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The Meme and His Tutor

Part 18: The Day The Tutor Got A New Nickname

Co-written with @tragicshadows

Recommended Song: She’s A Baby by Zico

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Summary:

With an eventful start to the day, you begin to question what you thought you knew.

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 6370

Length: 18/?

You woke up to the cold sinking into your skin. Jungkook wasn't in the bed anymore. You could hear yelling just outside the open door.

"Maj-a, byeontae ya! (Yeah right, you pervert!)" That was Jungkook.

"Nareul byeontaerago bureuneungeoya?(You're calling me a pervert?)” And that was Namjoon. “Neo sog-os man ibgoiss-eul ttae geunyeo gaseum saie neoui eolgul-i saeng-gyeoss-eo! (You just had your face between her boobs while only wearing underwear!)"

"Geugeos-i geuleohge pyeon-anhan geos-eun dang-yeonhaeyo. Naneun agicheoreom jassdayo. (No wonder it was so comfortable. I slept like a baby.)"

What the?

You were rubbing the sleep from your eyes and when you looked through the door he was indeed in just a pair of very tight looking boxers. With a squeak, you covered your eyes. But you found the image burned into your mind, your cheeks a fiery red. Jungkook gave his own squeak and hid behind Namjoon.

"G-g-good morning N-n-noona. Uuuuh... I need to get dressed..."

"Ye..."

Namjoon looked between both of your pink faces and sighed. He headed back to his own room leaving Jungkook in the doorway.

"Uhhh, could you turn away...please?"

"I-I-I'll go wait i-i-in the living room."

"In your onesie?"

"Ye."

You quickly waddled out of the room, trying to think of anything other than seeing Jungkook's bare thighs and his toned butt covered by tight fitting boxer briefs. Your mind was so occupied you didn't notice that you had flopped down on the couch between Yoongi and Hoseok eating their cereal.

The two shared a look and Hoseok put his hand on your shoulder.

"Gwaenchanha? Niga bakkwimyeon andoeni?(Everything okay? Shouldn't you be getting changed)."

"Kookie… sog-os... os... pil-yohada. (Kookie... underwear... clothes... needed)."

Yoongi and Hoseok shared a confused look.

"Sog-os? (Underwear?)"

You nodded. "Geuneun jass-eoyo... amugeosdo... nawa hamkke. (He slept...nothing else...with me)."

Yoongi shrugged as if expecting nothing less. Hoseok, on the other hand, was rather surprised.

"Geuneun mueos-eul haess-eo?! (He did what?!)" His face was a picture of shock horror before it morphed into a frown. He got off the sofa and made his way to the maknae's room. Though you were still in a daze and hadn't noticed he left.

"Heobeokji… (Thighs...)"

"Mwo geudeul-e gwanhayeo? (What about them?)" Yoongi asked conversationally, stirring his breakfast.

"Geudeul-eun neomu… (They're so...)"

"Geun-yug-i manh-a? (Muscly?)"

"Geurae. (Yeah.)" You groaned, palming your face.

"Jungkook-ege niga seung-inhaessdaneun geos-eul allyeo deuligess-eo. (I'll let Jungkook know you approve.)"

That snapped you out of it.

"Mwo? (What?)"

"Amugeosdo. (Nothing.)"

The sound of Jungkook yelling your name pulled your gaze to Hoseok making his way back to his seat.

"Geuneun junbi dwaess-eo. Ije gasyeodo dwi-eo. (He's ready. You can go now.)"

You got up and made your way back to his room, blush still staining your cheeks.

"Kookie, I um... I'm gonna n-n-need help getting c-c-changed. Arm."

You gestured to the injured limb that was being cradled to your chest. Jungkook's head snapped up from where he was making the bed.

"Y-y-you need help?"

"I can't straighten my arm. If you feel uncomfortable you don't have to..."

"No, no. I can help!" He rounded the bed and stood before you, scratching his cheek awkwardly. "What do you want me to do?"

Your blush deepened, "I need help taking the onesie off and putting a top on... a-a-and I need you to help me balance as I change into my trousers..."

"Uhh..." You saw him swallow. "B-but...it means I have to see your underwear."

You nodded, "I just saw yours..."

"T-t-that's d-d-different."

