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Jungkook's Point of View

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20 December, Thuesday

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I was at my dad's house, once again waiting for him. In the evening I had the party to go to, and I really hoped he would have made it home before I had to leave. It was already six in the afternoon, and for eight I had to go away, but I still wished. I sighed while going through my Tumblr dashboard. Tumblr sucks, because if you're sad, and you see porn, then you're horny and sad. I closed the app once I heard the front door opening. That time I decided not to go for him, if he was interested even a bit in me, he had to reach himself for his son.  Somewhat it worked, and one maid actually came to knock at my door, because dad asked for me. I rushed to his office, at the upper floor, where he was seated with a small pile of paperwork, I guessed, looking down with his glasses on those

>>Jungkook, come here please<<

He demanded. I nodded my head, and went for it, seating right across from him, the desk between us. He looked up at me, that always persistent judgemental expression never fading

>>Park Jimin, born the 13th October, seventeen years old, one hundred sixty-nine centimeters, his dad is Park O-

>>What's this?<<

I asked warily but still not without letting out a chuckle, looking at the printed paper in his hands. Was he being serious?

>>I heard that you're seeing this..this..guy<<

I folded my arms on my chest, frowning

 >>Was it the driver?<<

>>No need to know, shut up when I talk Jungkook. Is it true?<<

He ordered. I lowered my head, my jaw clenching. I hated when he behaved like this towards me. It was the same with my mom too, that's one of the reasons they divorced. Plus they cheated on each other openly. But not the moment to talk about it now

>>Yeah, and? You choose now to start being a father or what?<<

>>You know I don't mind you being..what's the term again?<<

He said snapping multiple times his fingers, trying to grasp the word in his mind

>>Bisexual<<

>>Yeah, that. You do you, I do not care. But don't do it around. People know me, and people know you. I can't stand hearing rumors about a Jeon, my second son, being a faggot.<<

>>But I am. What's the matter dad?<<

I placed my legs on the desk, purposely putting my shoes on some of his papers and documents, crumpling them. I had told Jimin that my dad didn't even care about the money I spent. His only preoccupation was the reputation. I even made I rhyme, isn't it funny?

>>Jungkook, behave. I do not want to hear complaints about this. Don't go around showing it off<<

>>This dick! Jimin is my boyfriend, I do what I want, and I am a faggot dad. They say what they want. You do not care about me, I do not care about your beloved reputation<<

I stomped out of the room, slamming the door shut, and grasping the jacket at the clothes hanger at the entrance, leaving the house.

It was too early, but I had better things to do than to listen to my father blabber even the only single time he deigns me of any attentions.

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Jimin's point of View

>>Where are you going?<<

Mom asked suddenly. I was dressed up and ready to leave the house to go to the party

>>I told you, I am going to go to eat with the dance group..<<

>>What time do you think you're coming back?<<

>>Half past eleven..please? There are going to be adults anyway so..<<

She didn't look very pleased with the answer I gave, however she nodded after some seconds

>>I'll wait you up, don't be late, I have work to do tomorrow<<

I nodded eagerly

>>I will! Thanks mom, love you!<<

I sent her a flying kiss. She smiled making a gesture to grip the ''kiss'' placing it on her chest, watching me getting out from the front door. It was yet again a rainy day, not that I minded it, I actually enjoyed rain. I pulled the hood of my coat over my head, and I speed walked towards the bus stop. It took me about three minutes, and the bus wasn't supposed to come until ten minutes later, so I picked my headphones, playing my music on shuffle. The first to start was In Regards to Love: Agape, from the anime Yuri on Ice, I really loved each ost of the newly ended serie, and as the anime trash I was, I had downloaded them all. The song really suited the atmosphere, and since it was almost Christmas, the melody really seemed perfectly placed in the spot. It was already dark, and extremely cold outside, so I shuffled to pull up to my nose the colorful scarf around my neck, with my gloves-covered hands, feeling my skin tingling, my face was probably all red too. After a bit, the bus arrived. On the ride happened to be Yuri too, a girl from the dance group. She waved at me, gesturing me to sit next to her, and so I did. Yuri was okay I guess, we were both shy, so there wasn't that much of a conversation, but we enjoyed our time there, since none of us was loud or embarrassing the other. Reached our destination we headed to the dinning place together, silently but comfortably, snuggled up in our own coats and scarfs

