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Project, please...

Author's POV

Jungkook: Hey!

Ji Eun: AH- YOU JERK.

He smiled at the figure holding her rising chest, as he hopped into the room with his shoes neatly placed outside and socks scrunched up into their space; closing the balcony door.

She jerked lightly in her bed while having been seated, after experiencing a juvenile and crazy Jungkook, now walking over to her.

Jungkook: Well...

He breathed out, eyeing her questioning eyes, which lead him to raise eyebrows as if asking her what she is waiting for, to why she clashed her brows even harder than before.

Sighing deeply, he shoved the book he clutched onto, to her face. Hoping it would be a help to jog her memory down and react, to which she again flinched and looked up to his face; completely hidden by the book blocking her vision.

Jungkook: The project. That's why.

He smiled ingenuously again, giving up on reminding her obliquely, as he received a glare from her, who stood up raging despite having the book sent straight to her face. But soon later, she threw the idea of scolding him away after being recalled in her memory about the project and her, asking him to be at her place today; quite surprising it was.

Ji Eun: You could have just said it.

She let it out with a sharp glare to his eyes, which shrunk itself by his raised, smiling cheeks. His right foot lifted up and situated itself a step back, after perceiving the glare from the furious her before him.

Jungkook: Yes, but aren't you a brilliant? I really did not expect you to forget about this but nevermind, I guess.

He gave a nonchalant shrug, and sat down on the bed, the soft, cushion mattress sinked in well enough to his weight, as he looked around randomly for no particular reason, and propped his palms into the bed, holding his figure which leaned back to stretch along with his widespread legs.

Jungkook: What are you looking at?

He asked with his chin lifted up high, lips pouting, as his eyes moved from the top to the very bottom of her standing figure, his whole face changing from an innocent utterance to a very perverted one.

She looked down to where his eyes had laid them on and trailed before like a track, as she sighed at his behaviour and turned to him with her lips pursed sternly, to which he looked up to her with a smirk-pout and a raised brow, making her roll her eyes to its extreme.

Ji Eun: Better keep your eyes to yourself, you pervert. Now, where is your laptop...?

She asked with her eyes lingering around his empty hands and surroundings, trying to get him into the project and not her cropped shirt. The environment, seemingly had nothing extra but the book he bought along with him and used to irritate her.

Where is his laptop?

Jungkook: I need mine? Don't you already have one?

He questioned back, both of them staring at each other, as if the both of them were a different type of species in their own field of vision, and that they are not really familiar with or heard being talked about before. He lied down on the bed, making it seem as if he was exhausted but actually didn't want the perplexed girl infront of him to see his red face, which dangerously seemed too close to be enough to get mistaken as a living, burning cherry.

Jungkook: Can you get me something to drink? Something like banana milk.

Said the burning man, hitting a sudden crave for sweetness, as she breathed out not sure.