this is a long one ❤️

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THIRD PERSON

"Alright, love birds," Namjoon turned around with the biggest smile on his face, the sort of goofy grin Joy always got to see. Jungkook chuckled since he rarely got to see him geeked over something like this.

"Let's make things interesting with a little friendly competition."

"It's already as friendly as it can be, Namjoon." Jungkook said with a nervous laugh trying to cover up how awkward it is already.

The entire car ride here the girls had been avoiding the option of speaking to each other. If they were, it was small offensive comments that the other always clapped-back at. Namjoon was the one to quickly change the topic and act as if nothing happened.

"Aww come on Kookie, lighten up a little." Ezra brushed her shoulders against his, a flirtatious gaze sent his way that had his heart doing leaps. He gulped and glanced up to see Joy in her own world, looking at her boyfriend with absolute adoration.

Cute.

"Wait—don't most arcades use cards to swipe instead?" Joy asked. Ezra's eyes darted towards her in an instant, a look of pure disgust.

"Not this one. They use tokens for more modern games. It's cool how they do it." Namjoon twirled her hair between his fingers.

"Well my dad added cards to our arcade. Said it was easier that way."

Namjoon almost choked up, "W-Wait you own an arcade?"

"It's in the west wing of our home, right next to the movie theater." Joy answered honestly but the look on everyone's faces surprised her. It was at that moment Jungkook could no longer consider himself spoiled, he was moderately rich. Joy was just a—

"Wow, princess! Must be nice to use daddy's money like that." Ezra smiled cheekily.

"Of course! I would have used it to buy you more fabric for your clothes."  Jungkook could have sworn he saw Joy's eye twitch when she smiled and said that. Both females are smiling but they didn't seem too friendly.

Talk about backhanded compliments.

"Well, I at least have something to show off. I wouldn't say the same for you, doll."

"Hey, leave the nicknames to me." Namjoon interrupted and took his girlfriend's hand. He kissed the back of it before wrapping his arm around her securely. Joy smiled and snuggled under him with her arm around his waist, the other still holding his hand.

Jungkook nearly jumped when Ezra grabbed onto his arm and placed it in between her cleavage. Was he imagining this? He must be dreaming? What is he supposed to do?

Namjoon read Jungkook's face and almost burst out laughing. "Why don't we go pay for our tokens? Then we can start."

"Yes!" Jungkook shouted a little too enthusiastically, both of his arms now reaching up. He awkwardly placed them by his side again, Ezra's hand found his and grabbed on.

Jungkook internally exhaled. Holding hands regularly was a good start. Not that he didn't mind the fact that his hand had basically touched Ezra's boobs— not that he's disrespectful! His mind was loaded with hormonal arguments he didn't even realize they were buying tokens.

He payed for Ezra and himself and Namjoon for Joy and himself.

"Let's play Dance Dance Revolution!" Ezra pointed to the game in the center of the arcade. Dragging Jungkook by the hand, she raced over there.

Namjoon smiled beside Joy. "You playing?"

"With her?" Joy asked, already looking exhausted.

"Oh come on, princess." Namjoon pouted. "I know I didn't tell you Ezra was going to be here but—"

"Exactly." Joy elbowed his stomach. "Lucky for you, Daddy had us each request an arcade game and mine was Dance Dance Revolution." Joy wrapped her hair up and cracked her knuckles.

"Don't break her bones if you end up losing."

Joy kissed his cheek. "I won't lose. Hold my rings."

"I won!" Ezra exclaimed, stepping down from the 4 inch stage that was Dance Dance Revolution. "Good game bro."

Joy stumbled down, disappointment evident on her face. She sulked toward her boyfriend and leaned head first against his chest. Namjoon laughed and patted her head.

"I thought you said you wouldn't lose," he smirked.

"Well, I did! Okay?" Joy looked up at him. "You don't have to tease me about it."

"When you look this cute? Never." He kissed her forehead. Meanwhile, Jungkook was trying to get an overexcited Ezra off of him.

"Did you see that? I wiped her out." Ezra playfully punched his chest as if he was a punching bag. Jungkook laughed and grabbed her wrist, spinning her around.

"Yeah, let's see if she doesn't eat you in the next game. She's got those tiger eyes on you."

Ezra scoffed, "And I'll win just like I did before. I meant to ask you—"

"Another game." Joy shouted and caught their attention. She quickly looked around until she spotted the race cars right in the center of the arcade. She pushed her way through the other kids that were crowding around the place.

"Hold that thought." Ezra patted Jungkook's chest and followed right behind Joy, pushing the same kids.

"Hey! That was rude!" She heard a little kid said.

"Life is full of disappointment, kid. Grow a pair." Ezra joined Joy, hands gripping the wheel while they both hastily placed their tokens in. They started selecting vehicles while the boys stood behind them, more confused than they've ever been.

Namjoon whispered, "You think it's that time of the month?"

Jungkook shrugged and whispered back,  "Menopause?"

