"What the hell did you think about?!" the smaller man hits the muscle pig's chest with both of his hands to express his anger. "I took revenge," he walks away to get to the couch, passing his hand through his hair to pull them back and give me a flirty look. "Don't ever do that again, or I kill you."

"Yeah..." he lets out under his breath, some arrogance running through it.

"Don't give me that 'yeah', alright?" Yoongi continues to retort, not decided to shut his mouth for good. "No," he fixes his big eyes on him, but smirks.

"You- Stop! I swear I'm gonna go berserk with your fan attitude!" he disappears in the bathroom while complaining and screaming for no good reason.

"Jeez..." Jungkook lays down on the sofa, his head resting on the back of it, he puts one arm under his head to be comfortable. "This man should learn how to chill..."

He is not wrong.

"Babe," he calls me in a whisper while I am cleaning the kitchen counter. I raise my head up to fall upon that appealing and seductive man, who is giving me the eye in a suggestive position. My cheeks warmed up.

"Come here  right now. I want your body on mine," he keeps the same tone, staring and smiling to weaken me. "No. Are you out of your mind?"

"Yes. I'm in yours," he replies, believing he is funny.

"You're dumb," I roll my eyes and glance away, feeling shy because of what he dares to shamelessly let out of his mouth. "And that's dirtier than I would have imagined," he does not cease and worsen my state of nervousness. I cannot help but peek at him, and I regret right afterward.

He is purposely lifting his t-shirt up and brushing his abs with his hand while staring at me. "You're naughty."

"Shut up!" I tap my hand on the counter. "Do you want to get caught?"

"I love it when you get angry," he giggles and enjoys the mess he is creating, which could get us in trouble. "Just caress your body and leave me alone," I attempt to do my best not to take a look at him when he is doing everything to get my attention. "I imagine your hand instead of mine, and that's even better."

I do not react to his provocations but just keep on doing my work in order to calm myself from all that frustration caused by that tease, who is stalking me and observing each of my moves. "Can you come rub my stomach? It's hurting..."

"Take a pill or ask my brother," I send him packing.

"Rude," he pronounces after receiving my answer that I do not try to sugarcoat. "Come on, please... Pain killers won't work. I know it, baby."

"Stop whining, that doesn't work with me," I do not succumb. "Ugh...It's hurting..." he pretends to be in pain and emits some deep sounds that are not well taken by my heart.

Without saying anything,  he stands up and walks up to me, dragging his feet along the parquet floor to reach my spot.

"It's hurting because of you..." he reduces the space between us and turns me around to push me against the worktop. "I need your hands."

He traps my fingers between his and raises them up to get to his lower abdomen, and he snakes my hand underneath his fabric.

"Oh, please, give me a little massage or caress to alleviate that feeling," he keeps my hand flattened on his abs and leans even closer to touch my face with his, letting what sounds like moans run out of his mouth. "What feeling..?"

"It's something you make me feel when I think about you," he presses his lips on mine, tenderly while sliding my hand down where it should not go if I want to remain pure.

He backs away at the sound of a door opening and slamming violently.

"Damn that freaking shower was too hot and standing during all that time is so damn hard! I'm tired of this day already!"

Jungkook acted as if he was taking a can of Coke and he walked back to the sofa.

"Jungkook! You piss me off!"

What the hell is wrong with this guy?

"What did I do?!"

"Stop using my damn wifi to do your stupid things at night!" he utters out of anger and lands his butt on the couch to watch TV, with his bottle of Sprite. "What?! To do what?" the boy weirdly starts to catch a pinkish tint on his cheeks.

"Stop acting like a fool! Yesterday when I walked into your room to go get my USB back I saw that you typed "How to French kiss a girl" on internet! Do you know how much I pay just for you to do this?"

What the- Did I misheard or he said that?

"W-what?! No...! That's not true...!" his redness intensifies as the situation seems to embarrass him a lot which I like. That's cute but at the same time...not, given what he's trying to get to know. Wait a minute...Is that why he changed his way of kissing me?

"Not true?!" my brother raises his eyebrows at the boy blushing as red as a tomato. "Let's talk about a research made a few days ago then. "First time with girlfriend, how to-"

"Shut up!" he shouts in a sudden.

Alright. If I'm not dumb, those things he's watching on the internet to know how to do it...It means that...he's planning to do them....with me?

I thought he was all pro and more. I'm crying internally right now, that's adorable though.

"Oh you're all shy suddenly my boy," he scoffs at Jungkook in a total terrible moment. "Tell me who's that lucky girl that you're trying to impress."

Oh crap.

"No one," he glances away but his eyes met mine for a second and my heart bumped into my chest. "Yeah, of course, no one..." he chuckles.

