Sitting in the kitchen with a bowl of my favorite cereal, I reviewed the photos that Syd took the other day during our game. I made her send every single picture she got that day, There were before and after pictures where we hung out with the other team. Aside from the fact that we played against them and we didn't win, there really was no reason to dislike them. They really are worthy opponents. They are easy to get along with and absolute crack heads just like the guys on my team, one of the factors that made the game really fun.

"Park Jimin, you selfie whore." I spoke out loud as I swipe through the pictures.

7 out of 10 of the pictures are selfies of Jimin and, I assume, some blurred pictures of Jimin and Syd's face as I was scrolling towards the end. I can imagine how much Syd refused to have her picture taken which explains the blurred pictures. It's so difficult to take a picture of Syd. Not even a candid one. She always knows when a camera is pointed at her. I always end up forcing her to take a picture of us together but we did have great pictures when we were younger. Cute ones. Like that time we tried out for soccer and were all covered in mud. That was my parents' favorite so Dad put it on display in one of the shelves that had his trophies.

I figured I should stop scrolling through if I don't want to lose my appetite, staring at Jimin's face, but as I was going to exit the photo gallery, I saw one of his stolen picture. Jimin probably took it in the spur of the moment. He looks so domestic.

"Who's that?"

I was startled when my Dad popped up from behind me, putting his face beside mine. Nothing could be faster than my attempt to hide Jungkook's picture by shoving my phone face down against my chest. "Dad! Don't jump on me like that! You know I hate it."

"Is that Sydney's boyfriend? The one you told me about?" Dad added, eyes on me. I couldn't say no so I told him that he is Syd's boyfie. Because how else will I explain this to him?

"Yeah, he is. His name's Jimin." I winced at my own lie but my Dad didn't seem to catch on.

"Okay.. One thing's for sure, Jimin is very good looking." Dad grinned towards me as he picked up his toast, taking a bite on it. "Syd must be having problems shooing all the girls away."

"Uh, Yeah.. he is." I smiled awkwardly. But if ever I see Jungkook with his hands on another girl, I swear he's going to get his ass kicked to Jupiter. But then again he's an asshole so I guess I have no reason to worry.

Dad left for work after having breakfast and I suited up to do some house chores. Well, to be more accurate, I spent most of the time on my phone while holding the feather duster. Syd always called me out for it but today she's not here. She used to come here every Saturday but now she's always with Jimin. Park and his stupid charms. It's like they can't be away from each other for even 5 minutes. Why did I ever let them be a couple?

that jerk JK
What are you doing?
09:24am

I opened his text and blinked twice to check if I saw it right. He texted me first and I abandoned the feather duster completely.

vee
Not even a goodmorning?
09:24am

vee
How sweet.
09:24am

that jerk JK
Goodmorning then.
09:25am

that jerk JK
What are you doing?
09:25am

vee
Breathing.
09:26am

that jerk JK
🙄
09:26am

vee
You?
09:27am

that jerk JK
Breathing too.
09:27am

that jerk JK
Want to watch a game with me?
09:27am

Smiling to myself, I think I stopped breathing altogether when as I read his reply. Did fucking Jeon Jungkook really just asked me out on a date? I feel so attacked. How dare he? He has absolutely no right to shake up my heart like this.

that jerk JK
You're taking a while to reply..
you don't want to?
09:28am

vee
I texted no such thing, Jeon.
09:28am

🌸

Jungkook met me at the entrance of the sports arena where he invited me to go watch a basketball game. He scanned me from head to toe before he spoke, "You look different.."

"Different like how?" I asked, of course, I know the answer already but pretended I didn't because I want to hear Jeon say it. I sported an oversized shirt tucked in highwaist shorts and wore my in a braided ponytail.

(Just for reference)

"..like prettier." Jungkook answered almost in a mumble, making it hard for me to control the muscles on my cheeks from smiling too much. He cleared his throat when it started to become awkward, "I bought the tickets already. We should go in. The game will start soon."

"Wait, I want to buy food." I held his wrist without thinking too much into it and pulled him towards the snack stalls. Jungkook remained behind me, carrying the drinks, while I buy food. "Okay, let's go."

"You're eating all that?" He stared at the stacks of food on my hands.

"I only had cereal in the morning so I'm a bit hungry now." I replied, looking back at him. "Syd and I usually eat more than this when we watch a game. Why? Is there a problem?"

"No. No problem." He said and then we went to  look for our seats. Jungkook sat beside me and between us is my food. My beverage, my popcorn and my burger with fries. Yep, everything is junk. I'm made of junk.