"We can hear you." They said in unison, scaring the two men behind them.

"I don't really think you guys need us here—"

"Stay." Joy cut Namjoon off. She blushed, smiling up at her boyfriend. "I need a cheerleader if I'm going to win."

Namjoon laughed and stood behind her chair as she placed her foot on the pedal and hands on the wheels.

"Trying to lose again?"

Joy grimaced and looked over at the other seat beside her. Ezra, without Joy noticing, had already chosen her car and wheels. Her screen showed her waiting on a second player.

"A little slow today?" Ezra raised an eyebrow.

Ignoring Ezra's comment, Joy chose her vehicle and its wheels. "I'm actually feeling a bit on my feet, thank you."

"Our previous game didn't give off the sense that you even have feet," Ezra said loud and clear as the game counted down the start of the race.

The girls pressed down on their gas pedal once the game began. Namjoon and Jungkook silently snickered whenever they accidentally turned too far one way or careened into wall.

Ezra peeked at her opponent's screen and saw that Joy was in second place, Ezra falling behind at fifth.

Namjoon encircled his mouth with his hands and cheered. "Woo! Go, princess! Get to first place!"

The last lap of the race was about to come to an end. Joy giggled at Namjoon's cherring, accelerating with the push of her pedal. The first place car was almost in her reach. Ezra took third place seconds after.

With the finish line a few feet ahead, she pushed down on her pedal until she couldn't push it any further. One hand in the air, she let out a happy "woo-hoo" as she zoomed past the finish line in first place.

Namjoon was now jumping up and down clapping his hands. "That's my girlfriend!"

Joy stood up, cheering along with her boyfriend, ignoring the other arcade guests. She threw her head back in a fit of laughter, as he picked her up and spun her around.

"Babe!" She giggled, lightly smacking his arm. He put her down with a smug smile. "Maybe a little too much enthusiasm for a video game."

Jungkook laughed, and for a second he caught Joy's eye.

He never really got a close look at her. Every time they had encountered one another, he had tried to hide or avoid her eyes. Their first meeting isn't something he would really want to remember. But for that one second, he got a good look at her face, at her smile. And she was genuinely pretty. She chuckled before looking back at Namjoon.

Ezra rolled her eyes while Jungkook smiled and clapped. "Oh come on, it's just a game." Jungkook teased.

"Yeah, it's just a game. No need to act like she won the superbowl," Ezra murmured but smiled up at him. "Hungry?"

He glanced back over at Joy for a second, then back at Ezra with a nod. "How does pizza sound?"

"Like a Gordon Ramsay dish. Let's go." Ezra always had the habit of walking off and literally tumbling everything in her path. Jungkook found it funny.

"We're gonna go eat—Oh nevermind then." Jungkook blushed when he saw the couple practically eating each other faces off, lost in their own bubble of romance and lust. Namjoon gave him a thumbs up while kissing Joy's lips until they were swollen.

It took them a while to find good seats at the arcade. The food was decent and regardless of the fact Jungkook was lactose intolerant, the cheese didn't really make him feel like he was going to shit himself and hurl.

"She's like the fucking energizer bunny. Do you see the way she dresses like a preppy church girl?"

"You mean the same way you used to dress?" Jungkook countered and got a fry chucked his way. He gracefully dodged it and laughed. Ezra smiled and looked away for a moment. Jungkook sighed and took a sip of his drink.

"Now, tell me the reason you said yes to this because ain't no way you would have lasted thirty more minutes around her." He asked and Ezra almost choked on her Dr.Pepper.

"My will to live."

"Mhm sure and I'm not a virgin. So if we're gonna keep blasting lies here, make em' believable." Ezra laughed until tears came out her eyes, Jungkook laughing along with her. She snorted and they paused for a second.

"What was that monstrous noise that just emitted itself into the atmosphere? You're putting out more carbon emission than those pig farms."

"FUCK OFF!" Ezra picked up the entire fry tray and threw it at him. Jungkook was quick to dodge it before the ketchup she poured could ruin his brand new shirt. Instead it caught someone behind him, a specific 'Karen' with her two teenagers who wanted nothing more than to hide.

"You ungrateful little bastards! Where the hell is the manager for this establishment?"

"Ahh shit." Ezra cursed under her breath while Jungkook was scared shitless. He's never been in a situation like this. Was he going to jail? Is he getting locked up? He looked for Namjoon while the lady began shouting at the top of her lungs to bring the manager, but he couldn't find him.

I really don't look that good in bright orange—

"Absolutely unbelievable! I want these two apprehended!" She shouted. Instead of the manager that walked out it was a familiar face.

"Ma'am I'm going to have to ask you to calm down and we'll handle the situation." Soobin spoke in a way the lady wouldn't overreact. He seemed tall and respectable enough to be the manager. He smiled and made his way over to Jungkook and Ezra. "Don't worry, we'll take care of these two." He turned towards them and his smile instantly faltered with a death glare.

"Walk before she ends up ruining everyone's day."

