boy meets evil.

Mooni instinctively used her blanket to cover herself, not that there was much more she could hide from him that the dark didn't already do. Would she really become shy about her body still, even after everything they'd just done? Jungkook's question almost caught her off guard; it was almost as if he had been reading her mind. Was he really putting the ball in her court? What if she said the wrong thing? What if what she wanted wasn't the same thing he wanted? In her eyes, she could ruin everything right now if she told him what she truly wanted.

In truth, she wanted to be his everything. For years, she daydreamed about being the person that he confided in, the one he looked forward to seeing every day. The one he wanted to share all of his favorite things with and take to all of his favorite places. She wanted to be the first thing he thought about when he woke up every morning, and the last thing that ran through his mind before he fell asleep, just like he was for her. Most importantly, she wanted to be the girl he loved. It was far-fetched, and absolutely not something she was ready to share. Although he knew now that she liked him, she wasn't ready for him to know the depth of those feelings, at least not yet.

"It means that I look forward to spending more alone time with you," she smiled at him, even though he probably couldn't see, even though she sat right next to him. Placing her head on his shoulder, she still wanted to feel close to him. In the past, every single amount of accidental skin to skin contact with him had always made her face grow hot, but now she'd put her hands all over him and she wasn't ready to take a break. She stood up, dropping her blanket and feeling for her towel on the back of her door in the dark so she could take a quick shower before she turned back in his direction. "You can sleep in here if you want."

---

Jimin's breath hitched when he felt Mina's fingers slide into his unruly locks. Not that he'd taken great care of it lately, or even himself in general, but everybody knew to stay away from his hair. Once upon a time, he took great pride in his appearance, and even keeping his apartment clean. Lately, he'd been lacking in that, but here Mina was, doing all the things for him that he should have been doing for himself. He had to admit he liked the care she was providing him, and it definitely helped to sober him up a little bit more. Mina was a beautiful girl, and she deserved around other people who took care of themselves, meaning Jimin knew he had to make a few changes in his life.

Mina's voice snapped him out of his thoughts almost immediately, his eyes darting down to where their hands were linked together, his hand involuntarily wrapping around her smaller one. He noticed the concern on her face, his heart swelling at the idea of her caring about him. This was all new to him, it only took a little bit to adjust to it - he honestly couldn't have been better, but he knew that Mina wouldn't believe him if he came right out and told her that. His free hand raised, finding the side of her face as he cupped her cheek affectionately.

"It's just different," he admitted, wondering how she'd take his revelation. Despite how she might react, Jimin couldn't ignore how easy it was for him to talk to her, and to tell her what he was thinking - for the most part. Perhaps it was still a little too early to tell her every single thing that crossed his mind. His words were still a reflection of everything he thought, though; all of this was extremely different to him. Having a woman not only in his bed and then sharing his shower, but in his apartment all together. A woman who made his heart flutter the way it did right now. All of that was extremely different to him at this point. Using his thumb, he began to stroke her cheek, wiping away water droplets just for more to appear and replace them. "But I like it."

@ jungshook



Jungkook was slightly disappointed when she didn’t come right out and say she wanted him to be her boyfriend. Maybe he’d been a bit too optimistic, but at the same time, he had to remind himself that they just only confessed to each other and they had all the time in the world to figure things out. He watched her figure move in the darkness, not sure if it was a good idea that he slept in her room. What if Taehyung woke up before both of them and found Jungkook not sleeping on the couch, yet his car was still in the parking lot? Jungkook wasn’t ready for that yet. “I think maybe I should sleep on the couch,” he said softly after a moment of thinking it over. “But I can wait here until you’re finished showering.”

They truly hadn’t even scratched the surface of whatever this little fling they had was. He didn’t want it to be over before it even started. And that most certainly would happen if her brother found out. Maybe one day Jungkook would have the balls to stand up to Taehyung and tell him to fuck off, but he wasn’t sure when that would be. While yes, he was slightly afraid of what Taehyung would do to him, that wasn’t the only reason he was wary of his best friend. At the end of the day, he didn’t want to ruin the relationship that Mooni had with her brother. He had his own brother, and if some girl ever got in between them and ruined their relationship, he’d be pretty devastated. So he didn’t want that for Mooni or Taehyung. Family always came first, even if that meant his feelings had to be pushed to the back burner.

In that case, it was probably good that they didn’t move too quickly with their relationship. It gave them time to figure out what they were going to tell Taehyung and what they would do if he didn’t handle it too well. And he also found it kind of romantic that it was just their little secret. It was something that only the two of them shared, and the idea made him smile. He’d never really had anything before that was just his own, so having Mooni now made him happy. He really did love her. He knew it was probably way too soon to tell her that, but he hoped she knew just how much he cared about her.

---

Mina smiled softly at his words, nodding her head in agreement. She couldn’t help the way her heart fluttered in her chest as he touched her cheek, or the way her stomach flipped as if it were a puppy playing in the grass. She reached up and put her free hand on top of his, gently brushing her fingertips over the back of his hand. “I think if we stay in here any longer, we’ll turn to raisins,” she joked, gently pulling away from him. As much as she wished she could stay in here with him forever, the water was going to eventually turn cold. She turned to face the faucet, turning the knobs until the running water came to a stop. She pulled the curtain back and reached out, grabbing the towel that was hanging on the wall. She turned to look at him, a shiver running down her spine as the cool air hit her skin.

She handed him the towel so he could dry himself off, thinking she could wait to use it after him if he didn’t have any other clean towels. He didn’t seem like he washed his clothes or linens very often, so she wasn’t sure if he had any other clean towels or not. Maybe now that she’d come back into his life, she could help him organize and clean up his apartment so it wasn’t so messy. Unless that was just the way he liked to live, then she wouldn’t try to change that. She imagined it wasn’t, though, considering he’d never been this messy when they were younger. Sure, he’d had the usual messiness of a teenage boy, but not like this. This just seemed like someone who didn’t really care anymore, and the thought made her sad.

Hearing Jimin say that he liked how things were between them gave her hope. Maybe someday they could have a relationship. Maybe he did have feelings for her like she had for him. He didn’t seem like he was in a place right now to be focusing on a relationship, and truth be told, she wasn’t either, as much as she wanted to be. School and work consumed her life and she was afraid that if she did enter any sort of relationship, she’d have to end up choosing between that and her career. That wasn’t what she wanted. It just wasn’t the right time.

Mooni nodded her head, knowing it was too dark, and she was too far for him to see. She was quickly under the stream of hot water in her shower, washing away Jungkook's touch. A thought that made her slightly sad, even though he was waiting for her in his room. Disappointment flared in her chest that he would ultimately decide to sleep on the couch, but she understood. Taehyung was both nosy and ruthless, and if he found Jungkook in her bed, fully clothed or not, he would take it extremely personally. Mooni just wasn't ready to face her brother just yet, and she assumed Jungkook wasn't, either. But, despite their history, this was all so new and she just wanted to be near him. She felt like a lost puppy.

She scolded herself for not inviting him to take this shower with him, thinking about the fact that she could be looking at his body right now. Mooni was very familiar with Jungkook's muscles, and the way his beautiful body was sculpted, just not all of it. Then, she scolded herself for not telling him how she truly felt, and what she truly wanted for them. But, they had a date coming up this weekend, and perhaps they could revisit the topic. Then, together they could figure out a way to break it to Taehyung. Until then, she could probably start softening him up to the idea. Once she felt clean, she couldn't get out of the shower and back to her room quick enough, happy to find that Jungkook had kept his promised and stayed.

Fumbling around the room, she found her clothes and pulled them on, not wanting to be the only one naked. What now? Would they just say goodnight? Was she supposed to hug him, or even kiss him? She truly wanted to, but if they hadn't established a relationship, should she act as if they were? Then again, would Jungkook have asked what was in their future if he didn't want the same thing as her? Maybe now, it would be okay. She crawled onto her bed, and then onto his lap so she could wrap her arms around his neck and plant a kiss on his cheek. "Goodnight, Jungkook."

