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Sitting up so fast your dreamy head spins, you run your fingers through your hair and groan at the freaky dream you had last night. The image of Jungkook's bare muscled body, his head replaced with the face of an actually bunny. It reciprocates a painful cringe at the memory.

Sighing, you check your phone.

You wince at the bunny emoji beside his name in your phone and quickly change it to 🐷.

Jeon Jungkook.

Not only is he a muscle pig and your roommate who now holds the job of making sure you both get up on time for university, but he's also been your best friend since you were both small children.

Now you're both basically adults starting your first day of college as of today.

Ugh, school.

You whimper at the thought of having to get up, reluctantly throwing yourself back onto the comfy mattress of your bed, ready to sleep in for at least another five minutes, or five years.

The latter sounds like a much better option.

However, the annoying vibration of your phone wakes up your senses once again and you growl, peeking an eye open to read another text.

The blankets are instantly thrown off as your mouth salivates at the thought of having breakfast you don't have you make yourself.

I can never say no to food.

With a yawn, you get out of bed and get dressed for the day. After barely fixing your hair, not even caring to put on makeup, you sluggishly drag yourself out of your cave and through the small apartment you both managed to score, being the last one available in the whole complex considering how it's only a short walking distance to the university.

It's small, but cozy and you're just glad you won't have to live by yourself. That and the fact that Jungkook's mother offered to pay for the rent and utilities so neither of you would have to stress about working, allowing you to focus solely on your studies.

'She's the sweetest,' you smile to yourself before frowning. 'It's hard to think that her ex-husband... '

You shake your head, deciding it's not the best time to be thinking about stuff like that. You promised Jungkook the day you both got accepted into this college that things would be different once you moved away from all those scarring memories.

Happier.

As you round the corner to the kitchen you see Jungkook already dressed for the day, pale pink apron hanging from his neck, a complete contrast to the black ripped jeans he decided to wear. He flips a pancake in the air in style and you watch as he adds it to the large pile on the serving plate with a confident smirk on his face.

"Who do you think you are, Gordon Ramsey?" You ask in a very sarcastic tone while taking a seat at the small wooden table in the corner of the room.

"Would a pissed off British millionaire wear this badass apron? I think not," he bickers back as usual, coming around to the table to set the huge pancake stack in the middle.

Jungkook rolls up the sleeves of his tight white shirt before serving himself some pancakes, drowning them in maple syrup. You stare at him for a moment longer than you should have and Jungkook seems to take notice, brows raising curiously.

"I know I'm beautiful but it's kind of rude to stare. "

You sneer at his typical arrogant comment. "Today is not the day to fuck with me, Jeon," you threaten, using your knife to cut a bit too viciously into a pancake.

"You're right, hurry up and eat or we're seriously gonna be late!" He whines while following suit, cutting into a piece of the fluffy tan circle.

"Since when do you care so much about school?" You ask skeptically, eyes narrowing.

"Since I promised my mom that she could stop paying the rent if I fail, remember? Well, that and there's gonna be new game to hunt."

Your nose scrunches up at his words. "Did you seriously just compare picking up girls to hunting prey?" You scowl in utter disgust, no longer hungry.

By now you shouldn't be surprised. The once sweet, innocent baby Kookie you knew so well hit puberty and turned into a giant horny rabbit, trying to get his fix whenever he can.

And it wasn't hard.

Even though you two are best friends you can't deny that Jungkook is extremely handsome. Typically, he can and will get any girl he chooses.

Well, except for you.

And weirdly enough it bothers you more than it should, how he easily looks right through you. Aside from meaningless flirting to get under your skin or those drunken nights back in high school when you would steal your parents liquor from their alcohol cabinet and get a little too crazy.

What he doesn't know is that he was actually my first kiss that night...

"What do you want me to say? Time to find some mermaids in the school of fish?"

You roll your eyes after flinching from his loud voice. "Nothing smart ever comes out when you open your mouth."

Jungkook only snorts while digging into another pancake and you watch him munch on the breakfast he so proudly made, mouth moving fast like a little bunny chewing a carrot.

For a split second you swore you saw a pair of fuzzy black bunny ears sprout from the dark mop of hair on his head and blinked rapidly as the memory hit you for the third time this morning.

A bunny... I'm dead.

You tap your head with your fist viciously to try and beat out the dream once again.

Jungkook slows his movements, watching in complete confusion as you continue to curse yourself. "Err... Everything okay?"

"Why the hell do you resemble Judy Hopps?!" You snap in annoyance, appetite completely lost at this point.

"Resemble... who?!"

"Ugh, forget it!" You drop your fork, clattering onto you're uneaten plate. "I hope I never have that stupid dream again!"

Pushing away from the seat with reddening cheeks, you stand abruptly to rush out into the living room. After snatching up your brand new book bag, already loaded and heavy, you rush to the front door.

"Yah! Wait for me!" You can hear Jungkook scrambling around in the living room.

Unfortunately, your weak winded form is no match against his agility, ten seconds hasn't even passed and he's already ready to walk out the door with you, back pack hanging over his own shoulder, shoes on and perfectly tied without even breaking a sweat.

With a huff of frustration, you exit the apartment as fast as you can, trying to avoid eye contact with the weird bunny man at all costs.

The awkward silence drones on until you both reach outside.

"So... wanna tell me about that dream you mentioned?"

You can feel his eyes on your face but can't find the guts to look back. "No thanks," you grumble in irritation.

"Was it about me or something?" When your cheeks turn a deeper shade of red and you don't respond he laughs. "Ahh, are you having sex dreams about me, Y/N?"

You sputter, attempting to smack his shoulder, and pout as he dodges the hit to his arm easily, side stepping as you continue the journey to campus.

"I can't say I'm surprised. I mean look at me."

Jungkook chuckles at your fake gagging sounds, patting your back. "I was only kidding, calm down! I know you wouldn't dream about me like that. Well, only kidding about the sex dream stuff, not about being incredibly handsome."

You roll your eyes for what feels like the thousandth time this morning and speed up your pace.

This is the fastest you've ever walked to school in your whole life.

It's going to be a long year.