A Guy Like You

Night's Still Young

Akira's POV

"Let's go live," Jungkook mumbled as we stepped inside the house. "Sure, I'll join you today," I replied, removing my heels and face lit up with excitement.

"Really?!" Jungkook asked excited, and I nodded. "Go start without me, I'll come after I change into something more comfortable." I replied and we went to our respective rooms.

Upon my return, Jungkook was already engaged with the audience. I dragged a chair next to him and sat down. "Yo, imouto-tachi, genki?" I greeted them with a smirk playing on my lips.

The comments started pouring in, asking about how my birthday was.

"So, how was your birthday, Onee-Chan?" one fan inquired. I glanced at Jungkook, before replying, "Well, it was satisfying. Went on a date, watched movies, came home, and here we are."

The fans were excited, bombarding us with more questions. Some asked about a birthday cake, and I could see Jungkook glancing at me.

With a firm expression, I addressed the cake question, "I hate cake, guys. No cake for me."

The comments section erupted with surprised emojis and playful protests, but I stuck to my dislike for cakes, explaining that I preferred other treats.

As the gaming session continued, Jungkook read a comment praising, "Akira, you seem so mature. How do you manage it all?" I couldn't help but chuckle at the comment.

"Mature? Oh no, don't let the CEO persona fool you. I'm actually way more playful than I come off," I said with a wink, "and, um, I may or may not go goo-goo gaga for handsome faces, but that's a secret I don't let my face reveal."

Jungkook, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, seized the opportunity. "How about trying a horror game, Noona?" he suggested.

"You're kidding, right?" I looked at him unamused, raising an eyebrow in a 'really?' kind of expression.

He chuckled, "Come on, it'll be fun. Let's see how 'mature' you really are in the face of horror."

I sighed, reluctantly agreeing, and as the horror game started, my attempts at keeping my cool

We decided to download a paid Japanese horror game called Go Home. "I heard this was a good game from V hyung," Jungkook said, looking around, searching for something.

"What are you looking for?" I asked, curious.

He removed two headphones and grinned at me. "Oh, come on, give me a break," I exasperatedly said, taking them from him.

We connected the headphones to the CPU, put them on, and clicked on,

"Game Start."

I continued playing, and the game began with a faceless girl in a kimono praying in front of a shrine. "What's this about?" I asked, controlling the character as she descended the stairs.

"Don't know, I only played the demo," Jungkook replied, his eyes fixed on the screen.

As the character descended the stairs, a car suddenly appeared, colliding with me in the game, and I died.

"WAaah!" I yelped, looking away from the screen and sighing. "We just began, and I couldn't even fake keeping my cool."

(Author Notes: Disclaimer: Please note that this is a work of fanfiction and is not intended to offend the creators of the game or it's designers.)

"It's okay, Noona. We'll get better at this." Jungkook laughed. As we delved deeper into the horror game, the scares intensified, and my agitation grew.