❝He's a sexy bastard!❞
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"You can't win against me Aera, ink that in the walls of your mind." This was too shameful for Aera, too much embarrassing and humiliating. She couldn't lose against him-it was not in her vocabulary.
"Honey...
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7| I ruined your day so, if your day is ruined, my day is ruined too.
The bell rings, gaining the attention of everyone. Ara glances at them but they all pretend like they never heard something. She raises her eyebrows in amusement.
"Oh, they gonna do this?" She thinks, pursing her lips. Ara shrugs and goes back to scrolling though instagram again.
Mrs. Park frowns at Ara's behavior. "Ara! Look who's at the door." Her hazel orbs gazed at her mom. She tilts her head upwards, pouting at her. Mrs. Park blinks her eyes, staring at her daughter
"She's a sloth." She thinks, her lips twitching disgustingly. "You're so lazy, go and see who's at the door!" She orders, pointing at the door. Ara groans cussing at whoever is outside under her breath.
She unlocks the door, desiring to beat whoever is behind it. She scoffs, her desire getting massive after she saw the person at their doorstep. "Is it kookie?" Her mom shouts from behind. She ignores her mom, glaring at her enemy.
The corner of Jungkook's lips lifts into a smirk. "What are you doing here? And with gifts?" He smiles at her, bopping her nose with his index finger. "Came here to pick up my girlfriend for a date."
She rubs her nose, trying to remove Jungkook's germs from her cute nose. "I think I have to take a bath with bleach now." She says rubbing her nose harshly.
"Well, I think acid would be better, not only my germs will vanish, you will vanish with them too and my life will become peaceful again." Jungkook looks up with a dreamy smile thinking about how peaceful his life will be. Ara rolls her eyes.
"I'm asking for the last time. Why. Are. You.Here?!" She asked stressing at each word, showing her frustration. Jungkook sighed, peeking behind her. "Will you not let me in?" He raised his eyebrows. "No!"
"Ah!" Jungkook snickered at Ara who got slapped by her mom. "This is how you treat your cousin?" She glares at Jungkook, rubbing her arm trying to soothe the burning sensation.
"He's not my cousin!!!" She yells, gritting her teeth. Her mom glares at her, nodding to the left, telling her to go inside.
Aera left them both alone, not forgetting to stomp her feet while going inside. Mrs. Park smiles at Jungkook, inviting him inside. "Sorry on her behalf." She claims, feeling sorry for Jungkook. "It's okay, mom." She ruffles his hair affectionately.
"Dad!! I don't like that jerk!!" She whines, shaking her dad to wake him, disturbing him from his slumber. "What?! Is the house on fire? are you okay?—" Ara stares blankly at Mr. Park. "—Dad would you stop overreacting? It's not fun now." Mr. Park pouts staring at her daughter.
