"Oh my gosh, definitely not that one." you say chucking the last piece of clothing you packed onto the floor. You sigh looking at the pile of useless clothes lying on the floor.

A groan sounds from you as you throw your head in your hands. You never cared about what you wore. Since you were always dancing your suitcase consisted of comfortable clothes like sweats, crop tops, hoodies and one pair of jeans which by the way had holes in just about every inch of the clothing. You had absolute no dresses, nay, nothing, nada.

"Whyyyyy....?" you collapse into the pile of clothes face first, your head swarms with all the things that could go wrong tonight.

You keep trying to act all fearless and unbothered by Jungkook except you were falling for him even deeper as more time flies by. You were pretty sure Jungkook was going to take you to a fancy ass place, showing up in a Gucci suit, driving you there in a limo. You'd have some fancy french meal that you can't even pronounce and then drop food on yourself as you eat like a deceased cow. And then he'd give a big ass diamond necklace to go with the rest of your outfit which was what? A PAIR OF SWEATS AND A HOODIE!

"I can't do this." you lift you head from the pile of clothes, taking in oxygen again "I'm just gonna have to cancel."

You claw through your futile clothes finding your phone being suffocated by them at the bottom. Your hands grab at your phone and quickly you find Jungkook number. "Okay." you say to yourself staring at his phone number. "Okay." you repeat, trying to convince yourself to call him.

You stare at the phone for what seems to be forever until your phone starts ringing in your hands. Jungkook caller ID appears on the screen, waiting to be answered.

"FUCK! WHY?!"

You slide your finger across the phone to answer and lift the phone to your ear "um...hi?"

"Y/N! Hey, how's it going? You ready?" he asks calmly.

"Uh.." you say, looking at your filthy reflection in the mirror. You were sitting on a pile of clothes in your panda onsie with a messy bun on your head "....kind of?"

"Cool, that's great. You wanna come over to my room in ten minutes?"

"TEN MINUTES?!" you exclaim into the phone while whipping around to check the clock "B-b-but...I-I-I-"

"Babe, what is it?" he asks, sounding troubled by your stuttering.

Babe?

You let out a laugh before you can stop yourself "Well your babe doesn't actually own anything decent enough for a date, babe."

Jungkook seems taken back by your sudden change in tone "Uh, that's okay. We're not really going anywhere fancy, Y/N." he assures you "I mean, sorry to disappoint you but yeah, just dress normally. I like the way you dress, babe."

When he says babe again, you don't seem to mind it as much because of how it blends in with his compliment. Thankfully, he couldn't witness your cheeks redden.

"Okay.." you say shyly while biting your lip.

As if Jungkook could see you he states "You're biting your lip, aren't you?"

"Hm?" you look up in the mirror to find yourself biting your lip, just like he said.

"You always do that." he lets out an unexpected growl. Even through the phone he still manages to send shivers down your spine. You can't help but bite your lip harder as you feel his growl run itself all over your body.

"See you soon, baby." he hangs up the phone leaving you breathless.

You place a hand over your beating heart and try to calm yourself.

If that's what he can do to you over the phone, imagine what he's going to do when he actually gets his hands on you.....

You look up at your reflection and immediately get turned off. "Ew." you say staring at your reflection in disgust "Someone's got a lot of work to do."

Okay, he said he liked your style right? You get up while picking out the least scruffiest clothes from the pile until something catches your eye in the suitcase. Your eyebrows furrow as your fingers reach for the black fabric. You thought you didn't have any other clothes.

You hold it up and the display of a black dress sends a smile across your face.

"He's definitely going to like the way I dress after this."

.

It's been a while since you walked in heels. You wobbled for the first few minutes so much you thought about going back to the apartment to change into a pair of sneakers.

But considering your dress definitely didn't go with sneakers you tell yourself to get your shit together and continue to wobble down the hallway of the hotel.

It was a miracle you found that dress in the end. Buried in the bottom of your closet you hadn't imagine there'd actually be anything underneath all your casual clothes.

Oh shit, he said casual. Was this too much?

Pushing away your conscious thought, you decide to be confident in what you wore tonight. It was your body, your choice.

