Fuck it, ILY

Little Fangs

We are in Jeju for a two-week vacation, a trip planned by Jungkook's friends. Of course, my dear husband just had to import his bike all the way from Seoul to Jeju. It's like he loves that bike more than me, but I let it slide because he looked so excited. Still, I couldn't help but roll my eyes when I saw him practically drooling over it.

We arrived at the lounge, or rather the penthouse, which belongs to Jia, Taehyung's wife. It's my first time meeting her, but you wouldn't think so from the way we hit it off immediately. Jia is incredibly sweet, and we got along like we'd known each other for years. She talks a lot, which I appreciate, sharing stories about her job and, of course, complaining about Taehyung being a brat. It was adorable to see how Taehyung would just stand in the corner, admiring her with that soft smile of his while she playfully ranted about him. It was clear he adored her, and honestly, it was too cute for words.

Meanwhile, Jungkook decided to become a full-on rebel, focusing his teasing energy entirely on Jimin. It's like watching a schoolyard scuffle where Jungkook is the mischievous kid poking fun at Jimin, who tries to remain stoic but ends up rolling his eyes and swatting at Jungkook like he's a pesky fly. Poor Jimin, I almost feel bad for him. But then there's Ella, completely unbothered by the chaos around her, nose deep in her dark romance novel. I smirked to myself when I realized what she was reading—after all, I'm a reader too, so I know the genre when I see it. It's kind of comforting to see someone else so absorbed in a book, even amidst all this noise.

Jungkook, ever the brat, decided to take it a step further. He stole Jimin's phone and held it just out of reach, causing Jimin to groan in frustration. "Give it back, Jungkook," Jimin said, his tone a mix of annoyance and amusement. But Jungkook just grinned and tossed it to Taehyung, who was more than happy to join in the game of keep-away. Watching them, I couldn't help but laugh. It was like watching a bunch of overgrown kids.

Eventually, Jimin managed to retrieve his phone, giving both Jungkook and Taehyung a death glare that had us all in stitches. Ella finally looked up from her book, raised an eyebrow, and then went right back to reading as if nothing had happened. It was pure comedy.

I sat back on the plush sofa, sipping on a cool drink, and watched the whole scene unfold. This vacation was already proving to be more entertaining than I'd expected. Jungkook might love his bike, but watching him act like this, I knew he loved these moments with his friends even more. And as much as I tease him about the bike, I love seeing him this happy and carefree.

Jia leaned over, whispering to me about how Taehyung can be just as bad when he gets in the mood to mess around, but she loves him for it. We shared a knowing smile, both of us fully aware of how these men could drive us up the wall but also knowing we wouldn't change a thing about them.

It was almost night, and as the day started to wind down, Jungkook's bratty side decided to make a full appearance. He was in one of those playful moods where his main goal seemed to be annoying everyone around him—especially Jia and Jimin. It was like he had an extra dose of energy and was determined to use it all before the night was over.

Jia, being the oldest among us, took it in stride, though I could tell by the way she occasionally shot him a look that she was half-amused and half-annoyed. Jimin, on the other hand, was doing his best to keep his cool, but you could see his patience wearing thin as Jungkook kept poking fun at him. Ella, the youngest of our group, was quietly observing the chaos with a small smile, probably deciding whether to join in or continue being the serene observer. I couldn't help but chuckle at how Jungkook was just bouncing between Jia and Jimin, teasing them relentlessly, while they tried to maintain some semblance of calm.

"Oh, come on, Jia-noona! You're not really mad, are you?" Jungkook said with a playful grin, leaning a bit too close to Jia, who just rolled her eyes and pushed him away gently.