"Please..." he begs in my ear, making it impossible for me to push him away. I sigh but close the door behind him.

"What is happening?" I keep it low to not get caught by anyone, and he moves his head to stare deep into my eyes without taking his arms away from me. "I can't sleep..." he pecks my lips, his fingers toying with my fabric behind my back. He presses his lips against mine again but holds me tighter, squeezing my body onto his. "Why can't you sleep?"

He shrugs but hides his face on the side of mine, acting like a baby that needs comfort and affection. I put my arms around his waist and press a kiss on his ear, getting his cheek to brush mine as if my touch affected him. "Get on the bed," I step back and move forward to lock the door, and he goes on the mattress. He tucks himself under the blanket, and I join him, but he changes position to make me get next to the wall.

He does not say a word but covers both of our bodies with the blanket that still has the heat of my body, and he encloses my body with his arms to rest his head on my pillow and have his face against the side of mine. His soothing breathing tickles my skin, my hands caress his arms, and I turn my head to dive into his soul. "Tell me what's going on, Jungkook. I heard that you fought with Dongsik...what happened between you all?"

He stares at me and cannot hide his emotions. "What did he tell you on the bus?" he puts this forth, his jealousy certainly controlling him. I feel like Dongsik is the reason why he's here since I spent some time with him. "He just told me to check up on you often. He knew that would make you happy."

His eyes drop to my lips. "Do you like him? Are you attracted to him...?"

"No, I'm not, Jungkook," I erase the doubt from his mind. "You're the one I love."

He keeps staring at me, looking without any kind of happiness or real relief. "If we fought...that's because of the way he acts with you...I'm jealous...Jaehyun went a bit too far earlier when he got mad at him for what happened yesterday...I felt bad afterward because I realized he shouldn't have talked to him that way, and I wanted to apologize, but he kept on flirting with you today...so he doesn't even care..."

"He does care, Jungkook. I talked to him, he pretended that he was fine, but he is not. You're really all important for him...I know what I'm saying, trust me," I don't reveal all the things Dongsik told me but make him understand their relationship means a lot to him. "You don't need to be jealous, I love you and no one else."

"I love you too...I will apologize to him, I shouldn't have acted that way..." he murmurs near my lips and gazes down at them. "Don't be mad at him," I smile and pass my thumb over his forearm in a delicate manner. He nods, the tip of his nose skimming my cheekbone. I smile at him, but he closes his eyes and joins our lips. He kisses me as if he was in a soft mood, he makes it really slow, gentle, loving, but since the position isn't the best for me, I just peck his lips, however, he does not pull away, he elevates his head from the pillow and connects our lips once again to kiss me even more sensually and deeply.

"I dreamed of you some minutes ago..." his fingers comb my hair back, kindly brushing the side of my head. "I stumbled upon you and Dongsik...you were both kissing in your bed...and...I never felt so hurt before...when I woke up I could still feel the pain in my heart...I swear I cried for a few seconds when all of this happened in my head..." the emotions pass through his words as what I expected to be the cause of his behavior is now confirmed. "I'm sorry for being immature..." he bends over and hides his face in the crook of my neck. "I need to learn how to have confidence and trust you...I just don't know how to control my jealousy when I see you with another man...this hurts me and makes me fear I could lose you...you mean a lot to me..." he mumbles against my skin.

The corners of my lips curve up, and I put my arms around his neck to play with his hair. "It's okay, don't apologize. I'm going to show you that you can trust me."

His soft and warm lips kiss my sensitive neck, and he hugs me back. I pamper his ear and face to change the mood and fill his veins with happiness. "You should go back to your bed and sleep, baby."

"I should..." he exhales against my skin and kisses it again. "But I don't want to...I feel better in your arms," his whispers relax me, and he keeps on running his lips over my neck. "I don't do this because I don't want to be with you, you know it, right?" I run my fingers through his hair, and he nods, causing his warm skin and hair to tickle my cheek.

I do not say anything since I know he just needs some minutes with me, so I stay quiet, I comb his hair and play with his ear, caressing it. I close my eyes at the soothing sensation this brings me, and he slightly moves back to rests his head on my chest but hides it in the crook of my neck.

We do not even talk, but yet, this feels good. Touching each other, hearing the other's breathing, listening to their heartbeat, that is enough to make me feel the softness that love can bloom because with him, this feels sincere, and the way he asks for some affection and physical contact makes me melt and feel worth it.

The warm air leaving his lungs to end on my neck sends delicate shivers down my spine, and I smile, feeling his arms around my body, clinging onto me, his relaxed but strong heartbeat throbbing against me. He's a real baby.

Feeling like he's falling asleep, I turn my head towards him and rest it on his, but I brush my fingers over his cheekbone, his cheek, and his jawline, but his reaction makes me believe that he's already in his dreams.

"Hey..." I whisper and tickle his ear, but he does not react, so I give a kind squeeze to his cheek. "Jungkook."