We picked our teams and made a bet before the game. As a consequence, the loser will buy the winner food. The start was good. My teams leading but around mid game, Jungkook's team caught up and is now 6 points ahead. I curse under my breath when they missed a free throw and Jungkook doesn't let up either as he sends a smirk my way every single time. I hate his competitive, good looking ass.

"I can't believe you ate all that food." Jungkook commented as I sip on my drink, his eyes darting towards my protruding belly which I covered with my arms. "Is your stomach even okay?"

"My Dad said I have two stomachs that's why I have a huge appetite." I replied, gaining an awfully, breathtaking smile from Jungkook. "I'll probably need to run later to get rid of all that food."

"We can run together." Jungkook suggested while we're waiting for the second half of the game to begin. "I kinda need some exercise too. Been feeling a little out of shape lately."

I lowkey gave him a look and slowly withdrew my hand from the bucket of popcorn on my lap. I felt offended somehow. Out of shape? Does he even see himself in the mirror? He's like a toned Adonis walking the face of the earth. Everyone on the team is scared of his muscles.

Jungkook was waiting for me to answer so I gave him a nod and a casual 'okay'. I set the bucket of popcorn aside because, all of a sudden, I felt conscious while sitting next to Jungkook. The second half began and suddenly, he felt so much closer to me.

The thought of getting seen together hasn't crossed my min once because, so far, we haven't seen anyone we know and there were a lot of people. What are the chances of meeting someone we know?

"I enjoyed the game." Jungkook said as walked out of the arena after the game. He tucked his hands inside the front pockets of his hoodie.

"Me too." I replied with a smile. It's been a while since I went to a game since Sydney is always with Jimin. I didn't have anyone to go with. "Are you a basketball fan?"

"Not really." He answered, turning his head towards me, "I just wanted to spend time with you."

I wasn't ready for that.

🌸

All eyes are on me when I entered our classroom. The grins on the faces of my classmates are weirding me out but I continue to make my way to my seat. Something beat me to my desk this morning. There on top of my table, sat a small pastel pink box with a neatly tied ribbon on top. This must be the reason why everyone has that creepy Pennywise smile on their faces.

Acting like nothing was out of the ordinary, I placed my bag down and took the box in my hand, earning a few teasing cheers from my classmates. Questions began to flood in from my classmates— where is it from and who gave it to me, while craning their necks to see inside the box itself but I didn't open it because I already have a pretty good guess who it came from.

"You're such a mood killer, you know that?" Jina, one of the girls in my class and also a friend of mine, told me. She playfully rolled her eyes, "We all want to know the secret admirer."

"It looks expensive! Maybe it's from a fanboy?" Hyemi gasped, holding my arm and squeezing me. "You are pretty and you're cool, too. I wouldn't be surprised if you have fanboys."

We heard a scoff from behind us. Jungkook held a smirk as he stood up, "That's so childish. Only bored people do that."

"Shut up, Jungkook." Hyemi called him out. She's the only girl other than me who hates Jungkook. The rest are crushing on him. It's known to everyone that Hyemi is in love with Namjoon. She calls his dimples illegal.

Jungkook ignored Hyemi's comment with a wave of his hand as he passed by us and left the classroom. Why is he being such an ass again? Didn't he give me this gift? I honestly can't comprehend how his brain works.

I made an excuse to get away from all the attention and also to talk to Jungkook so I went to find him while hiding under the pretext of going to the toilet. We met halfway as I was going down the stairs and he was climbing up from wherever he came from. He looked up at me when he noticed me, hands casually kept inside the pockets of his trousers.

"What's up with you?" I asked him with an undertone of annoyance. "I really had fun the last time we were together so I don't understand where all this attitude is coming from."

Jungkook stared at me and then finally spoke, "I didn't give you that gift." His gaze dropped to the box on my hand.

"It's not from you?" I answered, genuinely confused.

"Maybe from your fanboys." Was Jungkook's sarcastic remark. "You looked so happy earlier. Do you like it that much?"

"What? When was I- I haven't even opened it yet." I told him. Jungkook told me to open it.

My fingers undid the ribbon on top and let it slip loose before I opened the top of the small box. His eyes are on me, watching my reaction to the dainty silver bracelet with a daisy charm. There was also a familiar handwritten note that came with it written on a yellow sticky note.

You remind me of Daisies.
Simple and sweet.

Hope you like it.

- Jung Hoseok -
🌼