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"Hyena!! Jungkook is here for the date!" My mom called.
Yes, thats right, I have a date to choose the wedding plans.
The wedding plans.
WEDDING PLANS!
As I went down the stairs, I tripped on my f.ucking foot and cursed out a "S.HIT" Which made Jungcock, I mean Jungkook chuckle.
"Oh hey, Kookie." I said, trying to make my mom as happy as I could. She's the one who pooped me out afterall.
/(=✪ x ✪=)\(,,๏ ⋏ ๏,,)/(=✪ x ✪=)\
In the car, it was so d.amn awkward. But I enjoyed the silence. Until he started babbling.
"I loved how you called me 'Kookie'" JuanCock, I mean Jungkook, man his name is suddenly so hard to remember, chuckled.
Yea, I've got to admit, he's a pretty hot guy, but I'm not really into his nasty tricks and his teasing. I hate boys like him. Which includes that Yoongay guy, who asked me for the 8th grade end of Middle school prom and left me, and made me cry. That was a very nice memory about BTS.
But, Jin is always nice, apologizing for almost, everything.
He would bake me a few things of cookies, and blush away. I know he likes me...and I may like him too.
Too bad I'm getting married to JungFuck, UGHHH JUNGKOOK!
I actually screamed that out, covering my mouth instantly.
"You like me that much? Boy, how Jimin was right about a 'Handsome Maknae', eh?"
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