Side note - when did Usagi’s mom decide it was totally cool for her and Chibusa to spend the night at some high school guys place whom shes only met in passing?? Bad parenting aside, it was a cute scene :P
Second side note - I really love LOVE the judo scene where Makoto almost pulls Haruka’s shirt too far, almost exposing him as a her, so Haruka flips her to the ground like a beast to prevent it.
Is kinda nervous because they usually don’t have very good birthdays, but then once they get to school their friends totally turn that around and they just realise how much they treasure their friends. To infps friends are everything. <3
Side Note: This was my friends today and I kinda REALLY love them for it.
Yoongi and Hoseok went into Starbucks first. Hoseok was receiving a lot of looks for his entire outfit.
Yoongi, on the other hand, did not. No way he was going to walk in public with that hideous costume on anyways.
Jungkook silently crept in, finding a table next to them and covering his face with a random newspaper.
“Pssst.. Jungkookie! You’re not supposed to hiding..” Hoseok whispered.
Jungkook mentally facepalmed. “Shut up!” He whisper-yelled.
“Jungkookie, your voice is a little ‘horse’ Are you sure you should we drinking this many cold drinks in the snow?” Hoseok received a slap on the arm by Yoongi.
Jungkook rolled his eyes. His gaze shifted to the counter..
Jimin wasn’t there.
He put down his newspaper, stunned. The one time he was man enough to say something, Jimin wasn’t working.
He cursed under his breath.
Hoseok pouted. “Poor Kookie..” He whispered to Yoongi.
Jungkook knew he could go some other time and see if he was there, and this time he would definitely say something.
Jungkook hesitantly peeked through the window, checking the counter. Jimin was there.. working. He let out a sigh of relief but then froze up. Was he actually going to do this?
He didn’t want to ruin anything between them though..
Millions of thoughts swarmed through his mind as he forced himself to enter the building.
It was nearly empty since it was evening. The morning was the busiest time.
“Hey Jungkookie~” Jimin greeted. “I haven’t seen you in a while..” He spoke, snapping the younger one out of his thoughts.
“U-Uh.. yeah..” He rubbed the back of his head, sheepishly.
“Your voice is a little roughed up.. what’d I say about the cold drinks..?” Jimin shook his head.
“N-No.. it’s fine! I’m fine with usual.” Jungkook reassured.
Jimin quirked a brow. He reached over and ruffled his hair. “Even your hair is covered in snow.. You’ll get sick.” He murmured, concern in his tone. “At least let me buy you a coffee or something. Just not anything cold.”
Jungkook blushed lightly, “O-Okay..” He inwardly cursed for stuttering so much..
Jimin laughed a bit, smiling his trademark smile.
“You’re so cute~” He commented, teasingly.
“Whatever..” Jungkook murmured in response.
“I get off work in a few minutes. Maybe we could do something..” Jimin offered, quietly.
Jungkook’s eyes widened, though he nodded a few seconds later. He was one step ahead of Jungkook already.
Jungkook sat on a chair, sipping his coffee, watching Jimin take care of the last few orders. He couldn’t help but notice the oversized sweater he was wearing. It was too adorable.
Jimin took his apron off and got out of the counter area.
At that moment, Jungkook questioned over and over again in his head how this was possible. ‘How was it possible that someone that.. irresistible.. could take any interest in me?’ He thought.
His trail of thoughts came to a halt as he felt fingertips caress his hands.
“You feel warmer.. that’s a good sign..” Jimin murmured.
Jungkook looked down at him, stunned. He never noticed how short the elder one was compared to him.. and how adorable he looked next to him. He could never tell when Jimin was always behind a counter.
Jungkook smiled. “Thanks to you~”
Jimin opened his mouth to say something, though he all of a sudden headed to where Jungkook’s coffee was. “I-I’ll throw the cup out for you..!”
“Pssh.. why..? I’m not done it yet.” Jungkook grabbed the cup quickly and took a sip.
Jimin bit his lip for a second and headed towards the exit. “You seem more.. direct.. than usual.” He pointed out. “You’re not stuttering anymore.” He teased.