This is how you were dressed tonight.

It was only a few minutes past 8pm when you arrive. Your feet finally decide to let themselves rest comfortably the heels as you approach the bedroom door.

Before you can even knock Jimin and Hoseok open up and you realize you were probably about to knock on the wrong door. They're in a middle of conversation but as soon as their eyes rest on you they both stop.

"Uh hey guys." you say as you feel their eyes bore into you.

Hoseok stands with his mouth slightly open while he blinks dumbly, staring at your dress. He swallows and then shakes his head "Sorry, I didn't mean to stare. You just....like DAMN Y/N! You clean up well!"

I laugh at his reaction "Thanks, Hobi."

Jimin was still looking at you with a blank expression on his face, taking in your full appearance. His eyes travel up your body and meet your eyes. He blinks and realizes how much he was staring "Yeah, sorry. You um, going somewhere?" he asks.

"Jungkook's taking me somewhere, I have no idea where though. I'm probably too dressed up tonight." you shrug, looking at your dress.

At the mention of Jungkook's name Jimin's face drops as well as his heart.

He asked her? I really am too late aren't I?

Jimin was regretting every decision he made now. He was so focused on his dance practice and improving his vocals for the tour that he didn't have time to ask Y/N out. Even when he was free though he still never saw you around.

I guess now I know where she's been this entire time.

He doesn't say anything and looks to the ground, not able to look at your smile knowing that it wasn't because of him.

Hoseok doesn't realize his member's reaction and wolf whistles "Ooooooo, Y/N's been getting it."

You blush and let out a small laugh "It's not like that, I don't know. I guess I'll find out tonight."

"Oh honey," Hoseok places a hand on your shoulder "Trust me, it is like that. Jungkook has never acted like this with a girl. He's always known to shy away from every pretty girl he saw. But you-"

He smiles and nods in approval "He's so comfortable around you and if he's actually showing off some confidence. Which means he must really want you too."

You look at Hoseok and process his words. Jungkook was acting different. He used to so shy that he couldn't even sit next to you. But slowly he started to reveal more of himself to you and he was actually a lot different to what people made him out to be. He was so kind to you, was always there to support you and hold you, he made you laugh, he loved to dance with you, to play with you. Just to be around you.

"I guess." you give a small chuckle, you can't help but smile while thinking back on how you and Jungkook hung out, how it made you feel. You weren't the only one falling for him. He was falling for you too.

Jimin observes your expression and can't smiling a bit himself.

But she's happy.

Even though Jimin had been planning to fight for you the day he laid his eyes on you, he couldn't help but feel happy for you in that moment. Every time he saw you dance, laugh or smile his heart lit up and all he wanted to do was make you smile even more. But you seemed fine without him. You were already happy with who you were with.

"You better get going then." Jimin says, meeting your eyes again.

"Yeah," you agree, realizing it was already past 8. "I probably should but do you guys know which room he's in?"

Hoseok points to the room opposite of where you were standing. "Right there."

You thank him "See you guys around." You turn away from them.

"Yeah, have fun." Hoseok says while wiggling his eyebrows and giving you a sly smile.

"Hyung, let's go." Jimin pulls on Hoseok's arm and they start walking down the hall. Jimin stops and turns around.

"Hey, Y/N?"

"Hm?" you turn around to face him.

He sighs as the breathtaking sight of you one last time. "You look beautiful."

You blink at him, the way he said it was so different to the Hoseok complimented you. You can feel it in his voice.

You simply smile at him in return "Thanks, Jimin."

Jimin nods and smiles at you "No worries."

He clings to Hoseok's arm and walks down the hallway, smiling.

You gaze at Jimin and Hoseok walking down the hallway laughing and talking. You clear your throat and knock on the door. Preparing yourself by pulling down your dress and touching up your hair.

Jungkook opens the door "Finally, I've been playing while I was-"

As soon as his eyes lands on you he stops talking, eyes widening at the sight of you. His mouth drops but no words fall out as he takes in your stunning appearance. He stares at how the tight black dress hugs your curves and all he can think about is how your body would feel against his. How smooth your soft tanned skin would feel against his lips and his fingertips.

