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TWENTY-TWO| Hues

"Tonight's the night huh?"

"Yup."

"Nervous?"

"Of course."

"You look great though. Very dashing."

"Thanks Namjoon hyung."

"To be honest I'm running out of advice to give. Ultimately you know her best and you're the one who's after her. You also know yourself. If you can't do it, you can't do it. Just... have fun. If nothing else, enjoy yourself."

"I will. And really, thank you and all the others for dealing with me this whole time. I'm probably a spoiled brat at this point."

"Hah. Of course you are. But you're our spoiled brat."

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Something you never pictured yourself experiencing was the cliche yet somehow enticing scene of a boy arriving at your door, rather flustered and shy while dressed in a suit with intentions of escorting you to prom. You never would have expected the awkward eye contact before avoiding it completely; his eyes dropping to the floor before reaching out to present you with a corsage.

That scene you could never picture? It was now happening to you. You told him it wasn't a big deal and that the two of you could just show up without the formalities, but it seemed as if despite your protests Jungkook had decided, (or had been forced by Sam), to go with the very cliche way of taking you to prom.

He looked uncomfortable and refused to make eye contact until you had finally fashioned the corsage against your wrist.

"Jungkook, I told you to not go to all this trouble," You spoke, blushing lightly as you slightly fingered the flowers.

Jungkook shuffled his feet and released a breath he had been holding that lightly moved his bangs before hastily looking up and giving you a quick bunny smile while reaching out and grabbing your wrist.

"I want to. Let's go."

He abruptly turned around and began pulling you out of the house. If only he had been faster.

If he had, then maybe the two of you would have been able to avoid yet another cliche moment that quickly fell upon you in a way no one could be prepared for.

"Jungkook?" Your mom questioned, the two of you halting at the mere feel of your parents presence. Your heart dropped when you realized that your parents would have been just as surprised as you by Jungkook's formal approach.

You swallowed hard as the two of you turned around slowly to see your parents holding cameras and looking very surprised. The shock soon melted into joy.

"Jungkook! You're taking (Y/N) to prom?!"

"No!" You both exclaimed; shaking your heads in protest at the situation that was very much like it seemed.

"Friends!" Poor Jungkook squeaked as the stress led to limited English. It was much too late to protest anything however as your parents were already smiling widely and clicking the cameras to take pictures.

"We can't believe it! It's so sweet of you! And here (Y/N) was complaining about never having a prom date last year."

"Mom! He's not my date, we're going in a group of friends. He's just picking me up so we can walk together."

Your dad arched an eyebrow in suspicion as he stared at the corsage on your wrist.

"And we need to go," You quickly cut in right as Jungkook was actually getting slightly comfortable with the situation and had been about to pose with you. You cut him off by marching away, he looking at your parents in embarrassment and bowing before scampering after you.