You took a moment to think.

"You can leave then... I think I can manage."

Jungkook looked concerned, "Are you sure?"

You nodded and he left the room. He was only gone for about a minute when you unwillingly cried out in pain while trying to remove the Pikachu onesie. A split second later he was rushing back into the room.

"Are you okay?"

"It hurts." You whimpered.

"Fuck it, I'll help you."

He reached for your arm when you took a step back. "Did you just drop the f-bomb?"

"Ye. Come here, let me help you."

"I'm still not used to hearing you swear." He gently coaxed your arm through the sleeve.

"Look what you've driven me to. I was innocent before I met you."

"What do you mean? All I've done is teach you English."

"Yeah right. You've done far more than that Noona." There was a hint of something in his voice that you couldn't quite place. Once your arm was out of the sleeve the top of the onesie was quickly pushed down and Jungkook looked away.

"I-I-I laid out my clothes on the b-b-bed."

He grabbed the t-shirt you picked out and slowly turned back to you.

"Arms or head first?"

"I normally do it head first."

"Okay."

He pulled the material over your head and you easily slipped your uninjured arm through the sleeve. However, the injured one was a different story.

"Sorry. Sorry. Sorry." Was spewing from his lips like a mantra. You gritted your teeth and tried to lessen a number of pained sounds you were making.

And then finally your arm was through, you immediately cradled it to your chest with a small whimper. He ran a hand through his hair as you sunk onto his bed and willed yourself not to cry.

"I'll go get you some painkillers."

When he came back you were wiping away tears. He rushed over to you and offered you the tablets. You managed to take them and then fell against his shoulder. He placed the water on the night stand before wrapping you in a hug being extra careful of your arm.

"No more t-shirts. Only button up short sleeved shirts. You can borrow some of mine."

You nodded and lifted your head to press your lips to his cheek. "Thank you."

It shouldn't have been that big of a deal. You'd just seen each other in your underwear only minutes ago but yet Jungkook's eyes grew wide.

"Uh, y-y-you're welcome, N-noona."

"I still need to change into my pants."

"You can do that sat down right? You shouldn't really need my help..."

You giggled, "If it makes you that uncomfortable you can go."

You shooed him to the door with an amused grin.

"If you need me, let me know Noona."

"Will do." He shut the door behind him and you let out a huge breath you didn't realise you had been holding in.

It was only your second day in Korea and so much had happened already. As you continued to change you made sure to mentally prepare yourself for a reaction from the members. Knowing Jungkook he'd probably said something to them. Or they guessed. Yoongi seemed to be good at that. When you left the room you kept your head down trying to hide the redness that appeared to have not left your cheeks since you woke up. You were met by a concerned Jin.

"You okay Y/N? Jungkook-eun nega neomu manh-eun gotong-eul gyeokkgo issdago haeseo nega bakkwineun geos-eul dowa jul pil-yoga issdago malhaessda. Geuga jinsil-eul malhago iss-eosseo? (Jungkook said you were in so much pain you needed help changing. Was he telling the truth?)"

"Ye. Naneun pal-eul godge su eobs-eoyo. (I can't straighten my arm.)"

He gave you a sympathetic smile and ruffled your hair.

"Hotel-e honja issji anhdani dahaeng-ine. (I’m glad you're not at a hotel alone.)"

You smiled, "Naega meomuldolog haejwoseo gomawoyo. (Thank you for letting me stay.)"

He told you not to worry and that you were always welcome at the dorm while you made your way into the kitchen where Jungkook was waiting for you.

"I made breakfast for you Noona!"

Well, that was oddly domestic. You sat down at the table only to have Jungkook pull out your seat (with you still in it) and turn it to face him. He had a bowl of cereal and a spoon with some already in his hands.

You frowned, "I'm injured; not a baby."

You heard a cough and followed Jungkook's narrowed eyes to Taehyung behind you. He waved at you before darting out the room.

"Noona. Eat."

"Not with you feeding me."

"Noona~"

Shit, he was giving you the puppy dog eyes. There was no way you could refuse them. They were too cute. With a sigh, you gave in.

"Fine. Aaaah~"

You opened wide and ate what was offered while Jungkook stupidly grinned.

"Good?" He offered you another mouthful and you took it.