---

Jimin hastily took the towel from Mina, easily throwing it in a corner of his bathroom. Truthfully, he would use the same towel for quite a while, and this particular one had gotten a smell. Letting the water fall off of him and trail behind him on the floor, he went into his small bathroom closet and retrieved two clean towels. Before wrapping one around his own waist, he handed one to Mina. While he didn't spend a lot of time doing his laundry, he so often only used one twoel that he usually had quite a few clean ones stored in the closet. He wondered if Mina assumed he'd only had a single clean one because of the state of his apartment, and suddenly he had an urge to put all of his laundry through the washer and immediately fold it. For the first time in a while, he was ashamed at the state of his poor apartment.

"I've never liked raisins anyways," he smiled stupidly, internally reprimanding himself for the stupid comment that just came out of his mouth, almost immediately. Why did he get so fucking cheesy with her around? Like he didn't know how to be funny anymore. He turned around before Mina could see the look of self deprecation apparent on his face and headed into his room so he could pull the same pair of sweats on that got them into this situation in the first place. He couldn't survive a round two, however, so his very specific body parts would just need to keep their cool this time around.

With a growling stomach, he remembered that there was food sitting on the coffee table in his living room, TV ready to be watched. Despite his energy output from the past hour, he didn't feel all too tired, but he did feel absolutely hungry. And Jimin just couldn't sleep on an empty stomach. "Mina! I'm going to start eating, take as long as you need to get ready," Jimin explained, not being able to wait any longer to fill his tummy.

@ jungshook



Jungkook sat on her bed and waited for her while she showered, twiddling his thumbs and getting lost in his thoughts. He just couldn’t seem to get her out of his head. And he knew that now more than ever, she would be plaguing his thoughts up until their date on Saturday. It would be all he would think about for the next week. And he knew it would be the longest, most agonizing week that he’d endure. But it would be worth it, because they’d spend all Saturday afternoon together at the game, and then when they got home, they’d cook dinner together, and then who knows what would happen after that? Maybe they would have sex again. Which reminded him, he’d need to pick up some condoms at some point this week just in case anything did happen between them again. They definitely didn’t need a pregnancy.

He looked up when she came back into the room, watching as she shuffled around and put clothes on. When she finally joined him back on the bed, he smiled, noticing how shy she seemed to be feeling again. He decided to take the initiative this time, placing his hands on her hips and pulling her body closer to his. He leaned forward, pressing his lips to hers and kissing her. He knew she didn’t want to label anything yet, but he also knew that if her feelings for him were anything like his feelings for her, she certainly wouldn’t mind being kissed. He moved his hands up to cup her face, holding her in place as he kissed her deeply.

He only pulled away when he needed to breathe, panting softly. He pecked her lips again before gently moving her off his lap. “Goodnight, Mooni,” he murmured. He stood up, sighing softly as he walked to the door. He unlocked the door before slowly and carefully turning the knob. He slipped out into the hallway, quietly shutting the door behind himself. He snuck back into the living room, laying down on the couch. He wasn’t sure if he’d get any sleep at all, what with this couch being uncomfortable and the thoughts of Mooni running through his mind. At least the next day was a Sunday so he wouldn’t have to worry about waking up early to go to school. He rolled onto his side, laying there for what felt like forever before finally managing to doze off.

---

Mina used the towel he’d given her to dry off, wringing the excess water out of her hair before she went back into his room. She laughed to herself when he went to eat, grabbing her panties off the floor and pulling them on. Thank god they hadn’t gotten messy otherwise she would have had to go commando. She grabbed his shirt that she’d been wearing, pulling it back on over her head. She walked back into the bathroom, picking up his brush and using it to comb through her hair, just enough to get the tangles out. She tidied up his bathroom a bit, thinking he might appreciate a little help cleaning up. When she finished, she made her way to the living room. At this point, while she was still hungry, she was more tired than anything. He’d really worn her out, and since the alcohol had worn off, her tiredness was hitting hard.

She picked up her food, putting the lid back on and closing up her rice. “I think I’ll save it for tomorrow,” she said softly. “I’m too tired to eat right now.” She carried the food into the kitchen and put it in the fridge, surprised at just how much alcohol he had stocked up in his fridge. She guessed it made sense, though, since he worked from home. She assumed that he probably didn’t go out much, and when he did, it was because the guys dragged him out, probably like they had that night. She walked back into the living room and sat next to him on the couch, yawning softly. She leaned into his side, hoping that he didn’t mind as she rested her head on his shoulder.

She only had one more day of free time before she started at the hospital, so she planned on getting all the rest she could. She’d been so busy unpacking her belongings at the apartment and running back and forth that she hadn’t had much time to rest, or even think about resting for that matter. Before Jimin could even protest if he wanted to, though, she was out like a light. She’d fallen asleep on his shoulder, her body nestling into his.

For Mooni, it felt like time froze when Jungkook dismissed her peck on the cheek and instead, kissed her deeply. It was the kiss she'd wanted to give him, but was too unsure on how he would react. Feeling his hands cup her face as if he were putting all of his passion into this kiss made her heart soar; maybe even with Taehyung butting into her business and having a substantial placement against Jungkook having anything to do with her, they would still stand a chance. Mooni wasn't stupid, even this early she could tell that the feelings they had for each other were strong. Maybe it took her until this moment, and this kiss to truly understand, but now she really did.

A pout took a life of it's own on her face when he pulled away; she honestly could have kissed him forever and it would have been a life well lived. At this point, she didn't imagine her feelings could grow anymore, but needless to say, they absolutely did. After he said goodnight and left, quietly closing the door behind him, that left Mooni within her own thoughts. How had that escalated so quickly? Before tonight, she wouldn't have dreamed about sharing how she truly felt to Jungkook himself, or anybody for that matter, and not even an hour after confessing, she'd lost her virginity. She tried not to think about it, only because of how embarrassed Jungkook seemed, yet she still couldn't wipe the smile off of her face.

Without a doubt, she knew this next week would roll by incredibly slow. All she'd look forward to was her date with Jungkook, although she didn't know a thing about basketball. Still, after the game, she'd get to be alone with him again, without the risk of Taehyung finding out their new secret. He'd know eventually, but when Mooni and Jungkook were ready to tell him.

---

Jimin's mouth took over, smiling as he looked down at Mina, who'd fallen asleep on his shoulder. It was no wonder to him why she was tired, he'd definitely put her through one tonight, and probably unexpectedly. He was nearly surprised by the fact that she'd even come out here with him, but he remembered she had originally insisted to sleep on the couch. There was absolutely no way Jimin would allow that, and after they'd been so intimate, there was no reason to. Careful not to disturb her, he slithered out from under the weight of her head and packed up all the food to place it in the fridge. There wasn't as much food in there as he would have liked, but now, he'd at least have something to eat tomorrow.

He went back into the living room, connected to the kitchen, so it technically wasn't a separate room, and turned off the TV and the lights. Now that there was nothing left to wake Mina up, Jungkook scooped his arms under her knees and behind her back, lifting her up from the couch. She'd been so light that he couldn't help but wonder if she ever even made the time to eat, not that he really did either. Refusing to make her sleep on such an uncomfortable piece of furniture, he carried her back to his bed, which had been messy from the sex they'd just had. Not that it was necessarily made prior to that. If they could do something so intimate together, there was no reason they couldn't comfortably sleep in the same bed.

He carefully placed her on the side of the bed that he generally didn't sleep on, making sure she was a decent distance away from the edge. Jimin absolutely didn't mind the idea of her accidentally cuddling up next to him, and even welcomed the thought. Turning off all of the remaining lights, he crawled underneath the covers and scooted as close to Mina as he could without actually holding her. Hopefully, she'd naturally end up in his arms.

@ jungshook



After Jungkook had woken up the next morning, he’d said his goodbyes to Taehyung and Mooni, glad that Taehyung was none the wiser about their escapades the night before. He’d gone home after stopping for breakfast, and the ensuing week of torture had began. Every day felt like ten years, and by the time Saturday had rolled around, Jungkook felt like he was at least 50 years older. He’d done a lot of research about sex in his free time, and had even watched a few different genres of porn to see what he could do to impress Mooni. That was, if she even wanted to have sex again. At least this time, he’d be a lot more prepared. And hopefully he would last a lot longer too. However, buying condoms hadn’t been as easy as he thought it would be. Especially when he’d run into Taehyung of all people at the drug store on that Friday.

