His lips graze against my jawline. I close my eyes in response to the sensation.

He starts placing short, sweet kisses all over my face. "Yoon...Yoongi!" My breath is caught in my throat as I see all my fantasies about him realizing themselves at this moment. Never before have I ever felt these things, these feelings, these sensations that both of us know to be forbidden and sinful. But fuck, this feels so good.

His lips combined with his tongue skillfully work their magic on my face. Slowly, I feel his veiny hands travel up and clutch my jaw tightly between the long thick fingers. I feel the velvety soft cushions of his lips making their way to my lips, giving them a small peck. He breaks the proximity between us by pulling away softly, his hands still lying on the small of my back.

He smiles at me.

"Wait, is this all? A peck is what you call a kiss?!" I exclaim. And here I was, expecting my first kiss to be the best I would ever have. It would be all sloppy and deep and French and everything as first kisses really are portrayed in films. There, my hopes were dashed onto the ground.

"Hey...hey, take it easy, kitten. All in good time. This is just the beginning of our relationship." He gives me a wide gummy smile. "Now go back to your home. Your brother must be pacing back and forth, worried and waiting for you to return." He bends to take a small bar of chocolate out from the desk drawer. "Here, for you." He offers it to me.

I grab it with both of my hands. "This...what for?" I smile a little.

"Just felt like it." He shrugs, going to sit on his chair by the cashier's desk. He takes a ball point pen in his hands and plays with it for a while. "Bye, Y/N. Hope to meet you again soon. Don't forget, I'll be waiting." He gives me a small smile. I smile back.

"Bet you wanna." I give him a side smile as I push the glass door open, leaning onto it. He smirks.

"I know you want me."

Knowing what he just said is more than true, I simply shake my head and exit the beautiful shop.

7.00 PM

Yoongi P.O.V.

"Jungkook-ah!" I call my brother upstairs to my room. I am seated on my bed.

"What happened, hyung?" He pokes his head in through the door of my bedroom.

"Come, sit here." I pat the mattress beside me, indicating the spot I want him to sit on. He obliges. "I want to share something with you."

"I am listening." He nods his head, coming closer to me.

"What were you doing downstairs?" I ask him.

"I was doing the dishes, duh. Just my regular chores. Why'd you ask?"

"The dishes can wait." I bite my lip. "This is something really important." I inhale slowly.

"Then stop beating round the bush and tell me." He has obviously lost his patience. That look on his face actually hurries me up.

"There is this girl-"

"I knew it. I just knew it. You can't live without being a colossal flirt, can you?" He exclaims on the highest octave of his voice.

I fix him a look. Disapproving.

"Okay-okay..." He grumbles. "Go on, don't mind me."

"Yeah so, like I said, there is this girl that comes to our shop often...she is very pretty. She must be around eighteen. She has this cute nose, big brown eyes and hair that's neither too long nor too short, kinda falls at her shoulders-"

"I know who she is! She is Y/N, isn't she?" He interrupts me. "That girl to whom I delivered those pots of flowers the other day! She too seemed interested in you."

Huh? I continue, nevertheless.

"That brings me to my next point, we have officially begun dating."

"What the actual fuck!" He throws his hand to his mouth. "You are not kidding me, are you?"

"Nope." I yawn.

"Good news! My hyung just got a girl!" He starts singing at the top of his voice. I calm him down.

"Stop being a shitty clown, Jungkook."

"I am not shitty, you are shitty. Why didn't you tell me before?" He yells at me.

"Because we began dating today." I make a face.

"Oh okay." He smiles foolishly. I chuckle at his cuteness.

"Well, best of luck. Even though she is quite young." He voices his opinion skeptically.

"Age is just a number." Saying thus, I stand up.