As we started to watch our second movie of the evening, I couldn't help but to grow increasingly frustrated by Jungkook constantly checking his phone. Was he that bored?

It had become an occurrence every 2-3 minutes, and my patience was wearing increasingly thin.

When he checked his phone and smiled, I reached over him to grab the remote, pausing the movie with a scowl. I now stood in front of the couch, staring down at the male.

He eyed me with a single raised eyebrow.

"Am I that boring?"

"Excuse me?" Jungkook questioned, crossing his arms.

"Am I so uninteresting to you that you have to check your phone every few minutes with the hope of being entertained?"

Jungkook shook his head with a slightly chuckle, making me frown.

"Are you such a douche bag that you don't give a rat's ass that I actually care about you? I've been having such a nice fucking time. This date was perfect, until you ruined it by making me feel like a piece of shit for boring you so much!"

Jungkook merely nodded his head, his mouth forming a thin line.

"Say something, God fucking dammit, Jungkook!" I shouted, tears threatening to fall.

He sighed, leaning further into the couch, stretching his arms across the back. "I apologize."

I scoffed, with a frustrating shrug. "Well if that wasn't the most sarcastic fucking apology ever. I was right to be worried about this being so perfect." I inhaled a sharp breath. "Why don't you just get out of my apartment please?"

Jungkook merely smirked, unmoving from his spot.

"Get the hell out!" I shouted again, about to shove him out myself when the doorbell rang.  I groaned. "Of fucking course."

I stormed to the door, seeing nobody there. I bit my lip in frustration, spotting something on the door mat in front of my door.

With a raised eyebrow, I picked up the large vase. It was full of different species of lily flowers, my favorite. Wrapped around the neck of the vase was a pretty bag. Peeking inside, I spotted a box of chocolates, accompanied with a note.

My Taehyungie,

Thank you for accompanying me on our date. It was perfect. Just like you. I can imagine you yelling at me prior to this for thinking I've been rude. My darling, I hope you are surprised.

With admiration,
Jungkook

I shut my front door, walking into my living room with wet cheeks, the base still in my arms.

Jungkook still sat on the couch with a smirk. "Still going to throw me out?"

I carefully set the vase down on the side table before walking to Jungkook and capturing his lips in mine.

My body settled on his lap, thighs next to his as our lips kissed each other's hungrily.

As I began to run out of breath, I pulled away, Jungkook leaving pecks down my jaw and neck as my hands pulled at his long locks of hair.

"Thank you, Kookie. No-Nobody has done anything like that before." I sniffled, tears still falling down my cheeks.

Jungkook reached up and cupped my cheeks with his hands, wiping the tears of my cheeks before kissing where they used to reside.

"Oh Tae, you deserve the world, and I hope one day I can give it to you."