《ɪ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ》XV
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"Jungkook get your fucking feet out of my face!" I huffed, tossing his last leg aside.
I threw him an annoyed glance, who was sprawled on my bed watching a movie on my laptop.
These days Jungkook seems to spend most of his time at my place cooking for me which I am not complaining about because God his food tastes like heaven.
With him I am not feeling as lonely as I was feeling.
"Jungkook!" I yelled as he took my phone and notes as I was writing.
"I am bored". He whined
"No,just continue to do whatever you were doing". I answered by taking my stuff from him.
"What are you doing?". He asked curiously, eyeing the notes.
"Rhea sent me some of her works. I need to sort this out Till today". I said.
"You can do that later, it's not like you have to report this to someone". He said
"Oh right, but unlike someone I have other committee work because that person thought he needed a partner". I sarcastically said he chuckled and messed up the notes I wrote.
"Jungkook what the hell, you really need scolding, come here you little". I said running behind him, he just giggled running out of my room.
I smiled, shaking my head. He is such a child, I returned to sort the notes he messed up.
For the next half an hour he didn't disturbed me, I wonder where he is, did he leave?
The voice from my closet alerted me, I walked there seeing Jungkook and tossing my clothes.
"What are you doing?" I was not surprised he flinched a little.
"You scared me, can you warn me about your presence". He said holding his heart dramatically I looked at him unfazed.
"You are a pervert aren't you?" I asked my tone laced with humour.
He just scowled at me"Why the hell do you have so many skirts? "
I raised my eyebrows as he quizzed, he kept looking through my wardrobe he removed a box my eyes widened.
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" Hey, put it back!" I yelled trying to take that box from him but he put it out of my reach.
He ran back to my room. I quickly followed him but I was too late and he already opened the box.
I closed my eyes, sighing exasperatedly.
"Oh my my what is it? Vibator? I didn't expect this at all when I opened the box". Jungkook said pleasurably entertained by this situation.
"Shut it, don't you know not to look in girls' wardrobes without permission". I gritted my teeth at him.
"Hey calm down it's not my fault, well who would have guessed that?". He said rhetorically
I scowled at him which I think I often do around him, I reached for the box and vibator but he held it above his head.
"Stop being childish, just give it back". I said in irritation, he just laughed.
"I thought you were a little angel yet to be deflowered". He mockingly said.
"Yeah and I am not ashamed of it, now give it back". I said as I took one step towards him.
"No tell me did you ever use it". He teased me
This is so embarrassing it's not like I am ashamed or anything, Leah gifted me this on my eighteen birthday quoting 'live your life'. I just dumped it in the wardrobe and never used it.
Why? Kind of scared yeah yeah I know that the exact reason she gave me to explore myself know more about my body but after that incident I am still insecure she thought this might help me or something but now I don't feel anything at all. I am virgin surprising much? Don't be but admitting this to Jungkook now in a situation like this no never.
I practically jumped on him, I wrapped my arms around his neck, the legs which were dangling he involuntarily helped me wrap them around his waist.
"What are you doing , Mia?". He screamed but rather than pushing me away he took a hold of my hip so I won't fall.
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This time my hands were near the objective okay a little bit more and I can get to my aim.
Jungkook took one step behind causing him to slip and fall back, luckily he fell on my bed with me still clinging to him.
He just laid there on his back holding me as I lay on top of him. We both started laughing.
I pulled away to sit to see his expression"Fun time over, now hand it over to me".
I ushered my hand to him he just rolled his eyes and let out a breathless laugh still not giving me the vibator
"Isn't this a sight to see?". I turned horrified towards that voice.
Of course from a third person point of view it may look like we are doing dirty things, Jungkook laying below me with a vibator I am strangling him.
"It's not what it looks like!" I and Jungkook screamed concurrently.
"Then explain before you get down from him, this sight is making me throw up. This is not what a brother would like to see his sister in". Yoongi said with his tortoise-like face.
I love Yoongi no doubt,but right now I just want to beat the shit out of him. That's what makes us authentic I guess
We both were sitting in front of Yoongi who had his arms crossed looking at us expectantly.
"So.. Are you going to start explaining or not?". He asked in a strict tone which I hadn't heard for many years. He looked like a parent interrogating his kid who was caught having sex in public place. You get what I mean. It's terrifying
"Nothing too serious, just I was cleaning my wardrobe. He found the box you know which had that thing, and what he is doing here? Oh he came for our work you know we are working together so I suggested today we should just work at home so I told him to come". I rambled about everything and sent a look to Jungkook telling him to act with it.
Yoongi looked at me in disbelief."You want me to believe this bullshit, you and cleaning you can't stand this guy and you invite him". He scoffed.
Jungkook looked a little offended even though I was but for different reasons.
"What do you mean you can't clean, I do clean". I retorted, raising my chin high.
"And yeah we are being civil these days so you can say we can do more than tolerate each other". Jungkook said.
"Yeah I saw that". He said, smirking at us.
"You don't like to clean Mia. I know I have to come and do that for you everytime you are just lazy, but it's clean from the last time I cleaned the mess". Yoongi groaned
What day is this 'Embarrass Mia Thorne Day'
"Didnt you have practice?". I asked about changing the topic.
"I finished early so I thought to come to see what mess you created have you been eating because your stupid ass is lazy that you can't have a 10 minutes walk at my place". He snarled at me.
"But looking at your Kitchen's condition and fridge is stocked up. You are eating well and of course you can't cook your damn meal so I think this kid is feeding you well. Thank you Jungkook for taking care of this brat. I know she is a handful, it's difficult, I appreciate it".
"No it's fine, you are right she is a handful". Jungkook smiled at him
I jabbed my elbow in his ribs.
"OK enough of fun I am leaving, I have to go home no funny business kids". Yoongi said as he got up walking to my front door.
"I am leaving too, it's getting late, see you later". Jungkook said following Yoongi. I wanted him to ask why isn't he staying little bit more but I think it's because of Yoongi it got little awkward for him. I wanted him to stay.
"Yeah Grandpa, go home safely, don't let that door hit you on your face, Bye Jungkook! ". I said laughing as he gave me a middle finger closing the door behind him.
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