An Attack Helicopter Brought us Together

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Emily POV

After all that fiasco with Serena's and Jimin's proposal and Serena's becoming president, everyone is celebrating loudly inside the White House, clinking bottles of vodka and whiskey. I decide that I want some alone time, because I need to work on the attack helicopter even more. I almost crashed the helicopter due to the power of the missile, so I need to improve the missile and make sure that it doesn't affect the helicopter.

"What are you doing?" Junk asks me as I am tweaking the screws on the solar panels.

"I'm improving the attack helicopter," I absentmindedly replied, "almost crashed it today. I need to make sure that it doesn't happen again."

"Can I talk with you?"

"Sure."

I pile on a bunch of more metal onto the solar panels. It'll lessen the effect of the missile on the helicopter, but it makes it twice as deadly.

"So, seeing Jimin and Serena made me realise something."

"That they're baby is brain damaged because Serena drank vodka throughout her whole pregnancy?"

"Not that, although that is quite true. I meant seeing them decide to get married," Junk says.

"Yeah, it was a bit random, wasn't it?"

"Seeing them together being happy made me want to be happy with someone else as well," Junk shyly said. "And I think I know who I want it to be with..."

"Is it Penelope?" I asked, "nah. She likes Suga. Who is it?"

Junk looks dumbfounded for a second before speaking again. "Um, you."

Me? Why me? Well, my dancing is very amazing and cool, and I don't blame him for liking that. But this is Junk we're talking about, he is the one who told me I sucked the first time I saw him, but then again, I did punch him in the stomach, and that was very fun. He also got me a fortnite llama at the carnival which was really nice and different of him.

"Hmm." I mumble, "I don't know. Does that mean that you like me? As in like, like me?"

"Yes."

"Okay Junk, I'll agree to date you. But you're not allowed to act like RM or Jimin, or be cutesy and stuff like Yuzu."

"Okay," he agrees, "I won't say that I love you every second or get you pregnant at every chance I have."

"Mkay," I grin, "then I'll be your girlfriend."

"Wait, actually?"

"Yeah," I shrug, "why not? Sounds fun."

"But do you actually like me? Like you seriously want this?"

"If I didn't want it I would've elbowed you in the nuts already," I said, "I do actually like you Junk. I mean, you're the first boy I tied up to the ceiling, and also the first boy I almost shot. If that doesn't spell out my feelings for you, I don't know what will."

Junk clears his throat, "that's not really a good way of showing off your feelings."

"It is to me," I say, "I show off my affection to people by insulting them. Serena's the only exception where I jump on her shoulders and hug her at every second I get, but she's a girl and you're a boy."

"Does this mean I can hug you?"

Mm, I'm not really sure. I've only ever hugged Junk once, but that was only when I thought Serena was going to pass away and die.

"Sure," I said, "you can hug me."

He awkwardly shuffles towards me, and we embrace for a couple of seconds before I tear away from the hug and work on the attack helicopter even more. Junk helps me a bit, and we get a lot of work done together. He walks me back to my room in the white house, and kisses my cheek before leaving.