My Lover Boy | j.jk ; ambw

forty two

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I wonder if she likes tattoos.

I never really asked.

Does she like bamboo?

Or tall, long grass?

I realize...I don't know a lot about her.

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"Finally. Stay off my phone next time." Jungkook said, putting black duck tape on Jihyo's mouth. Her and Jin-young was duck taped to Jungkook's dining room chairs. Jungkook moved out of his father's house once Kenya left.

He bought the apartment not too long ago. There wasn't a lot of furniture, but it was enough for Jungkook to survive.

Jihyo muffled, looking at Jungkook with anger as she shakes in the chair. Jungkook put his index up, signaling them to be quiet as he pulls his phone out his pocket. He smiled when he saw your name.

You were video calling him. He didn't hesitate to pick up the phone.

"Hello beautiful~" He sang as he looked at your beautiful face.

"Hello handsome~ what are you doing?" You said, laying on your bed; resting your head on one arm.

Jungkook moved his phone and flipped the camera. The screen showing Jihyo and Jin-young tied up in the chairs. You gasped, covering your mouth as you look at the two.

"Oh my god, Jungkook! Untie them!"

"They kept touching my stuff. This is what they get." He sassed, flipping the camera back to him as he pout.

"I will not call you for a week if you don't untie them."

"Oh my god, you're so dramatic. It's just some duck tape." Jungkook rolled his eyes, sitting his phone up to show you that he's taking it off. You smiled, watching him do so; wrapping yourself with a crochet blanket you made.

"Thank you, baby. That's way better." You smiled again. Jungkook turned around and saw you smile, making his face pink for a few seconds.

"Kookie boy is in love~ lover boy, lover boy."

"Man, shut the fuck up." Jungkook slapped Jin-young in the back of the head with the side of the duck tape roll.

"Language, Jungkook."

"Sorry, baby. They're really pissing me off." He side-eyed Jin-young.

"Have you made any new friends, Kenya?" Jihyo said, walking up to the phone; leaning over to see her face more.

"Yes, I have Jihyo. Two friends." You put up two fingers, making Jihyo squeal.

"I'm so happy! Who are they?"

"One is from South Korea. We were friends online and met on the plane, so him and I have been hanging out...I made another friend yesterday. She's actually La'Keya's daughter."

"Who?"

"Oh! Your hairstylist?" Jungkook asked, coming over to the phone; sitting on his wooden chair.

"Yeah! We started talking, laughing, joking around...we going to the gym tomorrow morning."

"Aye Kenya, who you on the phone with?" Assa came out of the shower, sports bra and a towel around her waist. She had a towel on her head as well.

"Oh, Assa, hey! I'm on the phone with my boyfriend and friends." You switched from Korean to English.

"Eh? Boyfriend? Girl, what boyfriend?" Assa joked, cocking an eyebrow, and making you laugh.

"Yes, I'm in a relationship." You smiled.

"With who? Is he hot?" Assa came over and laid in the bed with you, her wet hair laying on your shoulder as she looked at the screen. "Nigga, that's a girl."

"That's one of my friends, he's that one with the black sweater." You pointed at the screen. Assa squinted her eyes, looking at him.

"Oh...he's cute."

"You're fucking judging my taste now, Judy?"

"No! It's just, how you describe him was like a Greek God with an eight pack and a humongous dick-"

"Shhhut up! He knows English!" You slapped the top of her head, making her eyes widened her eyes as she covers her mouth.

"I am so sorry! My assumptions, my assumptions." She got up from you and sat on her bed, making everyone on the phone laugh.

"W-What?" Jungkook stuttered.

"I love you so much, baby. I gotta go, okay? Bye bye Kookie~" You hung up before they could say anything. You threw yourself onto the pillow, cringing at yourself. "Why would you say that, Assa!?"

"I don't know! Assumptions, assumptions! I am really bad with my mouth."

"I have noticed. I cannot believe you would say those things..."

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