“Jungkook!” the older boy chirped, catching sight of his friend.

Jungkook nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound of Taehyung’s voice, throwing the condoms back on the shelf and turning to stand in front of them so Taehyung couldn’t see what he’d been holding. “Taehyung-ah,” he said, his cheeks burning bright red.

“What are you doing here?” Taehyung asked as he approached Jungkook.

“Oh, I um… I-I was just looking around,” Jungkook stammered awkwardly. “What-what about you?”

“Just picking up medicine for my mom,” Taehyung said, eyeing Jungkook suspiciously. He looked over the younger boy’s shoulder and had seen the box of condoms on the shelf. “Are those condoms? Well done, man! Who is it?”

Jungkook nearly pissed his pants, struggling to get any form of a logical sentence out of his mouth. “Oh, uh… I-I don’t think you know her,” he finally spat out, his cheeks red hot and his eyes wide.

Taehyung eyed the younger boy suspiciously before smirking at him. “I’ll find out eventually, you know,” he teased.

He shook his head at the memory, pulling into Mooni’s parents’ driveway. He got out of the car and walked to the front door, knocking on it. When she answered, he greeted her with a smile and led her to the car, driving them to the game. The game hadn’t been all too interesting, so by the time they got home, Jungkook was ready to make dinner and talk to Mooni, and just spend some quality time with her that wasn’t in the dark or interrupted by her brother.

When they got back home, he followed her inside, shoving the box of condoms in his jacket pocket after she’d turned her back to him. He didn’t want her to see them and think that he was expecting sex, because he really wasn’t, but he just wanted to have them with him in case things did get heated up again. And then they’d have condoms and wouldn’t have to worry about pulling out or the morning after pill. “So, what’s on the menu?” he asked, slipping his shoes and his jacket off at the front door.

---

Mina sat in her room in the apartment she shared with Lia, reading one of her medical books. It was a Saturday, so she didn’t have to go in. Honestly, it had been hard for her to focus all week because all she could think about was Jimin. All she could do was replay the night they shared over and over in her mind, and then waking up the next morning to find herself in his arms. It had been the best feeling in her life. But when she’d had to leave, she felt this emptiness in her chest. It was worse than what she’d felt when she’d left all those years ago. She was definitely falling for Jimin, and she was falling hard. But she had to keep reminding herself that work and school came first, even if she wished it didn’t.

She looked up from the text in her book when she heard Lia raising her voice. She was yelling at someone about something; a date. And then she heard a male’s voice; Jin. Her brows furrowed and she bookmarked her book before setting it aside, climbing off her bed and opening her door to peek out. She wasn’t sure what was going on, other than the fact that Lia and Jin were arguing in the living room. She’d never heard Jin argue with anyone before, so she was surprised that Lia had managed to annoy him to this degree. Although, it was Lia, so it was bound to happen at some point. “This is supposed to be for us, Jin!” Lia hissed.

“I’m sorry!” Jin groaned. “He’s lonely, I thought he could use the company!”

Mina stepped out of her room, making her way into the living room to look at the two. “Hey, what’s going on?” she asked.

“Jin invited Jimin on our date,” Lia snapped, glaring daggers at Jin.

“Look, he doesn’t get out much,” Jin said with a sigh. “I thought it would do him some good.”

“It’s a date!” Lia screeched.

Mina rubbed the bridge of her nose, groaning in annoyance. She knew that if she didn’t step in, she’d never hear the end of it. “Look, I’ll go too,” she said. “It’ll be a double date. I’ll keep Jimin busy so he won’t be a third wheel. Is that okay with you, Princess?”

Lia glared at her sister, huffing before storming off to her room to get ready. Mina looked at Jin, raising an eyebrow. “You didn’t really invite him because you thought he was lonely, did you?” she asked quietly.

“Guilty as charged,” Jin mumbled.

"Ah, did he leave already?" Mooni wondered aloud as she walked out to Taehyung's living room, dressed and ready to go home. She wondered if there was an emergency, or if maybe he forgot he had promised to take her home this morning. For a moment, it made her question whether or not last night had actually happened, but the weird way she walked suggest that it had all been very really. It was fine, her parent's house was within walking distance, the pharmacy not too much out of the way. She could still pick up the morning after pill and be home soon.

The week had been agonizingly long; her classes never seemed to end and sleep never seemed to come. She was hell bent on not seeming desperate, keeping her replies to Jungkook at a casual pace. When he'd finally come to her house to pick her up, she'd never been so excited for a basketball game in her life. She'd spent the entire game asking her date what was happening, or what a certain buzzer meant, and who was winning. It had been obvious she had no clue how the game worked, but it meant she got to hear Jungkook's voice when he explained it to her, soft and calm, taking careful consideration so she understood what he was talking about. Even with all the care, she'd been completely distracted by the way his mouth moved when he spoke.

On the drive home, she was super nervous. She couldn't help but wonder if things would be as heated as they were last weekend, when he took her virginity. It didn't take too long for them to be alone - even with Taehyung in the room next to them - to move so quickly. This time, they had a whole house to themselves, and it excited her about what could happen. At the same time, it ate at her anxiety. They had time on their side tonight, they could keep the light on, and they didn't have to be dead silent. It was all very new to her, but at the same time, she was completely open to exploring these things with him.

The night before, Mooni had prepped food for them to cook together. When they reached the kitchen, she began retrieving the food from the fridge, hoping she'd had the foresight to make something that he would like. If this didn't suffice, she surely had more food that she could whip up. Worst case scenario, they could always order takeout.

"Whatever you want," she answered, looking over at him and smiling when she finally placed everything on the counter, simultaneously taking off her jacket, "What looks good?"

---

Jimin looked at himself in the mirror with uncertainty as he inspected his outfit. After doing his laundry for the first time - period - he had found a sizable amount of clothes he didn't even remember that he had. They still fit fine, he just wasn't really used to wearing anything other than sweats and the occasional pair of jeans. Needless to say, he hadn't worn anything but a tattered t-shirt in quite a while. However, dressing up to be the third wheel felt...right?

The only reason he had agreed to go on this stupid date was because Jin promised to buy him food and as many drinks as he could put down. More importantly, he promised to try and have Lia drag Mina along. Jimin had kept his distance form her since she left that Sunday morning, worried that it had been a one night stand of sorts for her. At this point, he couldn't handle the rejection, so he tried to give himself some time to allow his feelings to fade. The problem, however, was that they wouldn't. At any given point in the day, Jimin's mind was always on Mina as if somebody had put a curse on him. If Jin could get Mina to come out as well, that would be enough to pay for him having such incredibly pushy friends.

Jin surely had something up his ass about Jimin being 'lonely'. Sure, he didn't get out a lot, but that was his life and he was content with it. He had so much going on that he didn't even have to dwell on the fact that yeah, maybe he was a little lonely. That didn't mean he was ready to start accepting more people into his life. Not unless they were her. Walking over to his dresser, much easier now that the mountains of laundry weren't everywhere, he grabbed one of his favorite bottles of cologne, spraying a little on himself. His hyung had told him this date was at a particularly fancy restaurant, and Jimin definitely wanted to look the part. The last thing he needed was to be embarrassed in front of Mina - again.

In fact, the morning she had left, Jimin had been so embarrassed about his apartment that he nearly combusted internally. Clothes everywhere, dishes not done, crumbs and other questionable items littering his carpet, and his fridge filled from bottom to hot with all the alcohol somebody could ever need...in the entirety of their life. Did all of that freak her out? He couldn't blame her if it did, but he'd find out tonight. Looking at his phone again, he saw that Jin still hadn't texted him, though that was all Jimin was waiting on to leave. He had no idea the name of the restaurant, or even what time this reservation was. Perhaps he was only feeling giddy like this because of the promise of Mina's presence.

@ jungshook



Jungkook watched as she pulled things from the fridge, trying to decide what he wanted. He wasn’t very picky but it looked like she had gone all out and had gotten a lot of options for them to choose from. He hoped she hadn’t done that just for him, and that maybe some of it was just regular groceries that her family had. “I don’t know,” he said as he approached the counter, looking at all the food. “It looks like we could have a feast.” He chuckled softly, his eyes roaming every single thing on the counter until they landed on a package of raw beef. He looked over at her, biting his lip at the thought of eating steak. “How about we make bulgogi,” he suggested, his stomach growling at just the thought of it.

