turn around || jjk

-12-

"Playing games, are we?" He says in his low, husky voice.

I feel my face heat up as his breath warms up the back of my neck. I don't move, I stay still, keeping my eyes closed.

I feel the mattress sink behind me and I open my eyes. Just as I do so his arms wrap around me again. He snuggles his head into the crook of my neck and puts his leg over mine.

What the hell is going on? Why is he so lovey right now? He was pissed at me a minute ago.

I put my hands on his and pull them apart. I sit up quickly and get off the bed before he can catch me.

"Em? What's wrong?" He asks, clearly offended by my actions.

"I'm fine, why?" I lie, picking up my tote and putting it on the mattress. I unzip the zipper and start taking out things I'll need tonight. I pull out my toiletry bag and makeup bag and walk into the bathroom, setting my toothbrush, toothpaste, hairbrush, and shower stuff on the counter.

I leave the room and go back to the bed, but when I do I wish I hadn't.

JK was sitting there with my bra on his head and was using my thong as a slingshot.

I run over to him and snatch the bra off his head and the thong from his hand.

"Hey! I was using that!" He whines. I look at him with a very unimpressed expression and stuff the items back in my bag.

"To what? Push up your non-existent boobs?" I fire back.

"I'll have you know I take pride in my boobs." He replies very matter-of-factly. "I'll show you." He suddenly rips off his shirt and stands, walking right up to me. He stops when his chest is mere centimeters from my face. I look at his torso and observe his very existent pecks. When I draw my daze down I notice his sweats hanging lower on his hips, exposing his v-line.

"Done drooling yet?" He says, snapping me back to reality. I quickly look up to his face and see him smirking. My heart stopped.

"Hah." I chuckle, trying to hide the blush on my face. "I was just trying to figure out how a wimpy guy like you gets so many girls." His face drops, the smirk with it.

"Wimpy? WIMPY?! I am not wimpy. I could throw you across the room if I wanted to." He boasts. I scoff and pull my phone out of my back pocket. It's almost 4pm now. I sigh and dramatically backflop onto the bed.

"Are you seriously tired right now? You slept on the way here. For a very long time, might I add." JK sits on the edge of the bed and looks at me. I raise myself up and lean on my elbows.

"I'm not tired. I'm just bored. I want to be in Cali already. Walking on the pier, swimming at the beach, ooh and going to Disneyland!" I squeal.

JK laughs and shakes his head.

"One, no one said we were going to Disneyland, and two, I was actually going to ask you if you wanted to do something with me tonight."

I fully sit up now, intrigued. "Like what?" I ask excitedly.

"Well," He starts. "There's a fair going on around here. Maybe we could grab something to eat and go there after? There's rides and games and ooh! COTTON CANDY!"

I giggle at his enthusiasm and nod rapidly. "I don't actually want to eat out tonight though. Wouldn't it be easier to just get room service to save our energy and also let our food settle before rides? I don't feel like wearing your dinner tonight." I suggest.

He agrees with my idea and goes to the phone to order the food. While we wait I take a shower because I feel disgusting after that almost six hour car ride.