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Sprogs, Prince and Mosquito

Ji Eun's POV

Reaching his home;

Jungkook: Jaaa!

He exclaimed, standing in front of his house's front gate.

What the frick are you waiting for?

Ji Eun: O-kay...

I said, confused as for why we're standing outside without heading inside.

Jungkook: Okayyyy...

He repeated.

Alzheimer ass.

Ji Eun: What? Aren't you gonna let me in or somethin'?

I asked, my eyebrows clashed together slightly, wanting to go inside and fill my hungry stomach.

Jungkook: Ahh! Kay...

He said and ended it with his lips pursed, as if just realising and remembering for why we were here, along with a very identifiable hint of sadness, annoyance and anger in it.
The anger seems to be a cute one with his lips pursed though.

Entering his house, I removed my shoes and placed them neatly in the top shoe rack, while he did the same but placed them in the middle one.

Before we could move in more; for me to actually be able to see the actual interior, a small figure — his hair messed up, with a few of those small, 5 centimetre strands sticking out, including a pair of glasses which seemed to be too big for the small figure's even smaller face; enunciated with a sigh tugging at the starting, as the caramel eyes perceived us with a done look.

XX: huuhh~, Mr Jeon, you are late.

Eh?
Eh?
Eh?
Eh?
Eh?
Eh?
Eyyy-

Why the frick is this scene casted in my mind?!

Jungkook: Ha Yoon?

Ha Yoon...

Jungkook: What are you doing here? That too alon-

"BOO!"

Jungkook: Huh? Hey, what are you doing here? What is happening?

He said, as he stepped back a little towards me, while getting the same scare I received that morning.

Mrs Wang: Ooo, who is this gorgeous lady?
Well, about what's happening, wait! Come inside first, and take a seat.

Me? Gorgeous?!

She said, as she turned over to leave the entrance, where we were stopped.

Mrs Wang: Take a seat, uh- Miss beautiful.

I- 👁️👄👁️

Ji Eun: It's fine, ye-

Mrs Wang: Eyy, come on, sit down, don't be shy, make yourself at home!

She cut me off, not wanting to accept my reply, as the young lady flashed me a warm smile, easing my heart, as I took a seat in the couch.

Mrs Wang: Oh! And by the way I am Wang Hae Won, Jungkook's cous-

She said, as she walked over to the kitchen, picking up a shiny, patterned cup and placing it under the running, cold tap water, washing it before serving.

Jungkook: Annoying cousin.

He said, as he placed his bag on the single cushioned couch, and lying on it in a way his right hip would hit the left of the 'inside back' of the couch's backrest, eyeing his cousin, annoyed.