"I feel like a child."

"I was aiming for a princess."

You lightly shoved his shoulder causing the cereal to fall off the spoon and land on the floor with a splat.

"Noona~!"

"Yah! Stop calling me a queen or princess." You gave him another little shove.

He chuckled and simply offered a mouthful.

"I can call you anything I want. I've seen you call me Satan or The Devil on your blog."

You coughed as cereal lodged itself in your throat. "You're a little shit."

"What did I do that made me so evil?"

"You exist."

He pretended to be offended, hand coming up to rest over his heart.

"I'm hurt Noona."

"Good. It's payback for all the hurt you put me through."

He pouted. "I don't understand."

"Sometimes when I watch fancams I feel personally attacked."

"I still don't understand."

You huffed, "Of course you wouldn't."

"Shut up and eat." He shoved the spoon in your mouth.

You gasped, taking the spoon out and wiped the milk that had dribbled down your chin.

"That's not a very nice thing to say to a princess."

"I thought you didn't want to be a princess."

"I take it back."

He grinned, "Good."

He took the spoon back from you and was less forceful in feeding you.

Jungkook was just giving you the last mouthful when Jimin walked in the kitchen. You could have sworn he almost dropped the glass he was holding.

"Y/N-ege w-wae meog-ileuljuneungeoya? (W-why are you feeding Y/N?)”

You raised your poor arm and Jimin frowned.

"Neoui daleun son-eun gwaenchanha… (Your other hand is fine...)"

"Naneun algoiss-eoyo. Geureona geuneun isanghagejonjaeiss-eoyo.(I know. But he's being weird.)"

"Ma! (Hey!)" Jungkook shouted in slight annoyance.

"Geuneun hangsang isanghae. (He's always weird.)"

The maknae stood up as if going to square up to Jimin who just laughed and poked his cheek.

"Kookie, leave him alone."

"He called me weird."

"You're acting weird. Now sit."

He sat with a pout, "Jiminie is mean. Calling me weird for wanting to look after my Noona."

"Neoneun geunyeoreul agicheoreom meog-igo iss-eossda. (You were feeding her like a baby.)"

You could hear the sound of voices approaching the kitchen and quickly stood up, grabbing the bowl and taking it to the sink.

"Noona, let me wash up."

"I can still hold things in my hand, it's just my elbow that is broken, not my entire arm."

"It may as well be. Let me do it Noona."

Jimin chuckled at their antics and refilled his drink from the fridge as Namjoon and Yoongi entered the kitchen.

"Yah! Y/N why don't you leave the cleaning to Jungkook and get ready."

You smiled at Namjoon, "I can help."

"You're his guest. You shouldn't be doing any chores."

"He already fed me so it's only fair I wash up."

"He fed you?"

Yoongi laughed, making his way over to Jungkook to slap him on the back. He whispered something to him that you couldn't quite hear.

"I told him not to. He insisted."

"And you just let him?"

"He gave me puppy dog eyes Namjoon-oppa. I can't say no to his puppy dog eyes."

Namjoon chuckled, "How about I wash and you stack them on the draining board?"

"I suppose that sound fa-"

Jungkook came rushing over and pushed Namjoon towards Yoongi.

"I'm meant to be the one helping her. She's my Noona."

You watched as Yoongi shot Jungkook a look which had the younger glancing away sheepishly. Was your presence in the dorm really causing issues after one day? Namjoon and Yoongi left you both at the sink in silence.

"Maybe I should go stay at a hotel. I appear to be causing conflicts-"

Jungkook suddenly grabbed your by the shoulders and turned you to face him.

"It's not your fault Noona. Things have been a little... tense lately between Namjoon-hyung and I, but its nothing to worry about and you shouldn't blame yourself. You're staying here, with me, where I can make sure you're okay. Jungkookie take care."

A smile graced your lips and Jungkook poked your dimple.

"Yah!" You bat his hand away.

"I like it when Noona smiles. So no more frowns. This week is going to be a good week."

You nodded once.

Doing the washing up together had shown to have its distractions, such as Jungkook splashing you with water every now and then.

"Kookie~" You whined when a particularly big splash soaked your shirt. "Stop getting me all wet or I'll have to change!"