It had been quite some time since he’d had a true home-cooked meal. Not that his mom didn’t cook, it was just that he was always so busy with school and sports that he usually picked up something to eat on the way home so that he could go right to sleep because he was exhausted. And he didn’t really cook very often himself, so he was hoping that maybe Mooni could teach him a thing or two. He’d always helped his mom out when he was little, but as he got older, other things became of more importance to him, so he kind of stopped helping out in the kitchen. Basically, all he truly knew how to cook was instant noodles, rice and kimchi. He had always figured that when he moved out on his own, that would be enough for him to live off of as well as takeout whenever he didn’t want to make something himself. Thinking on it now, it probably wasn’t a very good way to live though.

“I mean, if that’s okay with you,” he added after a moment, realizing he didn’t even consider the fact that she might want something else. While he was still a bit nervous around her, always fearing he might do or say something to mess things up, talking to her had gotten a lot easier, especially after the game. Things just came a lot easier to him now. He was definitely opening up a lot more, and while it was scary to him, to fully open himself up to someone, he was glad that it was Mooni. He couldn’t imagine himself being this open with any other girl. Of course he had his friends, but with Mooni it was different. She brought out a different side of him; someone more affectionate and considerate. He hoped that maybe after tonight she’d want to be his girlfriend, even if they still had to hide it from Taehyung for a while.

---

Mina nodded at Jin, understanding why he’d drag Jimin along. Being around Lia for too long could drive anyone crazy and Jimin would be a good distraction. She honestly didn’t know why Jin was still around, unless her sister was just that good in bed. She shook her head at the thought, walking back to her room to get ready. After the last time they’d went out and she’d been totally unprepared, she borrowed a bit of money from Lia to go clothes shopping and update her wardrobe a bit. All she’d had were old, casual clothes that just didn’t really suit her anymore. She wanted to look nice for Jimin, and none of those clothes were cutting it. And she needed some new dresses, that was for sure. Ones that weren’t so tight that her chest was nearly spilling out of it. Plus, she didn’t want to come off as slutty to Jimin. Even though she had slept with him merely hours after meeting him for the first time again, she wasn’t really that type of girl. She was classier than that. At least, she liked to think so.

She got dressed, going into the bathroom to do her makeup and her hair. She was getting major deja vu, wondering if tonight would end up just like last Saturday had. She knew she needed to be more focused on work than Jimin, but no matter what situation was in, her mind was always drawn back to him. Maybe sleeping with him would be a bad idea. Maybe he didn’t even want to sleep with her again. He probably wasn’t even expecting her to be coming. She put a pair of earrings on before walking out into the living room, seeing Jin still sitting by himself. “She’s still getting ready?” she asked, rolling her eyes. She sighed, sitting on the couch and waiting for her sister. Of course, Lia would take forever to get ready.

Mina reached for the TV remote, turning the TV on so that she and Jin wouldn’t have to sit in awkward silence until her sister was ready. It was at least a good 25 minutes before Lia even emerged from her bedroom, looking like she was ready to see the Queen of England, the way she was dressed. She was obviously still annoyed with Jin, not even saying anything to him as she grabbed her clutch and walked out the door. Mina rolled her eyes and turned the TV off, standing up and looking at Jin. “Don’t worry about her. She’ll get over herself by the time we get there,” she said, leading him out the door behind her sister. She locked it and then followed them to Jin’s car where Lia was already getting into the front passenger seat. Mina was sure that Jimin was wondering where they were at this point with how long her sister was taking.

Mooni was glad she had marinated the steak overnight for bulgogi, smiling as she quickly sorted through all of the pre-prepared items that she'd need so she could put everything else back in the fridge for the rest of the week. Because she'd already gotten it partially ready, they wouldn't have to spend too much time cooking, and instead they could eat much earlier. Not that it made any difference to Mooni, she was ecstatic about just being able to spend time with Jungkook, especially without Taehyung breathing down their neck the entire time. So far, going behind her brothers back had been entirely worth it; the amount of fun she had with Jungkook was much more than she expected.

She didn't even mind doing what he wanted to do. Finally, she was getting some insight into who he was and what he liked. Since she met him, she wanted to know him better, and today she was finally able to do that. "I always have some prepared," she informed Jungkook as she began retrieving the skillet and other spices she'd need to finish cooking the meal, "I'm not sure if you remember, but it's a household favorite so we eat it regularly." Mooni was usually the one who cooked, now that she was an adult and was living in her parent's house for free while she went to school. "I'll never say no to bulgogi, extra spicy tteokbokki or yakgwa."

Throughout the day, she found it surprisingly easy to talk to him. For the first time, she wanted to share things about herself as much as she wanted to know more about him. Though it was strange, they'd known each other for years, and perhaps they'd learned more about each other today than they had their entire friendship. Placing the skillet on the stove, she put the meat on the counter next to her so she could begin cooking the small strips.

---

Jimin's phone lit up, causing his heart to race. He mentally scolded himself; he had barely talked to Mina throughout the week, yet the way his feelings reacted to just the idea of being around her made it feel like last week had just happened. In fact, he could not recall a time where he ever felt the way about anybody - so why now? How is it that she just showed back up in his life, and he had all of these new feelings for her that he never had before? She used to be like a sister to him - nothing more than that - and now all he wanted was more. He was going to end up making a fool out of himself, he was sure of it. For now, he just needed to get to the restaurant, and then he'd wing it.

He knew it would come off as harsh, but he didn't want to allow these feelings to appear in front of Mina. He wasn't sure what last weekend meant to her, considering she hadn't really reached out to him, and if it had only been a one night stand, he didn't want to be the one who caught feelings. The idea of him following her around with unrequited feelings made him feel absolutely pathetic, leading him to wonder why he agreed to this stupid date anyways. He knew it was just his nerves talking, but he couldn't help fear that all of this would be possible. Looking down at his phone, he saw the restaurant address that Jin texted him, and he didn't hesitate to put on his jacket and grab his car keys.

Once he was in his car, he blasted music through the radio so he could keep his mind occupied by anything other than his thoughts. The last thing he wanted was to show up to their double date in a foul mood, or even too nervous to look Mina in the eyes. Either would be too possible if he let his mind control what he was thinking about. Instead, he let the soothing voices of K-POP idols captivate his ears. He instead focused on their lives - what if he had auditioned when he was a kid? Would he ever be able to be an idol? He shook his head, and funny smile plastered on his face. Everybody would laugh at his singing and dancing. He was better off chasing after girls who didn't have feelings for him.

@ jungshook



Jungkook grinned, glad she liked it just as much as he did. Honestly, he liked anything with meat. Lamb skewers were probably his favorite, though. He watched her move around the kitchen, reminding him of his mom almost, when he used to help her cook. It brought him back to his childhood and made him a bit nostalgic. He looked around, wondering if maybe there was something he could do to help. He’d been here many times in the past, as he and Taehyung had been friends for a very long time. He pretty much knew where everything was, having memorized where all the dishes were in their cupboards, and where all the good snacks were in the pantry. He decided to make himself useful and go set the table while she started cooking.

He grabbed two plates from the cabinet, taking them into the dining room and setting them down on the table. He looked down when his phone dinged from his pocket, pulling it out to see a text from Taehyung, asking him what he was doing. He bit his lip as he thought momentarily, glancing at the doorway to the kitchen and then back to his phone. He decided upon ignoring the text, wanting to give his full attention to Mooni. He walked back into the kitchen and grabbed two pairs of silverware from the drawer, carrying them back to the table and setting them down neatly. He admired his work, a smile on his face when his phone dinged yet again. He sighed as he fished it out of his pocket, reading another text from Taehyung.