"You were?" you cut his thoughts and wait for him to finish his sentence as he continues to stare.

"I-I uh, I-fuck, I didn't know what the hell I was doing." he finally confesses and you giggle, finding his flustered self adorable.

As you predicted Jungkook was wearing a slick black suit with a smooth white collared shirt. You notice how his shirt is so thin it's almost see through. If only a little water was to land on his shirt, you would get an easy glimpse of his abs.

Get your shit together, Y/N!

You still had the rest of the night to get through before you could fantasize. Or maybe all your fantasies would come true before you would get a chance even imagine them?

"Are you done staring at my chest?"

You look up to see Jungkook smirking down at you with an eyebrow raised.

Damn it! You were doing so well!

You let out a breath "Yup, I was just taking in the lovely design. What, uh, brand is it?"

"Gucci." he simply answers.

Of course it is.

"Shall we head down?"

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Your eyes quiver in fear as you step out the vehicle. The warm air of Miami surrounds you with comfort. The night was arriving and the stars started to appear to decorate the black sky.

Jungkook closes the door for you and offers his elbow. "Ma'am?" he says with a small eyebrow raise.

"Oh so now we've gone from 'babe' to 'ma'am', huh?" you say sliding your arm with his.

The car journey had been painful, even though it was only a two minute drive. The sexual tension in the car had driven you crazy making it seem like forever. Your bodies were begging for them to touch each other, but since there was a driver and it was a short drive Jungkook had merely kept one hand placed on your knee. Which then had been slowly riding up your thigh. If it wasn't for the driver finally pulling the car to a stop you were sure that Jungkook wouldn't have hesitated to go up further.

Jungkook chuckles "Are you saying you prefer 'babe'?"

"I don't know." you look at him straight in the eyes "Guys usually don't call girls that until they are actually their babes."

At that Jungkook's smile drops and he looks away from you pouting. "But you are my babe." he mumbles.

Jungkook leads you into the tall building, instead of finding a table on the first floor he heads straight to the elevator and enters it with you still hooked on his arm.

"Where are we going?" you ask nervously "Aren't we going to eat first?"

"Noona, relax." he grabs your hand and squeezes it while giving you a small reassuring smile.

The numbers above keep increasing until you guys finally reach the highest floor. The doors open to reveal the roof of the building. You feel the air hit you, colder than it was before making an uneasy feeling settle in your stomach. "You don't plan on pushing me off the roof, do you?" your brain asks its scared thoughts aloud.

He unhooks his arm and holds your hand, pulling you out of the elevator. You walk hand in hand out onto the roof. Turning around the corner of the elevator you gasp at the sight. You let go of Jungkook's hand and run up to the railing, leaning against it to get a better view of the scenery.

The entire city of Miami was lights up before your eyes. The tall buildings still manages to tower even though you were already so high up. Your eyes focuses on all the traffic and cars so far down below you but you don't hear any of the noises, only the wind blowing sounds to your ears as it sings a song just for you. Your eyes raise themselves to capture all of the shining stars that pierce through the clouds, making the clouds shy away from the stars ultimate beauty.

A pair of hands snake around your waist, locking you in an embrace. You feel his heat burning through his shirt and against your bare back. You place a hand on his as he rest his head against yours.

"Jungkook, this is beautiful."

"Yeah?" he says. You turn your head to look at him gazing at you and nod.

"But not as beautiful as you."

You roll your eyes at his sweet but cheesy line and look back at the view "Oh my gosh, sorry JK. That one, didn't work."

"No?" he laughs "Well I've got plenty more to try out over dinner."

"Dinner?"

He unlocks his arms from your small waist and lets you turn around to find a candle lit table in the corner of the roof.

"The night can't get any better." you say smiling at the sight of food displayed in front of you.

"Trust me, noona." Jungkook's eyes darken, he licks his lips "It will."

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A/N: Whooooooo! Jungkook's kinky ass is revealing itself.

Also I can't believe I have to remind you guys in this book too but slut shaming will not be allowed. Any comments like that will be deleted especially when you're judging someone just by the way they dress.

It's her choice, let her wear whatever the fuck she wants