>>Ah! Jimin, Yuri!!!<<

Oh no

I saw Yuri's face becoming as white as a canvas, but mine couldn't be more colorless just hearing Lysa's voice. We raised our heads at the same time, to see the said girl rushing towards us. I almost lost my shit, turning around to dash away, but I was met with something hard instead, that made me stumble backwards. I didn't fall on the ground though, because a pair of arms held me up by my sides

>>Oh my-

Someone behind me spoke, making me realize I had probably whipped over someone's chest. I raised my eyes up

>>Jimin hyung, are you all right?<<

Thank God it wasn't a stranger. It was still pretty embarrassing, but for me, anything was better than a common stranger. He helped me on my feet

>>Yeah, I'm good..sorry<<

I said with a bow towards him, at which he moved his hands before my face, shaking them

>>Don't apologize hyung!<<

He laughed. I didn't know Yugyeom's smile was so pretty. Suddenly a choking grip sneaked around my neck

>>Ohhh, I missed you so muchhh! What were you and Yuri doing all alone Jiiimin!? She won't tell mee!<<

>>L-Ly..ah!<<

Yuri's softly whined, tried to voice her discomfort. I got almost suffocated by Lysa's arm, literally, and Yuri too judging from her expressions

>>Noona! You're gonna kill them!<<

The younger boy tried to help us out, but Lysa wouldn't let go. She always acted like this towards the both of us, just because she thought we were cuties, mainly ''thanks'' to our petite figures and heights. I still don't get it though. At the end she let us go, and Yugyeom was laughing again.

>>Why are having so much fun..?<<

>>Because..nothing! Nothing!<<

After the little hullabaloo, we ended walking past the fast food, so we had to head back. At the end we arrived where the others were waiting too. As soon as I saw Jungkook I ran to him, but as he was looking at my face e frowned

>>What's wrong Kookie?<<

>>Firstly, you have a red lipstick stamp on your cheek<<

I swiped my fingers on the said spot, and that was true since they painted in red tint

>>Second, did you bang your forehead somewhere? It's all red!<<

>>U-Uhm..I was trying to run away from Lysa noona, but then I bumped my head on a street lamp<<

He sighed while smiling and wiping away the lipstick from my cheek

>>Did you hurt your back?<<

>>Nope, Yugyeom helped me and I didn't fall!<<

>>Oh, really? Thanks bro<<

He said to someone behind my shoulders

>>Nothing bro<<

Answered back (I guessed) Yugyeom

>>Oh, Hoe Sock!!<<

Hoseok made a displeased face at the way Shingu had called him, making all of us burst into fits laughter

>>Do you like Hoe Suck better? Hoebi? Whorebi?<<

Asks Taemin clutching his stomach from the pain all that laughing had brought. Hoseok fluttered his lashed, bringing his hands together In an attempt to be cute

>>I love Hoebi daddy!<<

He spoke again with a girly high pitched voice. Taemin, still laughing like crazy, put an hand around the other shoulders

>>Good boy~<<

He jokingly praised Hoseok while pinching his cheek. Suddenly they pushed away one the other

>>This is so gross<<

Hoseok said

>>I should be the one saying that<<

Taemin retorted

>>Are we all of us? Let's see<<

Asia looked around

>>Where's Eun?<<

>>She couldn't make it, she had to work<<

>>Oh..then we're complete. Shall we get inside?<<

>>Inside your lovely fupa?<<

Shingo wiggled his eyebrows at the girl, who instead smacked his arm

>>Shut up and get inside, you bitch<<

He shrugged and walked beside me to the entrance whispering to my ear

>>Must be on her period<<

>>I heard you!<<

I covered my mouth trying not to get caught laughing

>>Crap!<<

He ran inside, and Asia passed past me too. The others had already settled themselves on the long circular chairs