He only felt a little bad about putting his phone on silent and leaving it in the living room. It was probably wrong of him to ignore his best friend, but at the same time, he was on a date and that was his main priority. It wasn’t like something was wrong, and if it had been, there were plenty of other people that Taehyung could contact. They had a big group of friends and also there were his parents, even if they were out of town at the moment. Jungkook figured if Taehyung tried to contact Mooni, then they could deal with it, but for now, he didn’t want to think about the other boy. He wanted to focus on the beautiful girl standing at the stove, cooking him beef. “Is there anything I can do to help?” he asked as he stood in the doorway, watching her.

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Mina was honestly surprised that Jin was even going on this date with Lia, but maybe there was something about her that Mina just didn’t see. She climbed into the car, noting how awkward and silent things felt the entire ride to the restaurant. Lia and Jin didn’t say a word to each other. She was almost sure that they’d sit in silence for the entire date. That was until they got to the restaurant, where Lia got out of the car and plastered a smile on her face as if nothing had even happened. She was putting on a show, of course. She didn’t want any onlookers to see her in a negative light. That was just how Lia was.

Mina followed her sister and Jin into the restaurant, looking around eagerly to see if Jimin was already there. She was shocked by how fast her heart began to beat, and how twisted her stomach felt at the idea of seeing Jimin again. God, she just wanted to run up to him and tell him that she loved him and beg him to just love her back. She was slowly beginning to realize just how desperate she was for someone to love her. She shook her head, following Jin and Lia to the table that the host led them to. She waited to sit down, curious as to what the seating arrangement would be. Lia immediately sat down beside Jin, leaving Mina no choice in the matter. Though, she had no problem sitting beside Jimin.

She grabbed her menu and opened it, but her eyes didn’t leave the doorway of the room they were in, just waiting for Jimin to come in. What if he had changed his mind? There was no way. He was a good friend, and he wouldn’t leave Jin hanging like that. Though, she wouldn’t blame him for not wanting to come to dinner with her sister. She didn’t even hear as Lia asked what she intended on getting to eat, her thoughts solely on Park Jimin. God, she was so whipped for him, it was almost a problem. Luckily, she hadn’t gotten too distracted at work with thoughts of him; at least, as the week went on, that was. At first, though, he was all she could think about. She wondered if he was thinking about her too.

Mooni silently noticed as Jungkook had taken the initiative to set the table for their dinner, still carefully paying attention to the stove so that she didn't burn their food. How did such a man come to exist, she wondered. He'd been around her family for such a long time, and not once had she heard something mean escape his mouth. He'd always been so respectful, eager to help out whenever he was here, and that hadn't changed when Taehyung moved out, either. Even without adult supervision, he'd been just the same. Now, she could see that he was especially considerate around her; all the times he'd looked the other way if she was wearing something too revealing. Always grabbing her a snack, even if she didn't ask for one. His teasing had never gone too far, like it had with all of his other friends. At least from what he had seen.

These were only some of the reasons he managed to make her heart flutter. It felt like the list had become endless at this point, but instead of focusing on the reasons why she liked him, she could finally just allow herself to like him without thinking about it. Up until now, she'd felt stupid for liking a younger guy, and it didn't help that she was sure those feelings weren't reciprocated. Now, here he stood, looking at her with those midnight doe eyes, filled with admiration. She didn't have to think about those little 'whys', anymore. Perhaps she could even move past feeling so awkward and undeserving, as well. She could embrace her feelings, and really show him how she felt.

"Well, first of all," Mooni turned off the stove and removed the pan from the hot burner, continuing to stir the beef before dividing it up between both of their plates, "You can stop staring at me like that, so I can actually focus on what I'm doing." After all of these years, this had probably been the first time she tried flirting with the boy, or with anybody, for that matter. Deciding to ignore her nervous feelings, she still couldn't help but wonder if she sounded stupid.

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Rubbing his slightly sweaty palms on his trousers, Jimin walked into the restaurant, suddenly wishing he'd had the nerve to wait out here for Mina to arrive with Lia and Jin. It had been such a long time since he was out on a date, he honestly forgot how to be a gentleman, and was fearful Mina would think less of him for this. From his car, he had watched the three of them walk into the restaurant, so he knew he, at the least, wasn't late. Thankfully, he quickly managed to find their table, his eyes quickly settling on a miserable looking Mina. It was quite clear to him now why Jin had been adamant he came on this date; Mina truly looked like she wanted to jump off of a building.

Holding back a smile, we walked up to the table, greeting everybody once he finally arrived. "Hey man, I really appreciate the invite," he extended his thanks to Jin as he sat down across from him, right next to Mina. Not much space gapped the two of them, but he wished they were even closer.

"Thanks for coming," Jin replied, quickly looking up from his menu to smile towards Jimin. He immediately noticed the tension; nobody here was really talking to one another, or even looking at each other for that matter. Looking over at Mina, he took her in as she examined the menu. He couldn't help but feel like she was avoiding making any form of eye contact with him. Did she regret the night they had spent together? He sure didn't, and would hate if he'd made her feel uncomfortable in anyways.

"Hey, Mina," he said softly, a smile grin playing on his lips.

@ jungshook



Jungkook’s eyes widened slightly at her words, his cheeks turning pink as he quickly looked away. Had he really been staring? “Uh, sorry,” he mumbled, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. It took him a moment to register that, through the tone of her voice, she had been only teasing him and hadn’t been serious. When he realized, though, he decided to flirt back with her. He didn’t know what came over him, really. Maybe he felt more confident now that it was just the two of them, and he didn’t have to be concerned about Taehyung being across the hall from them. “You’re just so beautiful, it’s hard not to stare.” He bit his lip, hoping that he didn’t sound totally cheesy or skeezy for that matter. He wasn’t sure if he was a good flirt or not. Was any flirting not awkward, though?

Probably for pros. He imagined Jimin and Namjoon were probably good flirts. Maybe even Hoseok too. But they had a lot more experience than he did. Hell, everyone had more experience than he did. It wasn’t his fault that he was intimidated by the opposite sex. Girls were just a mystery to him. He couldn’t understand how it was so easy for Jimin or Namjoon to just walk up to a girl, tell her some corny pick-up line, and then immediately be able to take them home. If he tried something like that, he’d probably end up getting smacked. Hell, he wouldn’t even try something like that.

But maybe Mooni would open him up and break him out of his shell. Already, things seemed to flow a bit naturally with her compared to other girls. It was getting easier as time passed. Of course, he was still awkward as hell, but he’d taken the initiative to have sex with her. And while maybe he’d been a bit too eager, at least she still wanted to see him. That had to mean something, right? He wasn’t completely fucking up.

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Mina looked up from her menu at Jimin, returning his smile. “Hey Jimin,” she murmured, her stomach twisting in knots as she took in his appearance. He looked just as stunning as he had the last time she’d seen him, maybe even better. He definitely seemed a bit more chipper than he had their first encounter at the club, which was a good sign. He looked like he actually wanted to be here this time, which was promising for her. And she was relieved that he’d finally joined them, so that she didn’t have to sit there awkwardly with her sister and Jin anymore. “I’m glad you came.” Since she had already decided what she wanted, she handed him her menu.

Jin glanced up from his menu, over at Lia. “So, um, do you know what you’re getting?” he asked.

Mina looked between the two of them, wondering if now that Jimin had shown up, she would put on her little rouse as if nothing was wrong. And she was right.

Lia looked up at Jin, a forced smile on her face. “Yeah,” she said. “What are you getting?”

Mina had to stop herself from rolling her eyes, glancing over at Jimin. She couldn’t help it as her eyes traveled over all the features of his face, stopping momentarily on his lips. All she could think about at that moment was leaning over and kissing him. She wanted to feel his lips on hers again, and maybe other parts of her body too. Would he even want to sleep with her again considering the fact that he’d told her he wasn’t interested in anything more? She knew it was stupid, but the more she sat there and thought about it, the more she knew that if he asked her to drop everything for him, she would absolutely risk it all. She quickly looked away, knowing that she should know better. She was working on her career, she couldn’t risk it all for a boy. But god, did she want to.

Mooni's breath hitched in her throat, as she hadn't expected Jungkook to say something like that. Turning around, she looked at him, eyes wide with disbelief. "You think I'm beautiful?" Of course she'd been complimented before, and by other guys, but it had always been the degrading, sexual compliments that she was expected to be thankful for. After years of being called sexy or hot, getting cat called and then shamed for turning down any of those aggressive advances, Jungkook calling her beautiful really warmed her heart up.

