Jungkook cringed.
Ramen?
He sounded like a pervert.
And why was he stuttering? TO HIMSELF?
He had to put a damn period at some point, rambling wasn't attractive.
Courting someone was so fucking hard. Old people had it easy with the letters and flowers, not that they had much time to think about it when parents were pressuring them to get married and reproduce like bunnies in the wilderness.
But now, things were different. Jungkook grew up in the era of texting, how the fuck people socialized face to face? And how the fuck people flirted? He didn't know.
That was why in this moment he was making a fool of himself in front of the mirror, proving once more that he was the biggest social loser in town.
A dumbfuck indeed.
"Can you please stop talking to yourself in the mirror and finish shaving?" Jimin asked while passing through the bathroom door.
"I'm busy, don't you see?" Jungkook told him but obeyed and passed the razor through his left cheek, which was covered by shaving cream. He was just out of the shower, his hair was wet and curling, some drops shining on his shoulders and back while a black towel was hanging low on his hips.
He was especially nervous this day. He had a mission, again, but this time for real.
Jungkook was going to get the girl, part 3, or 4, maybe 13, I honestly don't know.
Bambam slapped him hard with a truth so sweet that he couldn't keep his face serious without a random smile popping up; the excitement was as big as when she kissed him that night, it felt so far away from the present but the sensation of her plump lips felt real like it happened just a few seconds ago. It still tickled.
The situation around the kiss was still confusing for him but he decided to stop questioning it and trust what he knew now: Lisa liked him, apparently more than he thought, it wasn't just physical.
He had to convince her to give him a chance... in some way.
Jimin got into the bathroom and looked at him through the mirror, he was already dressed for the day, wearing black skinny jeans and an oversized black and white striped shirt. "Try with 'me, you, tonight, wink wink'," he suggested and went to the toilet.
That sounded lame but Jimin was the one there getting laid every night.
Who was Jungkook to question his superior?
Jungkook tried to suppress the cringe and formed a smirk, which looked weird but that was what he had.
"Me, you, tonight," and he winked, or tried, he didn't know how to wink actually.
Ew.
He felt so stupid.
"Did it ever work for you?" he asked, genuinely horrified.
"No, I never did that," Jimin smiled innocently. "But you looked funny doing it"
Such a comedian, Jungkook laughed so hard that he almost lost a lung.
Jungkook rolled his eyes. "Fuck you, hyung," he said and checked his now shaved face, earrings clinking and reflecting the lights up the mirror.
Jimin chuckled at his back. "Really, stop with this shit, you don't even have to try hard," oh it was so easy for him, he just had to say hi and girls were already jeeting their wet panties and inviting him to lick. "Just walk to her and invite her"
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FanfictionMAIN CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE ADULTS. "Why can't I act normal when I'm with you?" IN WHICH he is too shy to confess and she is too silly to notice his real feelings, that just leads to many misunderstandings and living the biggest frustration...
Chapter 27
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