"Uh, where did I put my dress last night? I can't find it!" you wandered across the room everywhere, searching for your dress.

Jungkook was having a mental battle with his heart while just sitting there on the bed. He probably didn't even listen to what you said!

"Yaah! Kook! Help me find my dress." you didn't realise the small nickname that you unconsciously used. His heart skipped a beat at the sweet name. He never ever thought he will hear something like this coming from your mouth.

After not getting any reply, you turned around and caught him blushing in tiny. You didn't get why he was blushing and as soon as you recalled your words from before, you got taken aback as well.

You cleared your throat and tried to act as if nothing had happened.

"Help me, will you?" you said and came towards him while fidgeting your fingers.

"What did you just call me, Ms Kim?" he asked with a pretty smile on his pretty face.

"It was a slip of tongue! Forget about it!" you bashfully uttered and looked away from his eyes.

He stood up, walking towards you which made you back up.

"You want me to forget that? I don't think I can ever do it! I'm not gonna forget it." he said and kept walking in your direction. You gulped and clenched the bottom of your shirt in a fist while walking backwards.

He eyed you up and down as if drinking you up through his eyes. That made your insides churn with giddiness. A chortle escaped his lips as he saw you backing away from him. But there was no way out of here.

"That was a mistake!" you tried to explain again but he smirked more.

"Then, I'd like you to do that mistake again and again!" he said in a small voice while approaching you. He was now merely some inches apart from you.

Now why is there a table behind you?!

Your lower back hit the table and a gasp made its way out of your mouth, earning a chuckle from him.

He slipped his hand around your waist but not literally holding you! Instead, his hand went behind you and rested on the table.

"Call me by that name again, will you? I like it! I won't ask for more, just this once, please." he said and peered deep into your organs of sight.

Neither you had any other choice nor you had a strong reason to refuse his request, so you did as he said.

"Uh, o-okay, Kook!" why did it feel so bizarre to pronounce that affectionate name?

He occasionally glanced towards your lips and then eyes. The tension was thick; just like his thighs.

Ahem!

"How about Kookie? Or Jungkookie? I like anything coming from your pretty mouth, Ms Kim!" he whispered, smiling the way that showed his shy side.

"Jungkookie? That's cute coming from you!" you looked away from his blazing gaze.

He badly wanted to just hide his face in your neck but restrained the impulse to do so and reached behind you where he previously saw your dress and grasped it.

Before you could take it from him, he snatched it away again.

"Uh huh! You got to call me nicknames! What about me? I only call you as Ms Kim!" he said to you, whining.

"You can't call me anything else except Ms Kim! I'm your teac-" he cut you off in between, knowing your already predicted reply.

"No! You are not my teacher right now! We are not at school, so cut it out! Tell me, what should I call you, hmm?" he asked again in a hope that you'll agree with him.

"No! I don't think it's okay for you to call me anything like that. It's not professional." you tried to make him understand and stepped a foot forward to take your dress from him but he didn't let you.

"No! I won't give it to you unless you let me call you by a nickname!" he deadpanned and stepped back, keeping his hand up so you can't reach it.

"Don't play around now, Jungkook! Give it back! We need to think about going out of here, too! We don't have time to play." you almost yelled and he just giggled and kept going back until he was near the bed.

"Take it if you can but I'm sure you are not able to!" he teased you and a bubbly laugh escaped his throat.

"Just give it to me, damn it-" your words got stuck as he suddenly pulled you towards him, crashing your body into his.

"Why are you so stubborn, Ms Kim?" he whispered, now, eyes wholly focused on yours. That always made you nervous.

As if your tongue forgot how to talk, you just took narrow breaths.

He threw the dress on the bed somewhere and that caught your attention. You swiftly tried to get away from him and take the dress, but it only ended up in a disaster.

Your foot hit the bed and you lost your balance resulting you to fall on top of Jungkook completely. But the story doesn't end here, babies! He lost his balance as well and fell on the bed while still holding you.

He grunted at the impact and closed his eyes shut for a second. His hands held you close and tightly. You gasped and held his shoulders for support, even though he was holding you safely.

He slowly opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was your sparkling dark orbs ogling his soul. He was taken aback and didn't move a muscle.

"Noona," you whispered in a very little voice that he would have probably missed it, if the room was not dead silent.

"Huh?" he questioned while staring at you who was still not in her senses.

"Call me Noona!" you whispered again, but in a clearer voice now!

Without even realising, his ears turned pink at your words. He wasn't dreaming, was he?

"Can I... really?" he asked in order to confirm it for another time, not believing your words.

"Call me Noona when we are out of the school only." he saw you gulp as your hands went up to brush his hair out of his face. His heart was on fire, burning with newfound feelings he got from just imagining himself calling you Noona.

"Noona? Sounds so amazing." he said and unconsciously squeezed your waist, reminding you of your surroundings in the process.

The way those words rolled off his tongue, teasing you even without any effort. He maybe didn't even intend to make it sound any special, but his voice sounded so hot while uttering that word.

You didn't know why you let him call you like that, when you just warned him not to as it felt unprofessional.

Maybe they say it right! Eyes can do magic!

The shirt you wore rode up a little too much high when you fell on him and it was now a weird position you were trapped in. You gulped at the feeling of jungkook's pants brushing on the sensitive skin of your thighs.

"Ms kim- I mean, Noona, can you get up by yourself? " he asked hesitantly as you could still see his ears turned red.

You came back in your senses as you felt his hands left the curves of your body and you sat up straight on the bed, adjusting your shirt a little and fixing your hair.

He got up just after you did and glanced around but ended up gazing at your thighs occasionally while hiding his eyes from you. You were not looking at him anyway! Too awkward to make a move, you both just sat there with awkward tension present in the room.

"Noona! You can go, get freshen up now!" he uttered and picked up your dress, giving it to you.

As you stood up and took the dress, you started to walk away from him. Before you could even walk a single step, he stopped you by holding your wrist.

You looked at him confused and he just gulped before guiding his hand on your thigh, adjusting the shirt, brushing his fingers on your skin in the process.

Well, can't say if it was intentional or not!

Your eyes went wide and you clenched your hand in a fist and he must have seen it because he hurriedly fixed your shirt which was now at its place properly, and pulled his hands back.

"I'm sorry, uh, it was not proper so-" he felt that he needed to explain himself but it was already too embarrassing that you cut him off.

"Um, it's okay! I get it." saying this, you gulped and stepped towards the bathroom.

"Oh, I'll go call Jimin or Tae hyung to come pick us up untill you're done, Noona!" a snicker left his mouth as he said that which made you hang your mouth open in shock.

How in the holy heavens?

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Noona, huh!?

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