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# 2. Play 5 Questions

Jungkook couldn't stay entirely focused on the studies, and he couldn't text PJM either, not wanting to seem tacky. He helped his grandfather in fixing the loose kitchen pipes and his grandmother in picking perilla leaves. "You should get back to study now, Kookie." The older woman asked the boy. 

Jungkook smiled, still looking at the screen of his phone that he had hidden between his book. He wondered if his grandmother ever got to know about who he was or what he craved, what would she even feel about him? She will be repulsed by me.

"Yeah, she is right, Kookie. Do well on your exams and make your late parents proud."

This cinched Jungkook's heart and he stood up from the couch while blinking his eyes quickly. The subject was always sensitive. It has been three years since he started living with his grandparents after his parents were killed along with his older sister in one of the shootings that happened. He somehow started feeling like this was his home now, but he had so much that he kept to himself and didn't talk about it with anyone that sometimes the place still felt like a guest house. On top of that, the raging hormones of puberty were heightening his feelings and emotions all too much. Suddenly, he got a notification on his screen. 

"Let's play a game. What do you think?"

"Sure."

"I'll be in my room then, grandma. I have lots to study."

"Go on." The woman smiled sweetly. 

"Let's ask five questions so that we can know about each other more. I will give you options to choose from two topics. You have to pick one and then I'll ask you five questions related to what you've picked. Yes?"

"Alright, you start."

Jungkook smiled and locked his door before haphazardly throwing his book and slumping on the bed. His room was not very big, but with a twin-size bed, he was more than happy. The small study desk was clean and the wooden cupboard for his clothes was situated on one of the walls. His mattress was the best thing about his room, after the airy windows, cozy and comfortable that put him to sleep even after the hardest days. 

"Option A. Bedroom talk. Option B. Date night."

"Bedroom talk."

"You've chosen it, baby girl. Here it goes. First; would you rather have my dick up your vagina or my tongue on your clit?"

"Dick. I am not really a tongue person. :p"

"Fuck!"

"I haven't seen you in real life, but I can imagine myself doing that to you."

Jungkook's heart rate was haywire all of the sudden. It was finally happening. Even if he had to make a few adjustments in his head to imagine the vagina as his asshole, he was loving it through and through. 

"Second; what is your bra size and color of your nipples?"

The teen thought for a moment and looked down at his chest.

"32B. I have small tiddies. ;("

"Cute."

"Color of my nipples- Dark brown, I guess."

"When I am on top of you, asking you to tell me what do you want me to do, what will you say?"