"I think I like you best when you're just with me and no one else."
- Cigarettes After Sex

After showering you wore a black strap body fit dress under a white unbuttoned oversized shirt. Combing your dry hair you tie them up in a loose clutch taking a good look at your dress before going with it.

In Korea, you only wore baggy outfits. Loose trousers on oversized T-shirts and hoodies on shorts. Most of the outfits you had were just the same. Before you came here Jennie especially took you out shopping, buying you clothes that suited your personality.

It wasn't like you didn't want to look pretty. You just preferred comfort over style. But now, it was different. Jungkook's friends were coming over. Those friends who have always been with him in his hard and good times. You were familiar with the names since he kept mentioning about them in the emails. You just had to see who were who.

On top of that, they knew about you. Y/n, who Jungkook still thought of as a little kid with a helmet cut, who just grew up to look pretty having the same clumsy personality he found cute. His best friend.

There was no reason for him to see you as a woman. The way he acted towards you and Jennie was significantly different and you knew he would never treat you the same way he treated Jennie.

Like a man who's in love with his woman.

Sighing, you get seated in front of the vanity table and pick up a gloss, slightly dapping it over your already pink lips. After you apply a little moisturizer on your face you get up satisfied, wearing carpet slippers and taking a last look at yourself before leaving.

The loud laughs and grunts of guys spread on the ground floor as you step down the stairs, now seeing all of them. One of them who was doing arm wrestling catches sight of you and pauses his gaze on you. You do a little bow and the guy does a half bow, his eyes stuck on you, whereas his opponent glances back at where he was watching, to notice you.

His mouth parts as you flick your hair strand behind your hair getting the attention of the remaining guys who were busy in their world before they saw you. Your gaze finds the only guy you knew, Taehyung, who shuts the magazine he was reading on the couch, focusing on only you as you finally get down the stairs.

"I've brought some drinks," Jungkook removes his shoes keeping the umbrella inside the stand while coming inside with a polythene full of soju. "Let's prepare-" he slows in his steps as he finds all of his friends staring to his right.

He blinks wondering what happened and turns his head towards their direction of attention witnessing none other than you being the centre of interest in the room filling the space with his friends.

You were there innocently standing, both of your small hands clenched together nervously. Your big round eyes flickered at him like they found their saviour. Jungkook chuckles, finding you cute and approaching you as you murmur some words with those glossy heart-shaped lips, troubled.

He squints his eyes, why was he now noticing that you had heart-shaped lips?

"What?" He asks bending down to your height, resting his palm on the table for support and bringing his ears close to your lips to hear you again. You lean forward, cupping his ear, "I think you didn't tell them I was here."

You whisper in his ears as Jungkook pulls himself back and shakes his head at you speaking in a normal voice, "I did." He pays attention to his friends, placing the polythene of drinks on the table.

"This is my childhood friend Y/n." He smiles and looks down at you meeting their knowing gazes, "The one who is staying with me."

He moves his eyes now to his friends who stare at him unbelievably, "Really, Jungkook?" One of his friends deadpans, "You never mentioned she was going to be so pretty though."

You immediately blush and Jungkook raises his brows taken aback. His mouth finding it difficult to find words at this moment. If he remembers, his friends never showed interest in dating girls let alone compliment them but now... it was a first for him. One of the reasons why he was comfortable making you meet his friends while at it.

"I'm Jimin." The guy who called you pretty just now comes forward with a sweet smile. He looked like a doll at the first look. His fair skin, sharp eyes, and pulp-full lips were just like a doll's. He keeps one of his hands in his black jeans, casually standing in front of you adjusting a long silver chain that went along with his dark green shirt with half sleeves, the slim yet strong feminine arms taking your attention.

You pull on your long sleeves, meeting eye with an eye with Jimin, "Hey, Jimin." You heard about Jimin almost a lot of times in Jungkook's emails. He was that one friend who helped him choose gifts and chocolates for you. He had a good eye for gifts and places.

"I remember very well how he mentioned that you were like a little bud." Another friend of Jungkook comes closer to greet you, "But now that I see you in person..." He stands beside Jimin giving you a grin, " You are a flower that bloomed beautifully." He forwards his hand to shake hands with you, "I'm Hobi." He introduces himself and you feel sunshine and warmth surrounding you.