"Can't we just dry it with a hair dryer? It would save us the hassle of getting that t-shirt off of you."

You pulled the wet material away from your skin with a grimace. Maybe using a hairdryer would work. He stacked the last bowl on the draining board and emptied the sink of water then took you back into his bedroom to dry your t-shirt. He rummaged around the room for a bit trying to find the machine he wanted and gave a little victory shout when he found it. He motioned for you to sit on the bed as he plugged it in and put it on a medium setting.

"I don't want Noona to get too hot."

He pointed to hairdryer at you and clicked the button. A blast of warm air hit your chest and you pulled at the hem of your top to help it dry.

You pouted, "This is your fault."

"I know, that's why I'm drying it."

You noticed Taehyung pop his head round the corner and give a quizzical look. Jungkook followed your gaze and raised an eyebrow at the intruder.

"Wonhaneunge mwoya? (What do you want?)"

You watched his eyes flicker between you, your shirt and Jungkook. He folded his arms, clearly amused at the situation.

"Naneun geu so-eum-i mueos-inji gung-geumhaessda. (I wondered what the noise was.)"

"Geulsse, neo ije al-ass-eoyo. Gaja. (Well, now you know. So go.)"

Instead of leaving Taehyung moved further into the room and took a seat on Jungkook's desk chair.

"Wae geunyeoui syeocheuga jeoj-eungeoya? (Why did her top get wet?)"

"Geuneun nareul mul-e ppulyeoss-eoyo. (He splashed me with water.)" You shot Jungkook an accusing glare which made him smile.

But Taehyung looked more confused.

"Os-eul gal-aibneun ge eottae? (Why don't you change clothes?)"

"Geugeos-eun Noona-reul dachige hal geos-igi ttaemun-e. (Because it would hurt Noona)" Jungkook said before you could answer. He was still holding the hair dryer up, moving side to side so the top would dry evenly.

"Hajiman deoleoun mullo geunyeoleul twigiji anh-assnayo? (But didn't you splash her with dirty water?)"

You looked at Jungkook.

"Does it look dirty enough to change?"

He shook his head, "I emptied the dirty water before splashing you. It should be fine once it dries." He relayed what he said to Taehyung who shrugged.

Taehyung muttered something that had Jungkook frowning, ears turning pink, then left the room. What could have Taehyung said to make Jungkook embarrassed and annoyed at the same time? You placed a hand on his wrist, pausing the motions of the hairdryer and raised an eyebrow at him.

"What was that?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Kookie-" You were cut off by a sudden blast of warm air on your face.

"Yah!" You pushed his hand away and he snickered.

"Noona shouldn't worry about things that don't concern her. After we get this top dry we're going to go out and you are going to buy me a bunny onesie."

A few minutes later you were at the front door slipping on a pair of shoes. Jungkook handed you a face mask and baseball cap and after a quick goodbye to the members who were still home you made your way down to his car.

"Why do I need a mask and a baseball cap?"

"Since your last visit, news of you visiting has spread from Tumblr to Twitter." He took his keys out of his pocket and unlocked the car. "You can never be too careful with ARMY. But if you don't want to wear them you don't have to."

"It's spread to Twitter?"

He nodded. You decided to wear the hat and mask. Once you had them on you couldn't stop yourself from giggling. You felt like a spy. He opened your door and you climbed in. Jungkook once again insisted on doing the seatbelt and then he was rounding the car and getting in.

You stayed silent as he focused on navigating the underground parking but once he was on the road you turned to him.

"Where does one buy a bunny onesie?"

"At a place that sells clothes."

You playfully slapped him on the arm, "I knew that Captain Obvious."

He chuckled and you asked him again wanting a serious answer.

"I was thinking a department store. Hence the mask and hat."

"Isn't that risky?"

He waited until he stopped at a red light to turn and smirk at you.

"What's life without taking risks?"

"But isn't it super risky for you since you're famous and all."

His smirk turned into a smile before facing the front again as the light became amber.

"I want to spend time with my Noona while she is here. I don't mind if I get noticed but I don't want bad things to be said about Noona.”

You propped your elbow on the door and rest your chin on your palm to watch him drive.

"They don't know me. It would be worse for you."

