āUm, a girlfriend maybe?ā
āNo, what do I get from you?ā
You gasp, pouting when he chuckles. āMmm, Iāll make you dinner for a week.ā
He smiles wide and shrugs, āOkay. Settled then.ā
āWait so, youāll do it right?ā You jump on the spot, holding his hands in yours as he watches you with an amused look on his face. Or a tender one, you donāt notice. When you stand on your toes to catch him in a hug, he accepts it, burying his face into your shoulder before you push away to tug him back down on the couch. āWe can go on a double date. Itāll be so much fun.ā
He watches you quietly, as you scroll through your phone, looking for a picture of the girl youāre setting him up with. Heās on auto-pilot mode again; hearing but not listening, focusing on you and just you. Youāre talking about that girl again. He doesnāt care, but you look so pretty and he should shower and get ready for bed but he doesnāt want to leave this couch and you, doesnāt want to stop looking at you. Something is pulling at his heartstrings. He should tell you how he really feels. But he doesnāt, he canāt. Not now.
When you fall asleep, he carries you to his bed while he chooses to sleep on the couch instead. Before turning off the lights, he runs his hand over your face, smiling when you lean in slightly to his touch.
āGoodnight,ā he whispers. āI love you.ā
