❝For You❞
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JUNGKOOK HEAVED A LONG BREATHE NOT NOT laugh at my ridiculous dance skills. I pressed my lips in a thin line seeing his face, and abruptly stopped. Crossing my arms over my chest, I glared at him.

"I told you I can't do it, you just never listen." I sighed, rubbing my hands together, "I'll teach you." He said, getting off of the arm of the couch and walking up to me, "Why am I learning to dance anyway?" backed off a little, "Just for fun." He shrugged. "I'd rather do it on my own." I argued, "I'll teach you, you can never learn without assistance." He said, holding my hand.

"Now, step on my feet." I looked up at him, "I think I saw this in a movie." He grinned, "Oh, you sure did."

I almost fell back when I stepped on top of his foot, "You're quite heavy." He muttered, I scoffed, "You were the one trying to be a hero." He chuckled. "Now, hold my hand." I did as he said, glancing at his face once. "This looks difficult." He shrugged, "It isn't."

I pressed my lips in a thin line when he grabbed my waist, holding my hand tightly. "Uh...like this." He kept mumbling something, holding my other hand and placing it on his shoulder, I cleared my throat, grip tightening when he moved back, "You know those crappy disney princess movies? They dance like this." He laughed, "That's not so funny." I mumbled, chuckling.

He hummed a certain tune and started moving around, "W-Wait—" He hummed again, holding both my hands and wrapping them around his neck, holding my waist with his both.

Oh my freaky Go— I shut my eyes tightly in embarrassment, "You need to relax, let's fucking relax." He chuckled again, I glanced at him, not finding his 'humour' funny at all.

After like seven minutes of moving around like this, he finally let me get off his feet, that were already red. "I told you his was NOT a good idea—" I argued, but stopped when he grabbed my face, "It's fine, really." I held my breath in, his face inching closer to mine. "Don't worry about me." He smiled again.

"Yeah." I nodded, moving away. He seemed to frown when I did, but shrugged it off. "So, you got this right?" He asked, making me nod. "Let's try again." I nodded once again, holding his hand.

"Can you hear my heart beat?" He asked suddenly, I shook my head, "Then lean onto my chest." I tilted my head, "But why?" He shrugged, "Just for fun."

I hesitantly leaned forward, my head against his chest, and somehow, I could hear his steady heartbeat, I didn't realise when I closed my eyes. "Is it beating fast?" He asked, I shook my head, "It's steady."

I flinched when I felt the wall behind me, looking up at him. "What?" I asked, looking at him tilt his head. "N-Nothing." He mumbled, I flinched even more when I felt his hand move up my back. "What are you doing?" I asked again, confused.

"Just.." He mumbled, leaning closer, my head fell back on the wall as I tried to move away from him, sighing, he pulled me off of the wall, "Nothing." He pressed his lips in a thin line.

I closed my eyes again, feeling tired. My eyes fell deeper into the trance, my body becoming heavy—I fell asleep.

Jungkook almost fell when your body fell completely against his, "H-Haerin?" He stuttered, hearing no reply. "Are you asleep?" He knitted his brows, not understanding the logic of someone falling asleep by hearing just the heartbeat. "You're so weird." He chuckled and shook his head.

"Am I supposed to pick you up?" He asked again, hearing no reply. "You're really asleep." He mumbled, bending over as he picked you up, "You're unbelievable, how can you fall asleep just like that?"

He mumbled while walking upstairs, pausing just at front of your door, he kicked it open and walked in, looking around, "There aren't many things." He chuckled and laid you back on the bed.

Sitting beside the bed, he sighed. "What is even happening?" He muttered, looking at your sleeping face. A feeling feeling erupted up his throat as he looked at you, a new feeling that he felt years back,

Love.

Could it be love? The love he promised to forget the second she died in his arms, hopeless and helpless, the love he hated to death, the feelings he graved in his heart, were they coming back? They weren't supposed to.

Moving away the few strands of your hair off your face, he smiled lightly, "I think I..." He paused, blinking when you gripped his hand in your sleep,

"..have fallen for you."