"I have a PR team behind me to deal with things like that. You don't." He paused for a second to focus on switching lanes. "We'll be careful. Promise."

You entered the store holding hands. It must have been a store he went to frequently because as soon as you were through the automatic doors he started dragging you down the aisles onto some escalators. He navigated you past the women's section to the men's and paused while taking in his surroundings.

"Ah! Pyjamas!" He pointed down an aisle and took off, pulling you behind him.

You worried about the possibility of him pulling your good arm out of its socket.

"Yah! Slow down BunBun!"

He immediately stopped, eyes wide, "Was I hurting Noona?"

You nodded and he rubbed your good arm. When you started walking again it was much slower than before.

"You're such a muscle pig." You muttered.

He flashed you a quick smile then focused back on the task at hand. You managed to find a small section of onesies hung up in a line beside slippers and prayed there was a bunny one amongst them. And if there was, that there was one in his size and it wasn't too expensive. You watched him browse through the selection and give a little happy shout.

"Noona! I found one!"

You joined his side and immediately let out a small 'aww!'

He held the onesie up against his body and grinned. You were a little disappointed the only colour option was white but it would have to do.

"You should try it on, BunBun."

"Okay, Noona." He took hold of your and led you to the changing rooms. "I'll model it. Oh! Noona should film it!"

You laughed as he entered one of the stalls and you stood awkwardly outside the entrance for the fitting rooms.

"Would you like me to post it on Tumblr?"

"Ye!"

"I'll caption it 'BunBun's first catwalk'."

He was silent for a moment and then you heard the click of the lock.

"Are you ready?"

"Ye." You stood a little further back with your phone open on the camera app. You pressed record just as the door opened.

Jungkook stood in the doorway, hood pulled up to reveal two white floppy ears. He grinned and hopped towards you, arms held up by his chest in the bunny pose as he did so. Your giggles bubbled out of you as you couldn't cover your mouth to quiet them.

"How do I look? Am I a handsome BunBun?"

You shook your head.

"No, you're a cute BunBun."

He pouted and hopped closer. You could see a dusting of pink on his cheeks and wished you had a free hand with which to pinch them.

"I prefer handsome but I'll take cute for now... even though Noona is the cute one..."

You stopped filming and slapped him, phone still in hand.

"Yah! I'm not cute!"

"Sure you are."

Just as you went to step on those white shoes of his as you said you would the day before, he darted off and locked himself in the changing room. You could hear his laughter from the other side of the door and huffed.

You smirked as an idea came to mind, "If you don't let me step on your shoes when you get out then Tumblr will learn about your Marvel boxer-briefs."

The door was quickly thrown open, his upper half sticking out of it. His face was bright red with a look of shock and he only had his head and one arm in his shirt.

"You've looked through my underwear draw?!"

"By accident but yes."

"I feel violated." His eyes narrowed but you detected his teasing tone.

"Says the one who climbed into bed with me last night!"

His eyes widened. "Noona, shush!"

You smiled sweetly and fluttered your eyelashes, "So...can I step on your shoes?"

He hesitated, "...Fine... People might take it the wrong way if you let them know you've seen my underwear."

He finished pulling on his shirt, put on his hat and mask then grabbed the onesie.

"Then get your fine ass over here."

He cocked a brow, "You think my butt looks good? I never thought I would hear Noona say something like that."

It was your turn to blush.

"I-it's not like the internet calls it the Jungbooty or anything..." You trailed off looking anywhere but his face.

"First Jungcock and now Jungbooty? ARMY sure are creative." You hummed in agreement and shuffled forward. "I'm glad I did all those squats-s-shit!"

"Oops?"

He swore again, clutching the foot you just stomped on with one hand.

"Wae geugeol balb-ass ni?! Noona-neun nareul dachige hadani biyeolhaeyo! (Why did you stomp on it?! Noona is mean for hurting me!)"

You felt a little bad for stomping hard enough to make him revert back to Korean.

"It's punishment for calling me cute."

He dropped his foot and shook his head. "Bully."

"Meanie."

He held your stare for a moment before thrusting the onesie at you.

"Let's go pay."