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JUNGKOOK

"Thanks again Soobin. I'll make sure to share my notes for next week's class." I scratched the back of my neck and looked straight down at the floor, a mop in my hand and Soobin standing by the door with a sheepish smile.

He waved me off, "It's no problem. She complains so much it sort of pissed my boss off to take a vacation and leave me in charge. Also, I don't really need the notes. Just clean up the kitchen since we're short on staff for today. Keep everything in here calm until we can get her to leave."

"Truly sorry." I said again and he smiled before telling me it was okay again and left me and Ezra in the kitchen.

I sighed and pressed my forehead against the mop. This was extremely conflicting. I don't even understand how or why I ended up like this again until I turn around and stare directly at Ezra. Her straight ponytail bounced while she rocked back and forth on her heels and her finger tips lightly tapping against each other.

"At least we got a free meal?" She joked. I was too upset to even laugh at it but wasn't mad to the point I ridiculed her. Instead I handed her a wash cloth and the bucket on the table.

"Start scrubbing."

"Wait. You mean we actually have to—"

"Start. Scrubbing."

"Yes, sir."

Ezra took the bucket and the wash cloth. She made her way over to the counter while I dunked the mop in the bucket next to me. I felt my phone vibrate and quickly pulled it from my pocket.

Namjoon
why the hell are you two in the kitchen?

I looked up and saw Joy and Namjoon standing by the concession counter, poking their heads so far out they looked like giraffes. Joy seemed concerned while Namjoon was laughing his ass off, a few people passing by staring at him weirdly (I would have done the same).

Jungkook
We got into a mess with some crazy mom and now we're stuck cleaning.

Namjoon
well joy has to head home early so i'll pick you up later, cinderella?

Jungkook
Sure Alfred

Namjoon
🖕🏻

I chuckled and went back to mopping the floor.

"UGH! I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE!"

Not even ten minutes passed and Ezra threw the wash cloth down and pouted. She threw the cleaning gloves on the counter and stomped over towards me.

"Soobin said calm. So, I would like to keep it calm."

"Kookie."

"Ezra."

She jolted slightly and I raised a brow. I placed the mop to the side and turned to face her with my hands in my pockets. The leather jeans I wore were a little too tight. Ezra was avoiding my gaze which was weird for her boastful personality.

"You know I'm in front of you right?"  I leaned my head to try and catch her eyes but she turned away.

"Ezra?"

"Would you stop that." She whispered.

I crossed my arms, "Stop what? Are you okay?" I took a step towards her, holding her wrist and placing my hand against her forehead. "You're not having a fever. Did you inhale too much clorox?"

"No, you idiot. That's not the issue."

"Then what is?"

"IT'S YOU!"

Huh—

"You're the issue." She confessed again. I must have been hearing things. The only issue I cause is being too perfect (for some people) and pouring the milk before the cereal (out of habit). So I couldn't think of any other reason to be a problem. Ezra looked at me and bit her lip.

I held my breath when she gripped my shirt and pressed her lips against mine. I stumbled back but caught myself before we ended up falling. She pulled away.

"It's you. I can't get you out my damn head; you're literally in my fucking mind 25/8. And the things that run through my mind about us are damn near unholy but I can't get you out my head." She chuckled. "The only reason why I agreed to this shit show was to see you. I want...you."

Holy sugar honey ice tea.

Before anything could really register to me she kissed me again. She applied more pressure, tilting her head and almost seemingly holding in her breath. She inhaled sharply, wrapping her arms around my neck.

What the hell is going on? What the hell do I do?

The only thing I could do.

I kissed her back.

"Mmph!—Ezra!" I mumbled and it felt like a battle. I walked forward, trying to avoid the door that separated us and the crowd of people.

"Up." She mumbled. I let out a small grunt and before I knew it she was up in my arms, legs wrapped around me. I didn't know where we were going or what the hell was going on but we needed a smaller space where I wouldn't eternally embarrass myself.

I found the cleaning supplies and kicked the door open. By then our lips were swollen, our heavy breaths syncing together while she grabbed onto me tighter, as if I was going to run away (kind of wanted to). She jumped out of my arms and in no time I was against the wall.

"Ezra, slow down." I licked my lips and the taste of her lip gloss lingered. It was sweet. Ezra's gaze had me locked, like I was shackled against the wall from the way she stared at me. The atmosphere felt feverish, a different feeling from guilt and discomfort.

Was I horny?

"Jungkook."

I couldn't reply from the way my thoughts got caught up in this huge lump in my throat. My mouth was open but no words, absolutely no words that could answer her.

"Jungkook, you're hard."

I felt a hand pressed against my pants. I flinched, almost jumping out my own damn skin when Ezra's hand palmed me.

"If you don't want to, I can stop." She said yet she still proceeded to go down on her knees. So many things happening, so little time to process how she looks underneath me. Almost as if she'd been there so many times before.

"E-Ezra I—"

Do I want this?

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remember, consent is sexy
sorry this was so late ❤️