It was the small things like this that prevented Mooni from wondering if being here with Jungkook was a mistake. Even though she was going behind Taehyung's back to be on this date, every minute was worth what she had originally thought was a betrayal. No, she deserved to be happy; and that's what Jungkook brought her. Just during this one date, she'd felt more happy and care free than she had in a long time. She felt excited, even though she was only in her kitchen. But even just in this kitchen, with this man, she could see so many possibilities with him.

Knowing that, she couldn't keep hiding in a figurative corner. She needed to be sure that he really knew how she felt, and that even know, she still really liked him. Her thoughts compelled her towards him, nearly by instinct alone. Instead of waiting for an invitation, she took initiative by wrapping her arms around him, letting him know how much his words really meant to her. Sometimes, she didn't realize how much she needed to hear something like that, something that nobody ever cared to say to her. Yet here he was, caring and considerate.

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Jimin forced himself to concentrate on the menu in front of his face. He had never been to this particular restaurant, but all of the food items definitely didn't help his hunger. Turning to Mina, he pointed to one of the selections. "Have you been here before? How does this taste? Actually, it doesn't even matter, I'm about this close to eating my table mat," Jimin squished his thumb and pointer finger together, holding it out for the girl to see. He hoped he could make her laugh, and distract her from how nervous he felt. At the very least, no matter what he did, it couldn't be any worse than what was going on just across the table.

Jimin examined as Jin swallowed heavily, nearly seeming fearful of Lia. That girl must have been a goddess in bed, Jimin thought, because he still couldn't see in her whatever it was that Jin did. Once upon a time, Jin had been really picky about women. Now his taste seemed to have become...acquired.

Pressure on his foot snapped him out of his thoughts, his mind immediately wondering what was rubbing against his only good pair of dress shoes. When he realized just what it was, his eyes grew wide as he looked at Jin in horror. "I think you got the wrong pair of feet, dude." Jin's eyebrows furrowed together as he looked up at Jimin, his own eyes growing wide immediately after. Both pairs of feet retracted like two negative ends of a magnet, and eye contact certainly wasn't an option at this point. "I think I need some wine."

@ jungshook



Jungkook was taken by surprise when Mooni pulled him into a hug, but he didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around her too. It made him feel warm inside, having her so close, her arms wrapped around him like this. It made him feel safe, in a way. He hadn’t really been expecting this type of response. He figured she’d tell him that he was being a dork and to knock it off, but this totally caught him off guard. He gently rubbed his hand in a small circle over her back, resting his chin on top of her head. He closed his eyes after a moment, just allowing himself to get lost in the moment. He swore, he could stand here forever holding her like this. Normally, he’d freak out having a girl this close to him, and at first it had kind of surprised him a bit, but he just fell into it so easily.

“Of course I think you’re beautiful,” he said. He was beginning to wonder if maybe nobody had told her that before, in order to get the kind of reaction from her that he had. If that was the case, then that was absolutely crazy to him. Taehyung had always been praised for his good looks, and Mooni was no different. She was just as good-looking as her brother was, and in Jungkook’s case, even better-looking. “I would be crazy not to.” He pulled away after a moment, allowing just enough space between them so that he could look down at her. He looked at her face, taking in every feature and smiling softly at her. She had the cutest little puppy dog eyes, and he could just stare into them for hours on end.

“I think you’re really gorgeous, Mooni-ah,” he said. “I always have.” For as long as he could remember, all he’d ever had eyes for was Mooni. When he used to come over to play games with Taehyung, he’d get so distracted by her and would end up failing whatever game they were playing. When Taehyung would question him about it, he’d make up some stupid excuse like he was stressed out or his hands were stiff from working out. She was just so stunning to him, and he honestly couldn’t think of any other girl he knew that compared.

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Mina laughed softly, shaking her head. “It’s good,” she said. “Don’t worry, everything here is really good.” Her brows furrowed as she watched Jimin’s expression change, glancing across the table to Jin, and then back at Jimin. She was even more confused when he mentioned feet, looking at the small space between her and Jimin’s seats to the floor beneath the table. “Oh.” She quickly covered her mouth, having to hold back a snort as she realized what had happened. She was unable to help herself as she broke out into a fit of giggles, trying to hide her face behind her hands so she wouldn’t disrupt the other people sitting around them.

“Mina, stop,” Lia hissed. “God, you’re so embarrassing.”

Mina peeked through her fingers at her sister, sucking in a breath. She regained her composure, narrowing her eyes at Lia. God, sometimes she really hated her sister. She just wanted to reach across the table and smack some generosity into her. “You’re such a pessimist,” she said. “Let loose for once, have some fun.” She’d almost mentioned the fact that Jin and Jimin had been playing footsies under the table by accident, but she didn’t want to embarrass the two boys. Especially not Jimin. She wanted to make the best impression possible on him, so that he would like her. She wanted him to know that she was still the same old Mina that he’d been best friends with when they were younger. Of course, they’d both matured and gotten older, but deep down, she was still the same girl.

Once the waiter had come around to take their orders and collect their menus, Mina turned her attention back to Jimin. She bit her lip softly, figuring now was as good a time as any to bring up last weekend since Lia and Jin were preoccupied with small talk and apparently their feet too. “Did you enjoy last Saturday as much as I did?” she asked somewhat quietly, not wanting her sister to hear, as well as anyone sitting around them. It was a personal matter to her, and she didn’t want to be judged, especially not by Lia.

@ mochi.



Mooni pulled away just enough to wrap her arms around Jungkook's shoulders so she could ponder him for a moment. Even though he'd been open and honest about his feelings, she felt like she really had to bask in all of him to really start believing it. It was so silly to her, that this whole time he'd always been right there, something that had never been lost on her. But now she was really sure he felt the same way. She could honestly feel that she wasn't just another girl to him, although she'd never really seen him date anybody. If he had really felt the same way as she did, then this date wasn't just because of the possibility of feelings, it was because they'd been there this entire time.

Her thumbs fumbled with each other behind his neck as she though, continuing to ponder her thoughts. He'd always been extremely handsome in her eyes; a smooth, perfectly rounded nose; his lips sculpted for the most breathtaking grin, the cutest freckle placed just underneath; large doe eyes that penetrated her, as if she were the only girl on planet Earth. It didn't take much to get lost in those mesmerizing chocolate orbs, but this time, she didn't find herself getting shy. During every exchange between them previously, she'd always become flustered, quick to hide her feelings. Not this time.

This time, Mooni had mustered up the courage to reach up on her tip-toes, connecting her lips to Jungkook's, using his neck to help stabilize her. She'd admittedly been nervous all night, and really every moment leading up to this date. However, something about the way he looked at her made her feel confident. Just like last weekend, she'd been so eager to hit a home run with him that she didn't care it had been her first time. Was it the most fluid sexual experience she could have had? No. Was it still perfect? Yes. And she'd do it a thousand times over as long as he was okay with it.

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Jimin was surprised that Mina was able to be so open. In fact, he even admired her for it. As much as he tried, he was never able to be as open about his own feelings. Still, it was perhaps something they needed to talk about; Mina didn't feel like a one night stand to him. Especially not with her sitting next to him now, a week later. At first, he'd been scared that maybe it was the alcohol, but now he was sure it wasn't. The moment he saw her tonight, his breath caught in his throat, and even now he had to fight the urge to reach out and touch her. Most importantly, she'd mentioned that she had enjoyed it. He could imagine himself flipping their table over, standing up, and yelling 'yes' in her face so loudly that it would blow through her hair like the wind.

"I think, maybe," he began, forcing himself to use a more conservative approach, an attempt to keep his dignity in check. Simultaneously, his hand automatically found her thigh, letting his palm lie flat against her smooth skin. Such a small gesture had brought back many memories of the very moment she'd brought up, but he buried them. Once again, for his own dignity, "we should explore that a little more." Of course, he was talking about exploring her body.

Mina had many qualities that kept him on edge, and that helped his attraction to her, but still, he couldn't get over her body. He wasn't sure how to tell her he wanted her to come back over, but fuck, he really wanted to start seeing her more. He knew, however, how busy she'd be with work, and maybe even spending time with her sister. But if he left that option on the table, maybe she'd be just as eager to table. "And by the way, I don't think you're embarrassing at all."