He was such a sweet person. "Thank You." You go to shake hands with him as Jungkook pushes the sleeves of your hand upwards so that it doesn't get in between the handshake. You press your lips and fold up your sleeves immediately, shaking hands with Hobi. "You are good with your words, Hobi." You compliment him too and he tilts his head back laughing.

His smile attracted you more than the white polo collar shirt he was wearing on loose denim jeans. Few lose silver chains complimenting his wrists as he runs fingers through his silky black hair seeing you adoringly. Hobi was that guy who always pushed Jungkook to hang out even in his tight schedules so that he could make some time to relax too. He was the kind of friend every person wanted in their life.

"I'm Jin." A tall, broad-shouldered guy with full lips and clear skin, looking way too handsome introduces himself. SeokJin, if you remember was his full name. "It's good to see you." He gives you a little smile. You could sense his maturity and high stance from just one look at him.

A closed buttoned-up shirt over a white shirt beneath and black pants that go very well with his outfit. "You are beautiful." His eyes smile, "For a second I thought I was watching an advertisement on television." He chuckles and you palm your mouth from smiling way too much, "That's one way to exaggerate your words." You bow at him, thanking him.

Jin was the eldest one in his friend group. The one who took care of everyone. Jin shakes his head, "I just chose the right words to come up on how you were looking to me." He again smiles and you feel shrunken at his honest words.

"He's indeed going all out." Two of Jungkook's friends finally stand before you. One of them who just said those words smile. Two evident dimples appear on both of his cheeks as he charms you with just his bold voice that screamed authority. "I'm Kim Namjoon." His calm and deep voice sends shivers through your spine.

You tighten your fist and lose them, forwarding your hand towards him. Very glad to meet him. Namjoon's smile widens as he shakes hands with you. You smile even more and Jungkook notices you showing your interest in him.

But of course, you weren't interested in him in that aspect. You looked upon him. One of Jungkook's friends you wanted to meet since you heard about him. Jungkook never spoke much about him but once he did, it always felt like he could speak paragraphs and paragraphs about him.

Kim Namjoon, the man he was for being the biggest support system for Jungkook. The one and only one who helped Jungkook have this strong mentality and physic. When Jungkook was at his lowest because of his weight he had Namjoon who stood him up and insisted he workout every day with him.

Namjoon let go of your hand as you realized you were holding it out for too long. You get embarrassed, retrieving your hand back and resting them on your hips. You got a little excited, didn't you?

But... there was one more friend of his, yet to meet.

"Yoongi," The person who came with Namjoon to meet you, says his name. A wide smile plastered on his face, his gummy smile widening your eyes. His cat eyes almost closed because of his smile. Tucking his long hair strands behind his ear, he takes your attention. "I've noticed that you got a very pretty smile." He points at your lips, "Because you have heart-shaped lips."

He makes Jungkook shift behind you, "Right?" Jungkook speaks this time, "I noticed too." He says his part and you look up at him with surprise. He never mentioned it anytime though.

Jungkook shrugs and you shift your eyes to Yoongi paying attention to him. "Just like Tae." Yoongi points out, adding more to his words and your eyes go wide at the realization. Indeed. You noticed that too.

Yoongi nods calling for Taehyung, his jaw flexing at his head tilt. Yoongi was as beautiful as his friends. A brown oversized sweatshirt half tucked in his neatly ironed dark brown pants. The silky hair slicked back showing off his round silver earrings. Jungkook mentioned him as one of his older brothers who didn't interact much with just anyone, but once he got to know the person he is one of the best people out there. He was always there for Jungkook whenever he needed advice.

Taehyung makes his way to the group, removing you from your thoughts. You would never get used to his beautiful face. That soft hair, pretty eyes, perfect dressing sense and that one person after Jungkook who was showered with proposals. They were quite popular and you wouldn't agree less. You were witnessing it through your own eyes.

♪ Double Take - Dhruv ♪

"So..." Jungkook walks behind you, picking up the bag of soju bottles from the table, "If we're done with introductions shall we get to cooking?" He opens the refrigerator placing the bottles inside, "Y/n must be hungry."

You stand there fazed watching Jungkook remove the food necessities and straight walking into the kitchen. The others start to scatter away agreeing with him while... Taehyung stands before you wanting to speak to you. You stare at him waiting for him to speak as he looks like he was finding it hard to find words.