“Probably because I know realized how short you are compared to me~ It’s cute..” Jungkook smirked.
Jimin scoffed. “Are we going to go out or are we going to stay here?”
“Sure. I like the snow..” Jungkook grinned, stepping outside with him. He scanned him up and down. “Do you only have that sweater..?”
“.. I was in a rush this morning..” Jimin murmured, making Jungkook sigh.
“And you were complaining about my health..”
“Well I care about you!” Jimin retorted.
“And I do too.” Jungkook put down his coffee cup for a moment and took his jacket off.
Jimin’s eyes widened. “Are you stripping!?”
Jungkook shot him an unamused look and put the jacket on Jimin’s shoulders. “Wear it. I’m used to the snow.” He spoke, keeping control of his emotions for now.
“Thanks..” Jimin smiled. He then secretly picked up Jungkook’s coffee cup and walked ahead, leaving a confused Jungkook.
“…. Jiminie, why are you running away with my coffee?” Jungkook questioned, walking in front of him.
“It’s warm.” Jimin bluffed.
“Taking away my only heat source after I gave you my jacket.. That’s horrible.” Jungkook pouted to divert his attention. He quickly grabbed it from his hand, running off.
“J-Jungkookie!” Jimin wailed, chasing after him, soon realizing that Jungkook was WAY too fast for him.
“Why do you want it so badly?” Jungkook questioned, jogging backwards now.
Jimin tried running so fast that he couldn’t stop, he ran right into Jungkook’s arms.
Jungkook stumbled back a little but still managed to not fall, holding onto Jimin’s sides.
“Y-You really need to be more careful..” Jungkook murmured, embarrassed. He wanted to let go, he figured Jimin would think he’s weird if he did otherwise, but he was just so warm.
Jimin felt woozy from how fast he ran and how he stopped. “Give me the coffee..” He murmured.
“I still don’t get why you want it that badly..” Jungkook blinked, scanning the cup. “Is there something that you’re hiding?”
Jimin realized that he was still hugging him and let go, blushing like crazy. “No..”
‘I wonder if…’ He thought, taking the sleeve of the cup off.
There was clear writing on it. I like you too much, Jungkookie
Jungkook’s cheeks heated up and he stared at Jimin.
Jimin stared back, extremely embarrassed and flustered. He took the cup. “I-I’m really sorry. Just ignore that and.. I understand if you don’t want to talk to me agai-”
Jungkook leaned down and brushed his thumb against his cheek, kissing his lips gently.
Jimin nearly dropped the coffee cup out of shock, though he responded slowly.
The kiss only lasted a few seconds but that moment was planted in their heads for a really long time.
A really REALLY long time.
“Jungkookie! We played almost 30 rounds of this video game. Can we stop?” Jimin whined.
One of Jimin’s legs were on top of his leg and they had game controllers in their hands.
“No way. It has IRON MAN in it.” Jungkook pointed at the screen, still in awe after so many hours.
“You turned into such a dork, Jungkookie~ You even still drink the venti vanilla bean when it’s snowing out..”
Jungkook rolled his eyes, still focused on the game.
“Jeon Jungkookiee~” Jimin spoke, softly. “Talk to me.”
“There. I’m talking.” Jungkook spoke bluntly.
Jimin frowned, pecking his cheek softly. “Jungkookie, is Iron Man your boyfriend.. or am I?”
“………. You.” “Did you really have to think about that?”
Jungkook nodded in response.
Jimin crossed his arms, pouting. “So mean..”
Jungkook looked at him, smugly, leaning in to quickly peck his lips.
“You’re still mean.” Jimin rested his head on his shoulder.
“”Coincidentally,” one year after the release of Close Encounters of the Third Kind, the Center for UFO Studies put out this double record album of Factual Eyewitness Testimony of UFO Encounters! complete with Chariots of the Gods/ Star Wars lettering on the cover, so people knew what to expect. The target audience were apparently sci-fi buffs with an interest in UFOs. I don’t think that those crowds mix too much, but this was the 1970s, baby.”-Source