Hana incoming.
You attempted to pat your clammy hands on your skirt, but to no avail. More sweat took the place of the droplets littering the upper half of your clothes, Hana either not noticing or not caring as she stepped closer.
Hana"Want to explain why you're being so cryptic? Meet at the lake, alone. Not creepy at all."
Hana"What's going on? Did Jungkook hurt you?"
You"No, actually, quite the opposite. He's been so nice recently. I gave him a tattoo, and when I did, something changed. I don't know what, but-"
She cut you off by bursting out laughing. You stared, her laughing her ass off right in front of you.
Hana"What in the Wattpad?"
You"Oh so my sudden turn for the bad boy is funny, hm?"
Hana"It's so funny to be honest. What's next, he gonna * you on his motorcycle?"
You"Well, if he's offering-"
The two of you continued your laughter, nearly falling over from the force of it. All your nerves left you at once, a grin radiating on your skin. It made you glow, everything around you turning a hue brighter than usual. Meanwhile, Hana was picking at the blades of grass skimming by her. She tickled them like they tickled her knee, her gaze remaining on each little spike.
You"Are you okay with me liking him?"
Hana"Y/n, I panicked and completely ruined every chance I had with him even if I did still have feelings for him."
She halted, swiveling her head to stare at you. She pointed her finger at you to add dramatic effect to her words.
Hana"And no, I don't have feelings for him anymore. I don't want to hear * from you, Miss Wattpad."
You"Get out, I'm not living some ultra fun, great life."
You went to shrug, then, you stopped yourself.
You"Or maybe I am. Really, I have decent grades, good friends, a potential love interest, and I'm at a good school. What more can I really ask for?"
Hana"Just because you have good things doesn't mean you're immune to depression. It's okay to feel upset, your feelings aren't invalid because others have more or less than you. It's not a competition about who has the biggest problems, it's about helping each other. And I want to help you."
She placed her hand on your shoulder, keeping her eyes on you.
Hana"Starting with getting you laid."
You"Sweet speech ruined by hormones. Why am I not surprised?"
You leaned back with a grunt, eyes on the sky. Mentally, you painted it. The palette was gorgeous today, the rays of the Sun dancing over each cloud.
Hana"When's the last time you got laid?"
You"Alright, we really are talking about this. Maybe a few months? I don't know, I've had other focuses other than sex. And Jungkook..."
Hana"Is this the part where you say he isn't just sex?"
You"Were you always this big of a bottom?"
Hana"It's called 'homie love'."
You"Come on Han, let's stop being lesbian and get back on topic with being straight."
Hana"I'm not convinced you're straight."
At your glare, she backed off, throwing her hands up to defend herself.
Hana"Right. Jungkook. Let's talk about Jungkook, yeah?"
You"I don't know what to say about him he's just... wonderful."
Hana"The * is wonderful?"
You kicked at the ground, staring up and observing the clouds again. There was a bunny-shaped cloud over your head, your lips spreading into a smile.
You"Yeah, yeah actually. He is."
Hana"Oh boy, this really is a movie. What are you gonna do?"
You"I think I have an idea."
There was a brief silence, you letting out a soft breath.
~~~
Jungkook wasn't sure what he was expecting, but a knock on his door wasn't it. He went over, throwing open the wood in time to see Y/n standing there. She had her hair behind her face, her eyes trained on him. For some reason, she had an aura about her that she didn't possess before.
Jungkook"Y/n? What's up?"
Y/n"Can I see the tattoo?"
He smiled, allowing her to come in. He had to admit she looked amazing. Gorgeous, even sexy. Terrible thoughts, but he wanted to act on them. Jungkook barely resisted the urge.
Jungkook"You don't even have to ask."
She strolled inside, him kicking the door shut. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt to ensure the tattoo would be fine, her tracing her finger around the wrap there.
Jungkook"It looks nice, right?"
She agreed, him smirking before gaining an idea. AKA: he decided to stop resisting his urges.
Y/n"What? Why are you smirking?"
Jungkook"Want to see something?"
She nodded albeit confused, him grabbing the hem of his shirt and taking it off. Y/n's jaw dropped, her averting her eyes as if on instinct.
He came over, her backing up only for him to come closer. Her back hit the door to his bedroom, him trapping her in place. Jungkook rested his hands on her shoulders, her barely having the courage to glance up at him.
She did.
Y/n"What are you doing, Jungkook?"
He took her hand, placing it on his chest.
Jungkook"Showing you one of my tattoos."
Y/n"There's nothing there."
Jungkook"Oh, is that so? Damn, I could've sworn I had one there. Maybe you should use your mouth to make one."
He chuckled, playing with a piece of her hair.
Jungkook"What's wrong, princess?"
Y/n"Is this what you do with all the girls? Take off your shirt and hope they fall in love with you?"
Jungkook"Well yeah, I mean if it works why would I not do it?"
She snickered, using her index finger to push him back a bit.
Y/n"Sorry Jeon, but I came by to tell you that I don't want to study with you anymore."
She smirked, leaning up and pressing her lips against his cheek. He held her hips with a gasp, his fingers digging into her hips. Before she left, she planted her mouth right by his ear and whispered words he never thought he'd hear.
Y/n"Tomorrow night, my place. 7 o'clock. Don't be late."