@ jungshook



Jungkook kissed her back, smiling against her lips. He pulled away only when he needed to take a breath, gazing down at her. And god, wasn’t she beautiful. He was sure that he could sit here all night and just watch her, because she amazed him that much. He was beginning to feel a lot more comfortable around her, and any awkwardness that had been there before was easing away quickly. It was strange to him how all of this just felt so natural and real to him, as if they were meant to be together. He wasn’t complaining, though. He’d dreamed of this moment for years. And now all that he could see was their future together. But maybe he was getting just a little bit ahead of himself. It would be better to focus on the present. They weren’t even an official thing yet, they were still exploring their feelings for each other. But he would be lying if he didn’t say he was hoping that by the end of the night she’d ask him to be her boyfriend.

He grinned as he reached up, pushing her hair away from her face, only to be taken away from their romantic moment when his stomach made an audible growling sound. “Oh,” he mumbled, chuckling softly as he put a hand on his stomach. “I guess we should eat, huh?” He pulled away from her, walking into the kitchen to finish preparing their plates. He’d almost forgotten how hungry he was just talking to her. The game had gotten him all worked up.

He took their plates into the dining room and set them on the table, biting his lip as he stared at the chair she’d be sitting in. Should he pull her seat out for her? He wasn’t sure. Would she like that or would it annoy her? He knew it would be the gentlemanly thing to do, but at the same time he didn’t want to be too cheesy or corny. He figured that maybe he could do it this one time and if she didn’t approve, she would let him know. So he took her hand and pulled her over to her seat, letting go of her hand to pull her chair out for her.

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Mina’s breath caught in her throat when she felt Jimin’s hand on her thigh. It lit her entire body up, and she wanted nothing more than for his hand to slide up just a little higher. She couldn’t believe how one small gesture could set her off so easily. Maybe Yoongi had been right, and the tension between them was a lot more than she’d thought. She looked up at him, nodding her head in agreement. “I couldn’t agree more,” she said softly. She glanced across the table at Lia, who was now in conversation with Jin about something that Mina couldn’t care less about. It just meant that now she could take advantage of the fact that they were distracted. She reached under the table and placed her hand on top of Jimin’s, sliding his hand further up her thigh, underneath the skirt of her dress.

Her breath was a bit shaky and she was a little anxious, because she’d never done something as scandalous as this before, but at the same time it excited her. While the idea of getting caught terrified her, because she knew she’d never hear the end of it from her sister, it also made her feel so alive. For the last seven years, all she’d felt was practically dead inside. Her life had been so focused on school and her career, and just this small amount of time that she’d spent with Jimin was giving her life meaning again. To her, at least. She was actually feeling happy and excited again for the first time in what felt like forever. And now she was glad that she’d moved back home.

She bit her lip as she placed his hand between her thighs, shifting her gaze to him to gauge his reaction. She wondered if he would be into it, or if he would be opposed. He seemed like the type of person who wouldn’t mind being a little dirty at the dinner table, but she could be wrong. Maybe he’d changed. But from his performance last weekend, she could only assume that he didn’t mind being a little naughty. And maybe she was a lot more sexual than she had ever thought she was.

@ mochi.



Mooni wasn't exactly surprised by Jungkook's actions, but that didn't prevent her from being in awe. He'd really pulled her chair out for her; not something that was particularly unheard of, but not something that anybody went out of their way to do for her, either. She wanted to continue kissing him, but after hearing his stomach, understood that he needed to eat. So instead of connected herself with him again, she took the seat Jungkook offered her.

"Thank you," she smiled up at him as he helped push her chair in, grateful he'd taken the initiative to bring in their plates. Lord knows her mind wasn't on food any more, but knew that Jungkook was hungry. Because of that, she was eager to finish eating, but waited until Jungkook took his own seat before beginning to pick at the Bulgogi with her fork. "I hope you like it," she commented, nervous despite how many times he'd eaten something she'd made before. This time was different, though. She'd never really cooked for him. Would he be more critical this time around? Or would it even matter if it tasted good at all? She knew he wasn't on this date with her to judge her cooking, so why was she so anxious about him taking his first bite?

It was because of how much she cared about his opinion. His opinion on her cooking, on how she looked, on how she acted, on who she was altogether. She felt stupid for it, but still, she couldn't help the feelings she had about him. And man, were they strong. Sticking a piece of beef with her tiny pitchfork, her food lingered next to her lips as she waited for him to take a bite. That's when she ended up eyeing his lips, her mind immediately settling on the recent memory of their kiss just minutes ago.

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Jimin's breathing hitched when Mina slid his hand towards her core, knowing immediately what she wanted. Theoretically, if they could keep their poker faces, nobody would know. In reality, Jimin knew he would end up having the overwhelming feeling to take her right on the dinner table. But he adored the challenge in her eyes, and he'd be stupid not to accept. Leaning an elbow on the table, and subsequently his hand on his fist, he leaned back ever so slightly as he smiled innocently at her. Meanwhile, his fingertip slightly grazed her panties, immediately feeling the wetness soaking through them. This raised an eyebrow, as well as what lay between his very own thighs.

He could feel her slit on the other side of the thin fabric, and began stroking the contour up and down, just light enough for her to feel his presence. He wouldn't yet give her the satisfaction of his pleasure. Whenever he did decide to do that, it would probably be in the bathroom of this restaurant.

He didn't take his eyes off of hers as he continued, wanting to see how well she could control her face. His stroking finger lingered to the side of her panties so he could sweep them to the side and begin rubbing his fingers against her bare core, fully noting the smooth skin. He couldn't help but wonder if she'd hoped for something like this to happen. Not too deep down, he know he had felt the very same way, so the thought of the other two on the other side of the table hadn't even crossed his mind when he slowly submerged his finger into her core, his eyes shifting to her lips as he remembered how they'd felt around his cock.

@ jungshook



Jungkook was sure he’d like the meal. He always liked everything that Mooni made. But this time, it was even more special, since she’d cooked this meal especially for the two of them, and not just for her family or Taehyung. He dug into his plate, grinning. “It’s delicious, Mooni-ah,” he said softly, looking over at her. “I could have this for every meal.” He ate like a man on a mission, not really realizing just how fast he was eating until he ate his last piece of beef. “Oh wow.” He blushed slightly as he sat his fork down on his plate, looking up at her. “That was so good.” He licked over his lips to clean them, sitting back in his seat a little and rubbing his stomach. He was completely satisfied, but as he sat there allowing his food to settle, he realized what this really meant.

Dinner was over, and now came… whatever happened next. What would happen next? He thought back to the box of condoms stored in the pocket of his jacket, wondering if he would need to use them at all that night. Honestly, whatever happened, he would be happy either way, because the day had been absolutely perfect. He’d had the time of his life, and he couldn’t be happier. He looked up at her, wondering if she’d had just as good a time as he had. He was sure the game had probably been boring to her, but maybe the time they spent together afterwards had made up for it. “Did you have a good time today, Mooni?” he asked after a moment.

He was tempted to ask what she wanted to do now, but he didn’t want to rush things. It might just be better to let things naturally progress as they normally would rather than jumping right into the next thing. Her parents were gone for the weekend, they had all the time in the world right now to do what they wanted. Besides, she might not even want to have sex with him again. She might just want to sit down on the couch and watch tv or something. He knew she’d said that their first time together had been okay, but he couldn’t help but wonder if maybe she was just saying so to make him happy. After all the research he’d done, he knew it couldn’t have been great for her. But if she did say she wanted to have sex again, he was determined to make her feel good this time.

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Mina had to bite back a moan at the way Jimin worked his finger on her, her brow furrowing ever so slightly. It was hard to keep a straight face, to not just lean back in her chair and let go. She had asked for this, though. Her heart was racing, and the way he was smiling at her didn’t help. Not only was the anxiety from what was happening under the table making her heart thud in her chest, but the way that he was looking at her was making her heart soar as well. It made her wonder if maybe there was more to this than just the sexual aspect for him. It certainly was for her, and she wasn’t sure how well she’d been hiding it. She would be lying if she said she didn’t feel something for him the moment her eyes met his for the first time again.