"Hm..." he moves his face against my neck and goes forth to tighten his hold around me, but I beam and turn to my side to face him and embrace him as well. "You fell asleep."

"That's not true..." he murmurs and smiles, his lips touching my chest. I lower my head to have my cheek on his, and he lifts the blanket higher on us as if he wanted to be in a cocoon with me only, safe in the warmth. "You're a liar," I tease him, making sure he does not doze off again. "No...you're a liar..." he smiles and squeezes me in his arms, but since I need to keep him awake, I put my fingers on his soft, thin lips and annoy him. "Those are full of lies."

"No, they're full of love," he pecks my fingers without caring about what I say, and I move my head to look at him but giggle. His lips press a kiss onto mine and he never pulls away. "There. Now the lies are on yours."

I kiss him back to play along. "I give them back to you."

"No, that's too late, ma'am. They're still on yours," he behaves in a lovey-dovey way, but I do not hate it or dislike it, I let myself enjoy how cute this is with him. "And if I wipe them off?"

"Then they will get on your hand," he responds. "All right then, I keep them on my lips," I give up but brushes his hair back, and he asks for another kiss anew, he holds me tight and skims my lips with his, getting my heart to flutter. "Share those lies with me again, please."

"You're starting to become a sweet talker with those words," I chuckle but lock our lips to give him what he wants, and he does not even waste his time talking back, he kisses me with tenderness and never breaks the contact, even if this is slow, this is passionate.

I guess I won't be able to send him back to his bedroom soon.

— Next day —

Saturday, October 12, 2019.

6 am.

The ringtone of my alarm clock resounds through the room, but I hurry to grab it and turn it off. My phone in my hand, I sigh and realize Jungkook is still with me. I squint my sleepy eyes to see through the brightness of the sunlight, and I put my phone back on my nightstand, trapped with Jungkook behind me, his arms wrapped around my body.

This is one of the best ways to wake up and start a day, but this is complicated in this case, we cannot be seen together.

Against my will, I roll on my back and focus on Jungkook to wake him up in a delicate manner. I pass my hand through my hair but rub my finger on his lips. "Hey..."

He frowns but does not answer, so I insist a little more. "Jungkook," I keep my voice low as we both did last night, and I caress his arm to get a reaction from him. This works, he wakes up but whines. "Mommy..." he does not understand what I'm trying to do and worsens it by leaning over to hug me, giving me a hard time with this nickname he probably couldn't hold back from saying. "Jungkook, no...you have to go back to your bedroom while you still have a chance not to fall upon anyone."

"Just five seconds..." he requires more than allowed. "I already told you a few minutes last night...Jungkook, please...everyone is going to wake up as well."

"Ok..." his gloomy voice breaks my heart, but I do not surrender again, I cannot. "Come on," I press a kiss on his cheek once he moves his head up from my chest, his messy hair and adorable morning face making me long for some cuddles. He takes this treat but looks at me, one arm still over my stomach, he bends over and kisses my lips. "I love you..." he whispers before repeating his action one more time to straighten up. "I love you too."

He makes eye contact with me but gives me one of the sweetest smiles ever, so I return it but stand up with him. "Let me check first," I rub my eyes to see more clearly, and while he's waiting behind me, I open the door but do it gradually, and once it's done, I peek over the wall and look in the hallways.

No one is here, so I make fast to let Jungkook go out, but when he steps out, he cannot hold back from brushing his fingers past mine. We both smile at each other, and I force myself to close the door when he's away.

•••

9 am.

"All right, guys," Mister Park makes them focus, the day starting in the cold outside. They all try to warm themselves up and listen. "Today, we're getting to work, so we'll go separate ways. There will be three groups, one of twenty students with two teachers who stays here to take care of the tents, fireplace, and all. Then, one group will go to get the wood, and the other one will go to pick some fruits, mushrooms, or more."

"Sir," Jaehyun raises his hand. "Do we get to use an axe to cut the wood?"

"Yes," he nods, getting them all to be excited about this but already fight to be in the wood group. "I'm in then!" he steps forth to have a chance, making me smile like an idiot. I look at the other students who are arguing but catch Dongsik staring. As soon as our eyes meet, he pushes his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket and glances away.

Does he have to talk to me but does not dare?

"Stop it!" Mister Park gets mad, shouting to calm them down. "I'm the one deciding who does what, so no need to fight. Got it?"

They do not yell anymore but only sigh out of defeat. "Now," my colleague breathes out and begins to pick the ones who will stay here. "Wait, Sir. I just want to know something," Jaehyuk interrupts him and moves forward. "What?"

"Which group does Miss Han lead?" he smirks but puts his eyes on me. I cross my fingers to not be with him and his friends. "The one in which you won't be," Mister Park makes it hard for me to not smile, and some other students scoffs at his great answer.

"I'm going with her, I don't care," he steps towards me, processing through the gravels and dead leaves. I bite on my inner cheek and avoid looking at him and the guys he's bringing. "No, you go where I tell you to go, understood? I'm not gonna let a brat like you ruin her day."