He led the way to the checkout giving you the opportunity to sneak a glance at the price tag and the Jungbooty. It looked so firm. No! Snap out of it! Thankfully the onesie was a decent price. God, why did he have to choose those pants? You were so distracted you hadn't noticed Jungkook stopping and slammed straight into the back of him.

"Are you okay?"

It took you a second to realise he'd turned around to face you. Wow. You needed to get a grip.

"Yeah, sorry. I was distracted."

He lowered his head to your ear and whispered, "Stop staring at my ass," before straightening and stepping forward in the queue.

How did he know?! You gulped then stepped forward too.

"What makes you think I was staring at your butt?"

You heard a soft chuckle come from him, "What else would be distracting you?"

Not trusting yourself to form an answer without stuttering, you shoved him from behind. He spun around and steered you by the shoulders to stand in front of him.

"Noona pays, Noona goes first."

You passed the onesie to the cashier who scanned the item and put it in a bag for you.

"Neo-ui namjachingu-ga jal saenggyeosseoyo (Your boyfriend is very handsome.)"

You handed the money over then glanced at Jungkook to find him staring at you. His eyes were the only thing visible to the cashier and you tried not to laugh. Either she was joking or recognised him.

"Geuneun nae namjachingu-ga aniyo. (He's not my boyfriend.)"

She passed you your change and tucked the receipt into the bag.

"Geugeos-eun bukkeuleoun il-eoyo. Neondeul hamkke gwiyeowo. (That's a shame. You look cute together.)"

In that moment you forgot Jungkook was even there.

"Jeongmal?! Neo geuleohge saeng-gaghaeyo?! (Really?! You think so?!)" There was excitement in your voice.

She smiled and nodded. Jungkook took the bag off the counter and placed an arm around your shoulders. You said thank you to the lady and let Jungkook guide you out of the shop. It felt nice having his arm around you. It felt... right. But why was he doing it in the first place?

"BunBun... your arm-"

"Let's go get some ice cream Noona."

He pointed to a small ice cream shop and kept his arm on you. You licked your lips at the thought. It wasn't overly hot outside since it was only the beginning of summer but any weather was perfect for ice cream.

The aircon hit you as soon as you stepped inside bringing goosebumps to the surface of your skin and you pressed closer to Jungkook while scanning the flavours available.

"Oh look Noona! They have salted caramel flavour!"

You did a little cheer and looked up at him. "How did you know I like salted caramel?"

"Because you told me, silly. It was a while ago but I remembered."

You felt something twist in your gut and smiled. What was this feeling?

"You remembered." You repeated under your breath.

He led you to the serving counter and told the shopkeeper the flavours you wanted each. You ended up with salted caramel and he ended up with a watermelon sorbet. He paid and you eagerly spooned the ice cream into your mouth, sighing in pleasure.

You went to take a seat at a nearby table when he caught your arm and nodded to the door.

"It's beautiful outside. Let's go for a walk."

"Won't you need to take your mask off?"

He paused but then held the door open, "It should be relatively empty in the parks. Children should be at summer school and adults at work."

You were uncertain but that side lost to the side that wanted nothing more than to sit and enjoy the weather with Jungkook.

"Okay."

"We have to walk quickly or my sorbet will melt."

You nodded in understanding and waddled out the door, holding the pot of ice cream in your immobile hand. Jungkook followed after you, free arm wrapping around your waist since his sorbet was in a cone.

"Why isn't mine in a cone?"

"Payback for stamping on my foot. Now you have to struggle."

You gasped, "You're so mean!"

"You broke my finger and possibly my toe!"

"I didn't break your finger. You lied to me. Like I said, mean."

He chuckled and squeezed your hip. "It was worth it."

You nearly tripped over your own feet when he squeezed your hip, not expecting such an... intimate gesture from him. He caught you before you completely lost balance.

"Noona~ You're not meant to hurt yourself while you're here. We're nearly at the park."

You apologised for almost falling and focused on not making an idiot of yourself. Turning a corner, you were greeted by a stretch of grass. It was refreshing to see amongst a lot of the concrete of Seoul and you felt yourself feeling more at ease with every step you took away from the road. It reminded you of the village you grew up in but with fewer trees. A smile graced your features. Scooping up another spoonful of ice cream you noticed some melted and dripped down the spoon, landing on your hand. Without thinking you licked it off like you were used too. When you were finished you remembered you were in Jungkook's company and found he had been staring at you intently.