She glanced nervously across the table at Jin and Lia who were still preoccupied with their conversation, letting out a small sigh of relief. She’d been terrified to look over and catch them both staring at her, knowing what she was doing. God, if her parents knew what she was doing, what would they think of her? That thought only fueled her more, though. The idea of just being herself and shoving it in her parents’ faces, just as Lia had many years ago, gave her butterflies in her stomach. God, what she would give to just be able to live her life without her parents breathing down her neck. She loved them, and that was why she still let them walk all over her. It was a vicious cycle.

Her eyes widened slightly and her lips parted as she felt Jimin’s finger enter her, squeezing her thighs together around his hand. She quickly closed her mouth and bit the inside of her cheek, her toes curling in her shoes as she tried to stay quiet. There was absolutely no way now that she was going to make it through this dinner without getting Jimin inside of her. She’d never felt such a sense of urgency to be with someone before. It was almost scary the effect that Jimin had on her. She made sure that Jin and Lia were still talking before she leaned toward Jimin, looking into his eyes. “I need you,” she whispered. She lowered one hand underneath the table, lightly placing it on his thigh. When she grazed her fingers over his crotch, she couldn’t help the small smirk that formed on her face when she felt just how much he wanted her too.

Mooni's heart soared when Jungkook complimented her cooking. After the fact, she felt silly for having ever been anxious about it in the first place; this wasn't the first time he'd eaten anything she cooked. This wasn't the first time she'd been around him alone, but for some reason, her nerves still had a whole mind of their own. Strangely, she felt extremely comfortable being around him at the very same time. She wondered how that worked; being both comfortable and nervous at the same time. She never felt safer than she did around him; which was important considering the serial killer that was on the loose. It was often something she thought about, and something that scared her, but she hadn't thought about that at all until just now. Even then, she felt like she didn't have a lot to fear being here with Jungkook. With that being said, it made her answer exponentially easier than it already was.

"I had an amazing time, Jungkook," her face lightened up. "I don't really want it to end," she admitted confidently, knowing that she wouldn't end up being teased or rejected by him. Her mind wandered back to the night they had confessed their feelings for one another; she had felt he wanted to stay with her all night, though he couldn't. Maybe he'd want to stay here all night as well, but this time was different, Taehyung was nowhere to be found. And he wouldn't be for the entire weekend. The thought of being here alone with Jungkook the entire night sparked a playful side in her that didn't get much attention. It was beginning to show evident that he brought out the better parts of her, the parts that were her absolute favorite but didn't know how to explore.

If she were being quite honest with herself, she wanted him to stay all night, to explore each other in a way they were never able to. "After I do the dishes, would you like to play a game?" When the three of them were much younger, and Jungkook stayed the night with Taehyung, they had all played hide-and-seek, but in the dark. They waited until her parents were in bed and made the house pitch black, trying to hide their laughter so they wouldn't get caught. There was something about playing this with only him that seemed especially exhilarating, "Pitch black hide and seek?"

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Jimin's lips pulled up in a sly grin, knowing how little it took to have Mina - quite literally - wrapped around his finger. He hadn't even gotten his drink yet, and she was beginning to completely unravel before him. All week, he'd been wondering when a moment like this would happen again, and he wasn't about to pass up this opportunity. The days of courting around countless girls had been long gone for him, but something about Mina drew him in, but in mind and body. While just the thought of having her squirming under him as he moved in and out of her excited him, there were also the parts of him that wanted to hold her, and just spend time with her.

However, he was almost certain that maybe this was all she wanted. As he felt her hand grabbing his crotch, though, he didn't care about whether or not he was being used for sex. If he were being honest with himself, he'd let himself be used by Mina day in and day out if it meant he at least got to fuck her like last weekend. Perhaps one day he'd muster up the courage to ask her what this meant, but for now, he didn't want to ruin what they already had. And he didn't want to possibly face the rejection. His cock stiffened up even more when the pressure of her hand over it increased, and it was obvious they definitely weren't going to stay for appetizers.

Removing his finger out from her core, he slipped it into his mouth before redirecting his attention back to Jin.

"Hey, man. I left my wallet at home, so I'm gonna go grab it. Mina wants to come," Jimin looked over at Mina as he winked.

"It's okay, I can cover you," Jin offered, being the nice guy he usually was.

"I have some stuff to do after this, so I'd really like to go grab it," Jimin pressed on.

"Please, take your time," Lia suggested with a wide smile, as if she'd just won some prize.

"Don't wait for us," Jimin stood from his chair, then moved behind Mina's to help her stand up.

@ jungshook



Jungkook grinned when she said she had a good time, glad that she’d enjoyed the day just as much as he had. Maybe on their next date, they could do something that she liked. The thought made his smile widen. Their next date. He couldn’t believe he’d even had one date with her, let alone maybe even having two. He could just imagine it now. Maybe they would go see a movie or have dinner at a restaurant. What did she even like to do? Obviously he knew her pretty well, but he wasn’t really sure what her hobbies were other than what she liked to do with him and Taehyung. He’d never really thought to ask before. He made a mental note in his head to ask her about the things she liked and what she liked to do for fun next time he had the chance.

He looked up at her when she mentioned playing a game, his brows raising in curiosity. When she said pitch black hide and seek, he chuckled softly. He wasn’t sure where this was leading, but he kind of had an idea. “You just only like me in the dark, don’t you?” he teased, grinning playfully at her. He nodded his head, though, and stood up from the table. “How about you go get ready and I’ll clean the dishes?” He didn’t wait for her to answer, knowing that she would take the initiative to clean them if he did. He picked up their plates, carrying them into the kitchen. He rinsed them off before scrubbing them and putting them in the dishwasher. He walked out of the kitchen, flipping the light switch off as he left, leaving him in complete darkness.

He looked around, squinting his eyes as he tried to make out all the shapes around him. He was pretty familiar with the layout of this house, but even still, in the dark, it was really hard to see where he was going. So it didn’t take long for him to bump into one of the dining chairs. He looked around, biting his lip. It was way too quiet. “Mooni-ah!” he called out playfully, feeling his way around until he was in the living room. He looked around, trying to listen for any slight noise she might make. She’d always been way too good at this game for him or Taehyung. Taehyung had always been the first one to be caught, Jungkook second, and then Mooni. She always had the best hiding spots, not to mention she was small so she could fit into spaces that he and Taehyung couldn’t.

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Mina nearly whimpered when Jimin pulled his finger out of her, watching as he stood up. She glanced over at Lia and Jin, feeling a bit bad for the poor guy but honestly at that moment all she could think about was having Jimin inside of her. She’d make it up to Jin later. She stood from her chair and grabbed her bag, slipping from between the seats and wasting no time in ushering Jimin away from the table. She followed him outside of the restaurant, reaching out to grab his hand. She pulled him to a stop, leaning back against the wall and pulling him towards her. She slipped her arms around his neck, leaning up and pressing her lips to his. God, it felt good to kiss him. It felt like she was meant to kiss him, like all the years of their lives had been leading up to this moment.

She pulled away and looked up at him. “I don’t think I can wait to get back to your apartment,” she murmured, forcing her thighs shut. She looked around to make sure nobody was near them, reaching her hand between their bodies to cup the very obvious bulge in his pants. She smirked, leaning forward to kiss his jaw. “You’re really that hard for me already?” she teased, knowing it would get him riled up. It was obvious that he liked to be the dominant one in the bedroom, and maybe she happened to be a bit of a brat. Or maybe it was just Jimin who brought that out in her. All her sex leading up to this point had been pretty vanilla and she’d never really enjoyed it much. That was until Jimin. And it had only been just one time. Who knew what he could show her in the future?

She glanced over at the large expanse of woods that was on the side of the restaurant, biting her lip as she looked back up at him. Before he could do anything, she slipped from between him and the wall, giggling as she took off for the woods. “If you want me, come get me!” she shouted back to him, glancing over her shoulder at him to see his reaction before slipping into the darkness of the trees. They were pretty thick and it was dark outside, so it was a bit hard to see once she got deeper into the woods, but the light coming from the restaurant helped a bit to find her way into them.