(something like this, but bigger seats)

>>Oh, so it's an American typo dining place<<

Stated Yugyeom, who was by my side

>>And why the fuck do they serve pizza?<<

Muttered Jungkook with a puzzled expression. I shrugged. We sat in the corner, in the order we reached the table, so: Yugyeom, me and Jungkook. The latter groaned

>>I knew it! I always get the shitty spot. Jimin sit on my lap, we'll have more space<<

I turned to him with my cheeks burning in shame. Why was he so careless! Jungkook held my hips to lift me, but I prevented him to do so, whispering to him

>>Are you crazy?! I would die of embarrassment!<<

>>Ohh come on! No one will complain!<<

>>But I am complaining right now!<<

I folded my arms on my chest, at which he sighed whispering a

>>Meanie<<

while pinching the fat on my waist, earning a glare and a light slap on the thigh

>>You're embarrassing me..<<

>>Yeah, I do it on purpose<<

He said, slipping an hand between my legs

>>I love your reactions<<

I squirmed, pushing away his arms while e simply giggled entertained

>>Stop it already! It's not funny<<

I turn around to Yugyeom who seemed pretty interested in our funny bickering. I gestured him to come closer, and then I whispered in his ear

>>Can I ask you to exchange seats with me? Pretty please??<<

He chuckled, and eventually moved towards Jungkook, while I climbed over the boy's legs, taking his place

>>Hey, that's not fair Jimin! Come back here!<<

I shook my head, and Yugyeom laughed again, while Jungkook was still rambling about the subject

>>Oh-oh! Jimin~<<

My eyes widened, cold sweat lingering on my forehead

>>N-noona..?<<

An arm crept around my shoulders, dragging me almost on her chest

>>This must be my lucky day!<<

I frowned, but seeing Yuri trapped under her other arm I understood what that meant: she was excited to have us both beside her.

>>You know you're dead Jimin?<<

Muttered Yooa from the other end of the table. I sadly nodded at her, knowing wat was going to happen, and already regretting leaving my (precious and safe) previous seat

>>You look even cuter in overrals Jimin! Aw, why so cute??<<

>>I-I really like overrals, especially in white..<<

I mumbled, at which she giggled. Soon enough a waiter came to take our orders. Yugyeom leaned closer to me to ask something

>>Do you want to share a big one of fried chips? Jungkook here is being stubborn and doesn't want them<<

I nodded. I mean, how can someone say no to fries?

>>See? Jimin hyung is a good person! He has nothing to spare with a rat like you!<<

The boy at my side shouted back at Jungkook, who furrowed his brows

>>Whatever<<

>>You're chickening out, aren't you?<<

Yugyeom insisted

>>I bet you could not eat all of that<<

>>Yes I can!<<

Yugyeom raised his eyebrows, a cocky side grin plastered on his lips

>>Prove it<<

Jungkook ended ordering a big portion of chips and one full pizza margherita. I had a little pekish sensation, already anticipating my food.

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Jungkook's point of View

>>I'm going to die supa fast. Like supa supa. All those fries are fucking ripping a new asshole out of me<<

I muttered, my stomach almost exploding from how much I ate

>>Jimin come here, we'll have to say our goodbyes now, before I pass away<<

>>Uh?<<

He was cutely munching his pizza, his cheeks puffed out, all fluffy and adorable

>>I told you you couldn't eat that much Kooking mama!<<

I groaned at Yugyeom's remark. Meanwhile Lysa was wiping a napkin on Jimin's lips, to take away the cheese and tomato sauce from the skin, like he was some sort of baby. Which he resembled a lot, to be honest. Yugyeom feed him fried chips once in a while, and Jimin didn't seem to mind at all. I bit my lip, needing an excuse to make him seat beside me again, all those caring gestures were making me feel like a mom who's baby is being caressed by someone else. And even worse he was enjoying the attentions