"You're like a cat when you do that, Kitten."

"D-did you just...?"

He hummed in response and smiled before dropping to the floor and patting the grass beside him.

"Kitten, sit."

Your body seemed to move of its own accord. Alarm bells began to ring in your head while the word ‘ kitten’ flashed in big bold lettering. Jeon Jungkook just called you kitten. And...you liked it?

"You have a nickname for me now then I guess." You stated, wiggling to get comfy on the ground.

"If you can call me BunBun because I remind you of a bunny then I can call you my Kitten since you remind me of a cat."

"That sounds like a fair trade."

He grinned and reached a hand up to pat the top of your cap. "Good Kitten."

Your eyes dropped to his sorbet that was slowly melting down the side of the cone. You quickly abandoned your small spoon in the cup and grabbed his hand to guide the sorbet to your lips. You licked along the seam of the cone then let it go. He was silent for a moment, eyes flickering from you to his sorbet then back to you. His bottom lip was caught by his teeth as his eyebrows drew together in... annoyance? You really couldn't tell.

"Who said you could have a taste?"

His voice had lowered an octave.

"You can call me Kitten but don't treat me like a pet."

"I didn't mean-"

You cut him off by shovelling a heaped spoonful of ice cream in his mouth and taking back your spoon leaving his lips sticky with caramel sauce.

"I was kidding. Just don't pet me. It's weird."

You watched as his tongue swept across his lips to remove the sauce.

"How about I only pet you on certain occasions?"

You tilted your head to the side in confusion, "On what occasions?"

He shrugged then had some more of his sorbet.

"I don't know but we can find out together."

Together. He said 'together'. In your chest, your heart was pounding like a drum. But you shouldn't be thinking of things like that...unless he was actually serious in which case that meant...he liked you. Or maybe he just meant as close friends. You couldn't tell.

"I like the sound of that."

He positively beamed at you, bunny teeth on full display, "I'll let Noona pet me too! It won't be a one-sided thing!"

This boy was going to be the death of you and not in the way you had first anticipated. When you found out about Bangtan you thought your death was going to come from their choreo and costumes. But no. It seemed like anything said implying romance was going to make your heart burst.

You smiled, "Okay." And took another bite of your ice cream.

The two of you were silent as you ate. Enjoying the occasional tweet from bypassing birds and crunch as Jungkook demolished his cone.

Once you were finished, he put your empty pot and spoon in the trash and flopped back down beside you. He grabbed the bag with his onesie in and placed it behind his head as a pillow and then opened his arms, inviting you to lie with him. He wanted to cuddle? You were used to your other friends being like that but they were like that with everyone. This was Jungkook who, according to the members, wasn't a very cuddly person unless it was with them.

You must have been lost in thought for too long because he patted the ground next to him, "Come on Kitten. I promise I don't bite."

You lie down, fidgeting for a moment to get comfortable with his arm behind your neck.

"What if someone sees us?"

"The last person they're going to think of led down in a park with a girl is me. It's just toddlers and old people walking their dogs here. We'll be fine."

"Are you sure?"

The hand closest to your head started to idly twirl your hair between his fingers, "I'm sure. Stop worry and just relax. It's a beautiful day out and I want to spend it with Noona."

You let your eyes fall shut. Relax, he said. You could do that. So you breathed out a deep sigh and focused on the sound of his low humming. You didn't recognise the tune but figured it was a song he liked since he listened to a wider variety of music than you. You had never heard of future bass before he mentioned it and honestly had no idea what it sounded like. With his fingers playing with your hair you felt yourself beginning to fall asleep and tried to cuddle up closer to him. But that's when you heard it. The barking. You opened your eyes just in time to see a dog barrelling across the grass towards you.

"Jungkook!" You tapped his side and he squinted at you, then followed your gaze.

The dog pounced on him just as he sat up, knocking him backwards again. You had been scrambling to get up but the sight of him led on the ground as a dog licked his face was hilarious and sent you falling back to the ground in laughter. He was trying to stop the excited animal but the more he pushed it away the more excited it got. Jungkook tossed from side to side as the animal nuzzled his neck.

"N-Noona! Help me!"