- Next day -

"Y/N!" a young and innocent voice screams my name while bounces on the mattress are waking me up the worst way. "CUDDLE! I'M HUNGRY!" he shakes me and yells at me all joyfully.

It's eight in the morning and this kid is already on full energy! Dammit, those young souls!

"Daehan..." I struggle to open my eyes with all the bright sun blinding me. "Go brush your teeth first..." I find a good excuse to give me some more time on my mellow and comfortable bed who's making me feel good as ever like every morning. "Okay!" he jumps away from my body and runs outside the room to go do what I told him.

Ah, great..five minutes added to my sleep. Why does my pillow seem even more pleasant in the morning? Like, at night it's just simple but then when I wake up, I don't want to leave this soft fabric.

"I FINISHED!"

What the-

"CUDDLE!" he climbs onto the bed with his small members and crawls to me to rest all his heavy body on mine and hug me tightly, but so much that I'm suffocating. "What do you want to eat?" I give up on my lie in and give attention to this little monster. "I want donuts like Jungook bought."

Hold on. Did he just mention him? Without using the word jerk? Miracle, even if he mispronounced his name.

"Jungook?" I giggle at how cute he said it. "Yeah! He was kind but not boba..."

"Uh? Why wasn't he kind?" I wrap my arms around him and sit up on the bed. "Because he scolded you and you cried last time..." he curls his lips down to make a sad face. It's so adorable but hard to look at the pain he just feels like a kid after everything I thought he was too young to understand but that he in the end, do comprehend.

"It's fine my little baby," I press my lips on his forehead. "I'm happy now, look at my face," I give a bright smile to him just in order to reassure his mind and erase the negativity from it.

"Is Jungkook my friend?" he tilts his head cutely, asking me something I would never have expected to hear coming out of his mouth. "No," I shake my head. "He's your best friend, the best one you could ever have in your life," I grin uncontrollably just to think about the main subject of our conversation, Jungkook. "When will we go to his house?"

Oh damn.

"Uhm...I don't know..."

"Can we call him? I want to eat donuts!" he voices out all happily with a large beam shining and radiating from his baby face.

"I think...We're just going to go buy them and eat together, isn't it a good idea?" I try to avoid his demands. I'm too shy to ask Jungkook to come to my house, I'm sure he's going to think I'm the one wanting him here.

Well, I do. "Okay!"

"Go get ready and I do the same," I lead him to walk away to do my routine alone and he perfectly didn't retort, giving me the time to grab my phone and check if I have some notifications.

What the hell?

Thirty texts? Is this man serious?

‹ BABE💓 Want to come drink with me at a café? I'm lonely and bored😞 I miss you and I have a big problem, answer me as soon as possible😥💕💕 ]

[ Man! Are you crazy?! Thirty messages?! Aren't your fingers or hands tired?! And what is your problem? ›

‹ Finally! Don't worry about my fingers or hands, I'm used to it. This is an enormous problem and I need you to solve it it's urgent ]

[ Tell me what it is... I can't solve anything if I don't know you're talking about... ›

‹ Alright, so...Can I come to your house? Or you come to mine? ]

[ Tell me what's your problem first! ›

‹ I want you💓 ]

[ ... ›

‹ I'm serious! I dreamed of you and damn it was so intense that I'm still not over it and I need you now, it's very urgent ]

[ Go to hell. ›

I leave my phone on the sheets and get out of my bed without wanting to see his next texts, this man is so unbelievable it's getting on my nerves badly.

--

I walk out from the bathroom and stroll to my bed to go collect my phone that I left alone there.

Holy crap. It's not there.

"Cuddle, why is this mister without clothes in your phone?"

Oh my god.

I whirl around and immediately snatch the device out of his innocent hands of child. I take a look at the screen and what is supposed to be a pic showing a person in its birth suit.

It's that damn Jeon Jungkook who sent me a pic of himself in his bed! Shirtless with just a freaking small piece of blanket to cover his thing down there! I'm going to kill him with my own hands next time I see this guy. He likes to play with my emotions way too mischievously.

Am I blushing right in front of my little brother after seeing Jungkook almost naked? Worse, now that I read the sentence he sent after.

‹ Look what's waiting for you💓 It's the thing your torturing but also pleasuring just by invading my mind with your own curves💓 ]

This is too much tease for my heart I'm going to faint. I'm having a loss of consciousness right now, I'm dying from lack of oxygen.

"Cuddle....Are you okay?" he asks me, unaware of what the dumb girl I am is feeling just to think about that damn pic and remembering about the other one but then also being harassed by the thought of last night!