⸻ text me

lisa (me)
i'm here, where are you?

✉︎ jungkook
otw

lisa (me)
taking your sweet time

✉︎ jungkook
u missed me that much?

we was together yday

lisa (me)
you better be here in 5 minutes
considering you text me fast

✉︎ jungkook
mb im tryna look good on our first date

lisa (me)
shut up, time is ticking

✉︎ jungkook
such tighty lady

bet it's tight in there too

lisa (me)
come find it out

all of a sudden, arms wrapped around me and lifted me off the ground which caused me to yelp in surprise:

"kya!"

the owner laughed and put me down. i turned around in annoyance to glare at him, "i almost dropped my phone, jungkook!"

"yeah, yeah, sorry," he half-assed apologize while he walked first inside the school. i tailed him quietly.

it's currently sunday and we decided to finish the homework today.

i brought my ipad with me while he bought food from the convenience store (based on the plastic bag's logo).

"the message you sent me earlier," he turned around while walking backwards. he smiled devilishly, "i'll take the grand offer."

"too damn bad," i return the smile, almost like a smirk, "the offer expired."

"what?" in disbelief. he whined, "no way, it was a limited time offer."

"it is 'cause i said it," i grinned. i can't help but giggle from that cute expression of his.

⸻ • ⸻

we decided to do our homework in the music room because it's the first room we found unlocked while searching.

jungkook grabbed a random guitar by the corner where musical instruments were placed. he then started to play a random tune. he was adjusting the strings while doing so.

"stop slacking, we need to finish this early," i sat down and opened my ipad.

he then sat near me and continued to play the guitar. it was as if he's trying to piss me off by ignoring what i said and kept on playing.

"weight of the wo~rld on your shoulders~" he started to sing. his voice was soft and high-pitched. he continued, "i'll kiss your waist and ea~se your mind~~(!)"

i didn't notice my gaze stuck on him 'till he gave me a smug look. his eyes barely open, cheeks puffed, and lips almost reaching his ears. i awkwardly shifted my attention back to the ipad.

admit it or not, this guy's voice sounded sweet. even though i wanted to deny it, "you're good."

"they say i'm good with my fingers," he grinned, looking proud. he's still playing with the strings.

okay, that came out of nowhere.

"they?" i stopped tapping on the keyboard to look at him shortly. i raised my eyebrow, "you mean, your girls?"

he also stopped playing and then looked at me. "yeah?" he smirked, "some of them."

"interesting," i said dryly.

jerk isn't even denying the fact he has girls wrapped around his fingers (that he's so proud of).

he teases, "wanna try?"

"hmm," i hummed as if considering it. i'm not really curious, but since he's teasing, i should tease back. "okay, sure."

"seriously?" he drew closer towards me. he seemed to be excited from that. his smile turned wide, "i'm confident, i can make you cum with just my fingers."

i crossed my arms. this time, both of us locked eyes. i tilted my head, "aren't you too cocky?"

with an annoying [smug] look, "i can't even count how many girls i've pleased."

"i'd be the judge of that," i return my attention to my ipad screen and continue typing on the keyboard.

he perks, "is that a challenge?"

"i don't know, do you want it to be?" without looking at him.

"what do i get if i win?"

i finally turned off my ipad and looked at him once again. i asked back, "what do you want?"

he carefully put down the guitar behind him. with eye-contact, "a date."

i snicker, "pfft! you sure that's what you want?"

"yeah, no kidding."

"okay, if i win.." i stood up and walked towards him. i chose to stand in between his legs which caused him to look up. i pointed on his chest, "you're gonna be my lapdog."

his eyes looked like he's up for the so-called challenge. such determination just fuels my excitement. he's definitely lighting the fire.

"c'mon," i didn't wait for his response because it seems like he's ready to pounce on me and do the deed here. well, i don't want that to happen. i pointed to the exit using my thumb, "i know a place."