"You guys sure are fast, aren't you?" Jungkook follows me into the kitchen. "Like, it took you only four days since you first met to start dating."

"Umm..." I start making myself a cup of coffee as I answer. "I really think it would be good if you minded your own business. Don't ask stupid questions to your elders."

Jungkook mumbles a muffled "fuck you" as he continues doing the dishes from where he had left off. Both of us work in silence for a while before Jungkook decides to ask another question from his never-ending series of inquisitive thoughts. "What was her name again?"

"Y/N. Kim Y/N." I answer.

"And she is Taehyung's younger sister, right?"

"Yes, she is."

"What if he comes to know of your affair? He certainly wouldn't approve of his sister being in a relationship with a flower seller..."

I seriously had not thought about it. "That is a valid point." I drain the last of the coffee from my mug as a thought strikes me. "Y/N is introverted. That can come to our rescue."

"And how, may I ask?"

"First things first, she doesn't talk to her brother much. So, I really don't think she would disclose such a personal thing to him. Secondly, she loves me and I know it."

"What has that got to do with playing safe?" Jungkook almost cringes at the last sentence I spoke.

"If she loves me, she most certainly wouldn't want to sabotage her own relationship." I shrug.

"You might be right..." Jungkook starts to hum a soft tune. His chores for the day are nearing completion, and he can't wait to run to the basement that he has converted into his dance studio to vibe with some pop music. The genre he lives for.

Y/N P.O.V.

"Tae!" I throw the pillow at him. "You promised me a sundae!"

"When did I do that?" He asks, pretending nonchalance. I roll my eyes.

"You monster!" I almost yell. "That time when I went to pay the check on your behalf-"

"Ahh, now I remember." He interjects me with his boxy smile, and I try hard to not melt at the look on his face. "Now stop being cross with me. Come here and give me a hug."

I roll my eyes for the second time in the last five minutes and walk to him to give him a quick hug. "Hugs don't and can't compensate for sundaes and you have got to give it to me, as soon as possible."

He takes his phone out of his coat pocket and switches it on. "Here, let me order a sundae for you." He opens the food delivery app and asks me what I want. Of course, a brownie stoned sundae. My choice is clear.

"Cool, thank you!" I clap my hands together and give him another quick hug. I run up to my room and lock the door from inside, and, taking the laptop out of my closet, sit down on my worktable to get started with homework assignments.

I open the school website and type in my login credentials. I key in the password and my profile opens up. I see an email from my Chemistry teacher, Mister Park Jimin.

Kim Y/N, I am impressed by the progress your Chemistry has made. Keeping that in mind, I have decided to make you go through the harder study material, and its exercises. Attached with this mail you will find a Google Docs file with an advanced paper on the applications of organometallic compounds, and another file with some problems for practice. I expect you to turn in the work by the next Sunday i.e. 01/31/2021.

Whoa!

Harder study material? As if I wasn't busy with my creative writing workshop, now I'd have to do harder homework? But the upside of things is that I would get an A in this Chemistry course, leaving some extra time for me to prepare better for Mathematics, my weakest subject.

I read the paper he has sent in through the mail for a while. The harder learning content is somewhat difficult to grasp, obviously, and after a half-hour struggle to understand it, I give up for the time being.

My thoughts drift to the kiss, or rather, the peck I had today. I recall the touch of his lips, his soft, velvety cushions attaching themselves to mine. I imagine those lips smashed against my lips, his tongue exploring each and every corner of my mouth.