"you don't need to wear that." jungkook reminded once we arrived at the place. i pointed to my mask, to which he nodded in response.

"wae?" i confusingly asked. aren't we supposed to disguise ourselves in order to avoid the paparazzi?

"this place is private. people involved in the industry or high businesses are the ones who can only go here." he explained as he opened the car door and offered his hand to me.

"gaja?" he said. i held onto his hand and hopped out of the van. we walked towards the place and colorful, flashing lights welcomed our sight upon entering.

my eyes sparkled in excitement, there were a bunch of machines stationed in every corner of the room. it also came as a surprise to me that there were a lot of people present right now, playing various games.

i was in awe that i didn't even notice that kook wasn't by my side anymore. i scanned the room and saw him over the counter, handing out his card to the person over there.

seconds later, he was heading towards my direction with a smile plastered on his lips.

"there we go." he said, as he gives me a plastic bag full of tokens. i was too thrilled to try everything that i just grabbed kook in an instant and went over to the nearest machine.

"easy there, brat." he said.

i never missed the opportunity to try out all of the machines. we started off with the gun gaming, followed by claw machines, racing, and the like.

i let out a huff and glared at jungkook, who was at my side shooting a ball. i glanced at our scores, 150 and 40. the difference is big.

"the machine probably has a defect. it won't let me shoot the ball." i complained as we walk away from the balling station.

"nah, i'm just good at everything." he claimed. i rolled my eyes at him and turned my back. i was feeling defeated, he just won in all of the games we had. if only i could just beat him in one, then i would have my pride back.

i roamed my eyes and squealed once i saw my favorite arcade game. i grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him towards.

"come on, try beating me." i challenged as my eyes squint at him. confidence radiated throughout my body. tch, i can easily beat this guy. i almost always beat my opponents in playing tekken after all. this is my pride and joy.

"i can beat you here. i'm a god in playing tekken." i claimed.

"what's the prize?" he calmly asked, a smirk somehow appearing on his lips.

i scratched the side of my head, thinking on what i should reward him with once he wins. i gasped upon realizing the best thing i could do to him.

"well, i heard you like a certain someone from a girl group." i started off, eyeing his expressions very carefully. his brows furrowed as if he was trying to read what was on my mind.

"then if you win, i can set you up with tzuyu. a date. our group's friends with them, so it'll be easy." i happily said.

he sighed and looked away for a moment. i heard him mumble something, yet it was too soft for me to understand.

"mwo?"

he breathed out as he fixated his gaze onto the machine. "and if i lose?" he questioned.

i let out a soft chuckle before answering, "well, you owe me a lunch then. a big meal." i exclaimed. that's the first thing that came up on my mind. of course, he wouldn't want to spend another day with me, would he?

he smirked upon hearing my statement and placed his eyes on me. "well then, let's start." he uttered, as he inserted the token into the slot.

i stretched out a bit and relaxed my back on the seat. the moment the game started, my fingers immediately pressed the buttons, doing all the combos i've learned.

"ya jungkook, are you always this bad?" i arrogantly asked once the first round finished. i was still focused on the game, thinking of all the possible moves i could execute. time went by, and we were now on the final round. i couldn't believe i won two times straight for the prior rounds.

i glanced at him for a bit, and it seems like he wasn't his usual self, the competitive maknae of BTS. he looks too relaxed, almost as if he didn't care losing.

"KNOCK OUT!" the voice in the screen uttered. i was too giddy in winning that i managed to jump and squeal. "You suck!" i screamed.

i bowed in embarrassment upon realizing that i got too loud and managed to get the attention of everyone inside the room. kook, on the other hand, was giggling like a girl.

i sat down and poke him on the side, "i guess the golden maknae isn't good at everything, eh?" i said.

he made a clicking sound in his mouth and just messed my hair while smirking, before standing up and telling me he'll go get us snacks.

i was scrolling through my phone when i felt a hand on my shoulder. i looked up and saw an unfamiliar man standing next to me.

"nuguseyo?" i asked. i roamed my eyes around yet jungkook was still nowhere to be seen.

"oh you must be startled, mian." he smiled as he felt the nervousness in the atmosphere.

"kwon si hyun imnida, i'm a big fan lisassi." he casually continued. i bowed in gratitude and shook his hand.

"i didn't expect to see a female idol here, did you come in here alone?"

"ani, she came with me." i quickly turned my head around and saw kook behind me. he managed to transfer the snacks he bought in his one hand, as his free hand landed on my shoulder.

the man in front of us let out a chuckle and pat kook on the back. "oraenman-iya, jungkook." he greeted.

kook smirked in response, as he tapped him on the back. "i always thought you were to busy with your business that you would never have the time to visit this place again."

"just today," the man replied. he then looked at me and sweetly smiled. "and it seems like a perfect timing."

my cheeks flustered instantly, and i kept my head somehow down to hide the expression on my face. kook scoffed, and sighed in disbelief.

"ya si hyunssi! can't you see where my hand is right now?!" he annoyingly questioned.

his friend then just laughed at his reaction before saying, "i was kidding! aish, you're too overprotective kook! how did you even get her to have a relationship with you?"

a relationship? this guy had it all wrong. did we seem like a couple?

i was about to protest, when kook spoke up while holding my wrist. "mind your own business."

it made his friend laugh harder. i looked at jungkook and raised an eyebrow at him, but he wasn't returning my looks.

"geureom, let's hang out soon with the others, ye? perhaps, we could all beat you now in that street fight game." his friend said as he walks away.

is he referring to tekken? tch, i guess i'm better at all of them because i just won over their best player, right?

i jerked kook's grasp from me, and gave him my irritated expression. he innocently looked at me, as if he doesn't have the idea why i'm mad.

"ya, why did you let that man get the wrong impression on us?"

"geunyang." he replied while he hands me out a bread.

"mwo?!" i felt my blood boiling, "what do you me—"

"ugh, just shut up brat and eat that." he cooly said after stuffing my mouth with a dough. i took out the bread out of my mouth, and stomped my foot.

"you jerk! don't you have some manners? i was asking a question and yet you just stuffed my mouth with some food to shut me up?" i annoyingly mentioned as i try to catch up in his walking phase.

he rolled his eyes on me and let out a small blow. "should i use my lips to shut you up instead?"

my eyes widened upon hearing his remark. i suddenly forgot my thoughts and froze there on the spot.

"hm, guess i should have." he said. he then took that as the time to grab me by the wrist and lead me to the eating area. surprisingly, i didn't hesitate and just followed him.

damn, maybe he does have an effect on me.