He bites his lower lip and shakes his head, scrubbing his hair, finding himself hesitating and at a loss for words. So, he bows you goodbye before running away into the kitchen leaving you as be.

Scratching your neck confused, you get in the hall to see everyone washing the vegetables in the basin whereas few of them were arranging the empty dishes on the table.

Entering the kitchen with the mindset of helping them, you find Jungkook cutting onions. His eyes focused on the plate below as he chops those onions like a pro as if he was a chef. He was a good cook. Even the cake he made was delicious.

"You need some help?" You find yourself asking only him out of all the guys in this house. Jungkook lets out a very small smile that reached the end of his lips eventually making his dimple appear deeper.

You lean sideways to see him properly as he glances at you, looking back at the chopped onions and stuffing them on another plate. "You should rest Y/n."

Your name. It still hit you whenever he took your name. You weren't ever getting used to this.

"I just wanted to be of some help." You twist your lips as Jungkook hums, mixing the soup. You wait for his response and Jungkook picks out a teaspoon from the stand and dips it in the soup, before forwarding it to you, "Would you tell me how that tastes?" he blows at the hot steam on the spoon, "My tastebuds burned earlier when I tried tasting it."

You bite back a smile and he gives you a tight smile extending the spoon to your lips as you decline, trying to take the spoon from his grip but he just brushes your hand away, "It'll fall."

You sigh, closing your lips on the spoon and taking a sip. The warm taste hits your tongue and you see him with big round eyes before letting go of the spoon. "It tastes superb." You give him a thumbs up approving his cooking skills and earning the biggest smile from him. His pretty bunny teeth on full display in front of you.

"Now off you go." He looks away from you and you frown, resting your fist on your hips. "I don't want to be the only one sitting and-" Jungkook sighs, tucking the spoon in the stand and boring his doe eyes on you, saying you clearly that there's no need for you to be here when he's here handling things pretty well and there's no need for you to tire yourself out.

You pout and his eyes flutter down on your lips before looking back at your eyes again.

He just quietly stares at you for like two minutes and you were starting to blush staying in his eyes for so long. "What... ?" Your voice comes out very weak and slow. The weight of your lover's gaze on you was weakening your knees.

"Why'd you tie your hair up though?"

You blink, "My hair?"

He hums, raising his arm and going for your clutch. Everything happens very slowly from your point of view. Releasing the tied-up hair from the clutch, he lowers his eyes on you, the dark brown eyes staring right into your soul, "You look beautiful with your hair down, you know."

Your hair slips down on your shoulders as your newly cut bangs shudder down your face and Jungkook's lens widens, your reflection shining amidst them.

"You've cut your hair..." He notices as his hands reach for your hair that fell until your shoulders now. He sees them slipping through his fingers as he tries to lower his hand down in search of the longer length.

Only if your heart was weak, you could've been long dead. Jeon Jungkook the killer, stabbing your heart continuously. A murderer you'd gladly want to be killed for, again and again.

"Yeah, I wanted to." You say and he takes a good look at your face and the new cut. "I think you should do this..." Jungkook gets back to cooking, averting his eyes away from you, "...Why don't you check on Taehyung?" He stirs the soup, "I asked him to bring ramen packets from my room, I wonder what's taking him so long." He does not pay attention to you anymore and you feel your heart sink.

You nod, taking the clutch from his grip as he lets it go, finding you walk out while tying your hair up back again as you leave the kitchen. A defeated sigh exasperated out of his chest.

Jungkook's room was right beside yours and you stomp your feet on your way there running for your life. He just called you beautiful. Not cute or childish but beautiful. For the first time, it felt like he saw you as a woman. You could hear your heart throbbing in your chest.

"You looked beautiful with your hair down." Oh, God. Since when he noticed all that about you??

You rub your flushed face, opening the door of Jungkook's room only to see it getting stuck in between. You come back to reality trying to get in but the door seems resistant to the pressure.

What the hell was wrong with the door? And why was it acting up right now?

You step back a little and go full force only to see the door opening wide exposing Taehyung with hands full of ramen looking at you in surprise and getting startled along as you don't seem to pull yourself back.

Both of your eyes go wide as you ultimately crash with him, subtly throwing him down on the ground with a big thud as you follow next, right after him.

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