It's been a few weeks since I met J-Hope at the pool.  There haven't been any BTS sightings.  Jungkook and Jimin still text me, though.  I wish J-Hope asked for my number.

KookieBunny: hey beautiful wyd

I pick up my phone sleepily and look at it, my eyes barely opened.  I put the phone back down beside me on the couch.  Wait a minute...  I hurriedly pick up my phone, my eyes big, and reply.

Me: nothing much just chillin watching tv

KookieBunny: what are you watching

Me: Ridiculousness

KookieBunny: oooooohhh that shows funny

Me: yeah ik thats why i watch it 😂

KookieBunny: 😂

KookieBunny: can I watch it with you?

Me: are you serious? You mean like come over like to my house?

KookieBunny: yeah i mean if thats alright with you

I get up and start doing signature BTS dances.  Yes, those are my victory dances.  Don't judge me 😂.

KookieBunny: ???

Me: sorry i was just dancing out of pure happiness id love for you to come over

KookieBunny: 😂

KookieBunny: could you please send me your location

I do as he asks.

KookieBunny: great ill be there see you soon 😉

THE WINKY FACE, THOUGH.

Me: ill be waiting 😉

I rush to put on a little something...more presentable.  I put some snacks in a bowl and put them on the living room table. 

I'm running around like a chicken with its head cut off.  I spray air freshener throughout the house.  It doesn't smell bad, but I just want it to smell nice. 

I run to the bathroom and fix my long hair with my fingers.  There's nothing wrong with it, but still.  I look myself over in the mirror. 

I put my hands on the counter, staring at myself, and exhale deeply.  "You've got this, Shiranda."  I say, giving myself a much needed pep talk.  I make sure the bathroom is presentable and has toilet paper.  Fuck, I'm nervous.

.....

"Hi, Kookie.  It's always great to see you."  I greet Jungkook with a smile.  We hug each other as he says, "Hey.  You, too." 

I step aside and he walks in.  I close and lock the door.  His eyes scan my house, his head tilting up in the process.  "Mmmmmm, it smells good in here." 

"Why thank you,"  I smile, mentally patting myself on the back.  "Would you like to sit?"  I say, gesturing to the couch.  "Oh, yes.  Thank you."  "You're welcome."  We plop down on the couch next to each other.  This should be interesting.