"Who says I ruin her day? I make it better," he puts his arm around my neck to touch me, but my colleague acts upon his behavior. He stomps towards us and grabs him by his arm to almost throw him away, going a bit too roughly with a student. He stares straight into his eyes and says some words to him without us hearing it.

I know he hates him and cannot stand the way he behaves with me, but he might get into trouble if he does this.

"Mister Park," the teacher that I do not appreciate pronounces his name, coldly. "Leave him alone," he orders him to do, but he clenches his jaw and comes by my side.

"Miss Han will take care of the wood," he lets them know but creates some offensive surprise. "Miss Han? The wood? Ma'am..." Cheolmin grasps all my attention. "I like you a lot, and I don't want to sound sexist, but are you sure you can do this?"

"Of course I can," I assert myself but cannot help grinning. I know why he thinks that, and I understand him. Even Mister Kang didn't want to let me do it because he wanted a man to be the one to go for that task. "Just because you can't see my muscles does not mean I don't have them."

"Sure, ma'am," he smirks but in a cute manner. "Just...we'll be there to help you anyway."

"Thank you," I do not get annoyed by his remarks since I don't have a body that expresses strength and force. I still can do it, I'm confident.

"Who wants to go with Miss Han?" Mister Park asks, but almost all the hands raise. "Ok..." he sighs with despair while I'm chuckling. My eyes land on Jungkook, but I fall upon him already smiling at me.

"Dongsik, you've done a great job with her yesterday, come here," he picks him, making me feel happy to have him with me since he's the strongest and tallest. He walks towards me and stands by my side, letting the teacher pick the others.

"I hope I'm not bothering," the delicate, manly voice forces me to turn towards it, and I gaze up into his eyes. "Don't say that, you'll never bother me."

He beams but bites his lips to hide it, and he looks at the other students, however, Jungkook appears into sight and goes behind me. I wonder why he hasn't talked to Dongsik again, he said he would apologize, but they're still away from each other.

After this, the twelve other students join my group one by one. Now the three groups are made.

"Okay, since we don't want to get lost, make sure to always stay with your teacher, all right? Because if you get lost, we won't look for you," he makes it clear but only for them to obey and not try anything stupid. "That's mean, Sir."

"Yes, but if you get lost, this is your fault because you didn't listen," he responds to him and walks away. "Where's the axe, ma'am?" one of the boys asks me, eager to start. I turn towards him and point my finger at the item. "There, you can take it."

"Yeah!" he shouts his joy and rushes towards it. Why are they so excited about using an axe?

"Do we have something to bring or carry the wood?" Dongsik's voice soothes everything, but I shake my head. "Unfortunately, Mister Kang said we will only use our arms..."

"Well then, we'll carry the wood for you," his considerate side takes the upper hand, and I do not disagree since I know he won't change his mind. "I'm here," the boy with the axe comes back, but I take it away from him to make sure he does not hurt anyone. "Be careful with it..." Jungkook mumbles but keeps his eyes fixed on me. "I know. Don't be worried," I give him a reassuring smile but peek at my colleagues to know what to do.

Since they're all getting ready, I take the guys with me and move deeper into the woods.

"Ma'am, since we're not at school," Cheolmin steps before the other guys to be by my side. "Can I ask you some questions to get to know you more?"

"Yes, go ahead," I smile at him, not refusing. "What's your favorite color?" he surprises me with a cute question, making me look at him and answer with pleasure. "Red."

"What's your favorite food?" he passes to another one, but since I need to keep an eye on all the students, I check up on them all the time. "I don't know, I like food a lot, but maybe jajangmyeon."

"Ok, and what do you like in a man?" he now goes straight to the personal ones, I expected it a little. "Loyalty, respect, and consideration."

"And physically?" he does not care about the words I said a minute ago, so I chuckle and glance at him. "Why do you want to know that?"

"Out of curiosity," he shrugs, grinning like an innocent boy when I know his mind is not. "I don't know, I don't have any preferences."

"All right, so does that mean you would date me if we get along and that I'm not your student anymore?" he tries his luck, but I put an end to his fantasies. "Cheolmin, don't ask me this type of question," I smile to kindly reject him. "Oh...do you have a boyfriend?"

"Yes, I do," I nod and avoid looking at my baby boy who must feel proud. "Wow...my heart's been broken so many times..." he lays his hand on his chest to express his pain, but I cannot help chuckling. "Stop it."

"Is your boyfriend good with you though? Because if he's not, you should totally break up with him," his attempt makes me feel soft, but I shake my head. "He's a great man, I'll never break up with him. He's too cute and awesome."

"Oh...all right then..." he drops it and gives up. "Come on, pick up some wood, guys," I stop them and wait for some of those arms to carry the supply. I peek at Jungkook now that they're focusing on something else, but I stumble upon some red cheeks.