You clutched your stomach as you laughed and shook your head.

"I need to film this!"

Taking out your phone, you recorded a video. Jungkook was practically begging you to help him but you refused. This was too cute.

"Please Noona! Tomorrow I'll take you to that cafe we went to last time you were here! Please!"

It was a really nice cafe. You sighed and stopped filming, putting your phone away again and whistled. The dog perked up and went over to you. You could tell you were about to receive the same treatment as Jungkook but quickly did something you knew turned any domesticated animal into a pile of mush. You scratched behind its ear. The dog, which looked more like a puppy (probably explaining it's over excitable behaviour), plopped it's butt down and leant into your touch. You giggled when its tail began to thump happily.

"Where's your owner, huh?"

Just as you said that an elderly couple and a small child came over. The child couldn't have been older than 3. The child crouched down by the puppy and pointed an accusing finger at it.

"Nappeun Ponyo. Neoneun nachseon saram-eul haltneun geos-i nappeudaneun geos-eul alji~. (Bad Ponyo. You know licking strangers is bad.)"

You had to hold back an ‘aw’ as she struggled with the pronunciation of longer words.

"Gwenchanha! (It's okay!)" You said and smiled at the little girl. "Geu neoui gang-aji ya? (Is he your puppy?)"

She nodded, suddenly stepping back towards the elderly couple.

"Halmae, Halbae! Ponyoneun jangnan kkuleogi yeossgo, meosjin agassiui nampyeon-eul halt-ass eo! (Grandma, Grandpa! Ponyo was naughty and licked the nice lady's husband!)"

Husband?! Your head whipped around to Jungkook who was chuckling. He looked oblivious to the comment.

"Jeongmal mianhae. (I'm so sorry.)" The elder man said.

Jungkook waved his hand, "Gwenchanhaeyo. (It's fine.)" And then he was beckoning the little girl over. "Neo ileum-i mwoni? (What's your name?)"

"Naneun Jiwoo. Igeos-eun naui gae, Ponyo-ida. (I'm Jiwoo. This is my dog, Ponyo.)"

You found it sweet that she named her dog after a Studio Ghibli film.

"Naneun Kookie. (I'm Kookie.)" Jungkook held out his hand and the little girl glanced at her grandparents for confirmation before shaking it. "Geuneun maeu chinjeol-eo. (He's very friendly.)"

"Naneun Ponyoga ne anaeleul joh-ahandago saeng-gaghae. (I think Ponyo likes your wife.)"

He gave her a small smile, "Geunyeoneun dongmuldeul-ege aju joh-a. (She's very good with animals.)"

You looked at him in shock. Why didn't he correct the little girl? She's going to have the wrong idea.

"Jiwoo, urineun jeongmallo jigeum jib-eulo hyanghaeya. (Jiwoo, we really must be heading home now.)" Said the elderly woman with her own smile.

Jiwoo pouted but clapped her hands, gaining the puppy's attention. Ponyo got to his feet and circled around her.

"Jal isseo Kookie! Jal isseo Kookie-ui anae! (Bye Kookie! Bye Kookie's wife!)"

You waved goodbye to the little girl and her grandparents and then shoved Jungkook's shoulder causing him to fall backwards.

"Really? Your wife?"

"I thought that was every fangirl's dream. To be their bias' wife."

You froze in place but then covered your face with your hands to hide your oncoming blush. This boy was definitely going to be the death of you at this rate. He laughed and got to his feet, not forgetting to grab his onesie.

"Come on, Noona. Let's go for a walk back to the car."

You took his outstretched hand and ignored your racing heart.

You had just reached the gate to the main road when you remembered something.

"BunBun, your mask!"

He stopped and fished it out of his pocket, "Don't forget to put yours on, Kitten."

You patted your pockets but felt your stomach drop when you couldn't find it.

Jungkook snickered when you looked at him wide-eyed, "I thought this might happen. Good thing I brought a spare with me."

He pulled the spare mask out of his back pocket and held it up. It had a whiskers design on it.

Your jaw dropped, "Did you plan this?!"

"No, no. I swear!" He scratched his cheek. "I saw this a while back and thought you might like it. I always bring spares just in case."

You took the mask off him and hooked it over your ears. "Thank you."

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