>>Open your mouth hyung!<<

Jimin parted his cute lips, and there another hand full of chips shoved in his mouth by the guy beside me, all giggly. I wasn't jealous of Yugyeom, nor of Lysa of course ( I mean  just one glance was enough to know Jimin's sexual tastes, unlike someone else's). I just wanted to be the one feeding him, and treating him like a prince. Suddenly a cup of water was in front of my face, little chubby hands holding it

>>Drink this, maybe it will help ease the pain<<

Said Jimin to me, handing me the cup with a small smile. I took it, making sure to brush my fingers to his

>>Thanks babe<<

A sudden slam on the table made us both jolt to the other side. Hoseok had his face lying on the surface

>>Oh fucks, did he faint?<<

Shingo shook his shoulder

>>Hoe Sock! Hoe Suck! Oi dickhead?!<<

And the again he was up, with a raised finger, and a face that screamed I don't really know what I'm doing. He fixed his eyes into Jimin's

>>Ayeeee, you little wewe, go take me another beer supa fast! Pleasu<<

A moment of silence..two..three..a snort, and they were all laughing. Jimin quickly got up from his seat, climbed over our legs, and head to the nearest fringe, taking out a pair of beers, and handing them to Yooa, who passed them to the other side of the table, all this in super extra speed. When he came back and jumped after me, I pushed him down the chair, ending with one leg over my lap and the other practically over Yugyeom

>>Sorry bro, wanted bae here<<

The black haired male didn't complain, and just took Jimin's previous place, while I put an hand over the latter shoulders

>>You could've asked nicely if you wanted me here, you know? No need to be harsh<<

He mumbled knotting his brows, a little pout emerging on his face

>>Aw baby, but I asked you to come back, but you..<<

I neared my face to his

>>Di-dn-t<<

The innocence burned so brightly in his eyes, that only the sparkle almost turned me on. Almost. Not the time and place Juan.

>>Boy, you're totally eye-raping poor Jimin<<

Piped up Taemin from in front of us, wiggling his eyebrows

>>Yeah totally<<

Repeated Yooa. I shrugged

>>That's because I can eye-rape mah boy<<

I replied smugly

>>What's that supposed to mean Jungkookie??<<

Another slapping sound could be heard. Hoseok had tried to get to the bathroom, but as soon as he stepped up from the chair he had stumbled on his OWN feet, dragging his face directly onto the ground. On top of that, after banging his face so hard, he simply got up, mumbling incoherently

>>This body has too many legs.. gotta fix this later..<< 

scurrying after to the toilette.

>>He needs Jesus<<

>>Yeah totally<<

>>Stop saying Yeah totally<<

>>Yeah..totally not gonna stop<<

>>Let's play a game?<<

Proposed Kai

>>Like, mmmh...would you rather??<<

Asia almost jumped up his seat

>>Fucken yas! I'll start! Let's do this in a circle motion! SO first one Jeon, hello there boy. Would you rather, have a ride on Horseok, or break your left leg??<<

Shingo made a face

>>This escalated quickly<<

>>The heck noona?! I'll break my leg right away!<<

Lysa whistled

>>Rude<<

  >>I'm just being realistic<<  

>>Following, Shingo and Jimin!<<

>>Mhhhh.. Would you rather, throw yourself down a cliff, or..find yourself married to a person you don't know?<<

>>I would definitely die to the second one, so I choose to die from the high, thanks hyung<<

  I couldn't restrain myself from spilling out a comment:

>>As long as you land on this dick Jiminie<<

Jimin gave me a look of disapproval, at which I shrugged innocently.

>>Oh oh! It's my turn! Yugyeom, would you rather be dicked down by Jimin, or-

>>Wow, what a choice of words bro<<

Yugyeom rolled his eyes at Taemin

>>OR have sexual intercourse with Kai? Do you

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