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Both me and Jungkook chocked on the air hearing the word husband. Does this guy even have any qualities to me my husband? Lmfao. Also why am I his noona and he's ajussi? Kid got nice eyesight.
"Heh noo he's not my husband" I awkwardly laughed it off, the younger one looks more confused now.
"Then who is he?" He innocently asked
"Her boyfriend" I almost chocked again on my saliva. Did he really have to say that? And the proud look in his face meaning he meant way he said.
I gave him a "are you for fucking real" look but he just ignored me. "Noo he's just my friend" I corrected for the hundred time and the kid seems happier now.
"Yay so that means I can marry you when I get older!" He exclaimed, I couldn't help but laugh.
"No, then your noona might be in jail" Jungkook spoke again as the kid's face got sad, what the fuck even is he doing? Can't he just shut his mouth for a goddamn second?
Staying here for another minute might end up by this kid bawling his eyes out so it's better me leave now.
"Sweetheart, noona has to go now. Take care okayy" I said and tried to get up, the kid gave me a cute little peck on my cheeks and I gave him one back too.
Jungkook fixed wheelchair and I sat on it, never in my life I thought I would sit in one of this. it's just a sprain though, why so much exaggeration.
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The car stopped infront of my house. I don't know how I'm gonna deal with my family. They would come up with thousands of questions and I already know that my mom is gonna make a huge fuss about me breaking my leg.
And on top of that, how the fuck will I get to my room?
In hospital Jungkook, dragged me in wheelchair to the car and it was so damn easy to just place my ass from the wheelchair to the car seat. But now I have to go upstairs.
I looked at Jungkook with an awkward smile showing that I can't get off.
I could hear him cuss something before getting off the car and coming towards me. The worst thing is I can't even cuss back otherwise I'll have to swim to my room.
He opened the door and picked me up in his arms like Cinderella.
And oh god why does he actually looks like a Prince Charming. I wanna suck his- shit what the fuck is wrong with my mind.
I peeked to his face and I kind of know that he's tired of all these shit. I mean it's already like twelve in the morning or something.
