He's My Only One

{Kimma’s pov}

I lean and kiss Jungkook’s forehead. I linger for a couple seconds before sitting up again.

"It was a friendly kiss. A kiss I would give to a little brother", I say as Jungkook looks at me with wide eyes.

"Ugh really", he groans and sits up. He looks over at the boys playing soccer and smirks.

"Let's make a bet", he says as he continues to look at the boys playing soccer.
"What kind of bet?"

"Well it's not really a bet but whatever. But here's how it will go. Let's say if we ask to play with them and they say yes, then we will be put into two teams. You're on one team, and I'm in the other. Who ever scores 4 goals first, wins. If I win, then you owe me a favor. If you win, I owe you a favor", he says as he puts everything away on the picnic basket. I help him put everything away and say, "alright then. Let's do it", I say with a smirk.

Little does he know that I used to play soccer a lot when I was a kid.
I even had a coach.

We finish putting everything away and stand up. We make our ways towards the boys playing soccer and they stop as we near them.

"Hey guys, mind if we join?" Jungkook asks as they gather around.

"Sure, but I don't think a girl can play. She might not keep up", the boy says.

"Oh really? I used to play lots of soccer when I was your age. I was even on a soccer team and had a coach, so we'll see who's not going to keep up", I say with a smirk.

"Wait you played soccer when you were younger?" Jungkook says as he raises his eyebrow.
I nod as the boy says, "sure we don't mind. What's your names?"

"Call me Wang", I say.

"The name’s Jungkook", he says as the boys tosses him the ball.
"I'm the captain of team A, my name's Hyeon", the tallest boy wearing a red shirt says.

"I'm the captain of Team B, the name's Gyeong", another boy says as he shakes our hands.

"Alright, you guys pick what teams you're on", one of the boys in the back says.

"I'm team B", I say as I walk over towards Gyeong.

"Of course you would pick a team that’s the same as your grades", Jungkook says as he walks over to Hyeon while giving him a high five. They all snicker and I glare at Jungkook. He shrugs his shoulders with a laugh and says, "alright! Let's play!"

He walks over to me and says, "I used to play soccer when I was a kid as well, in fact I was the captain of the soccer team and I still play soccer at least once a week."

Okay, this may be tougher then I thought…

I quit playing soccer a year before I got my first guitar...

Oh and did I say that I was super good at playing soccer? Because if I did, I was totally lying..

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An hour later and we're panting from exhaustion.

The boys left early so Jungkook and I continued playing by ourselves. They let us keep the soccer ball because they were going to come back tomorrow with their ‘actual’ soccer ball.

"I.... Win.." Jungkook pants as he lies down on the grass.

I groan in frustration and pant, "best... Of... 4 out of 7?"

He sits up and looks at me with wide eyes.

"Are you crazy? You're obviously exhausted."

"I... Can't... Give Up", I say as my panting decreases.

He rolls his eyes as I try to sit up. He tackles me and pins me down onto the grass.

"No, just admit it. I beat you already the first time, do we have to play another 4 times for you to literally die of exhaustion? I win, so you owe me a favor", he says as he holds my wrists down and hovers over my body.

I sigh and say, "fine... I guess I owe you one... What do you want?"

He smirks and leans his face closer to mine.

"W-what are you doing?" I say as I feel his warm breathe on my cheek.

He laughs and rolls off of me.

I can feel my heart pound as if it were going to bounce right out of my chest.

"What the hell Jungkook", I say as I slap his shoulder.

"Ouch, what?" He says as he rubs his shoulder and continues to stare at the clouds.

"You.... You made me-"

"What? Made you what? Think that I was going to kiss you? You're funny" He says with a laugh.

I roll my eyes and look back towards the sky.

He's such a jerk...

"Hey, what's wrong? You mad?" He says as he sits up to look at my face. I glare at him and he chuckles.

"If you wanted me to kiss you, you should've just asked" he says with a roll of his eyes. I scoff and sit up.

"Who says I would ever want to kiss a dick head like you?" I say as I pin Jungkook to the grass. I straddle his hips and hold down his wrists, just like what he did to me earlier. His eyes widen and I realize what position I'm in.

"Um... Wait a minute... Why did I just do?" I say.

He smirks and says, "well if you want to screw me too, then hey I wouldn't mind." I scoff and slap him on the shoulder as hard as I could. I stand up and start to walk away from him.

What an asshole. How could he just joke about-

I'm interrupted from my thoughts when I feel a hand grab onto my arm. I turn around and look at Jungkooks worried expression.

"Sorry... I know that was rude", he says as he takes my hand and kisses my palm.

W-w-what is he doing?!

I try to remove my hand from his grip but he tightens and kisses my palm again.

Ugh why does he look so cute when he's apologetic?

Someone just shoot me now.

I sigh as I caress the side of his face with my other hand.

"I'm sorry for slapping you that hard", I mutter as I look away and dropping my hand back to my side.

He takes my arm and pulls me forward into a hug.

"Why can't you just remember me already?", he says in a raw voice.

He lets go and gazes into my eyes.

"Do you not want to remember me?" He says.

It's not that I don't want to remember him, it's that I'm afraid if I remember him, things will become awkward or that I'll remember things that I don't want to remember.

What if he's hurt me before and that's why I don't want to remember about it?

"It's not that I don't want to remember you..." I say and I trail off. He sighs and nods his head.

"I understand, but you still owe me something", he says.

"Like what?"

"You owe me a promise."

"What promise?" I ask as he looks away and then looks at me again.

"Promise me that if you remember everything about me, that you'll come back to me no matter what. You won't run away or hide, no matter what", he says.

I hate making promises, because I never break them. I don't know if I can make this promise without breaking it.

I sigh and nod my head.

"Fine, I promise I do it," I say as I bite my bottom lip in worry.

As long as you aren't a play boy that plays with girls feelings, then I'm sure I can keep my promise with you.

As long as you haven't hurt me, of course I'll keep my promise.

"Really? For sure?" He says. I nod again and he hugs me.

"Good", he says in relief.

I'm not relieved at all. In fact, I'm scared.

What if I remember something about him and I can't keep my promise?

Lets just hope I will always keep my promises...

Notes

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