hoe | jeon jungkook | completed

eighteen

jungcock: hey wanna go somewhere with me

minjii: yeah sure where?

jungcock: theme park!!!!!!!!!!

minjii: okay!!!!!!!!!!!

jungcock: get ready i'm gonna pick you up now!!!!!!!!1!1!!!!!

minjii: okay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

jungcock: i love you hoe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

minjii: i love you too fuckboi!!!!!!!!!!!!

i chuckle to myself and start to get ready. it was a few days after the incident and the cuts and bruises were slowly fading away, but they were still visible and i'm very insecure about them.

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"fucking hell! just cover up already!" i scream at myself, rubbing my foundation onto the cuts and bruises on my face.

i finally gave up after a few minutes, it just wasn't working.

jungcock: hey i'm coming into your house now

this was jungkook's thing. just inviting himself into my house. he says he feels more at home at my house.

i quickly look in the mirror to see how i look. i was wearing something comfortable, a fitting sweater and a pair of denim jeans. i look at my face and my face immediately turns into a scowl.

"i'm coming in now!" jungkook warns from outside my bedroom door. he comes in and is faced with a moody me.

"what's up?" he asked me.

i made a motion with my hand towards my face.

"this is not working out," i told him and turned to my mirror to try and put more foundation on.

"you don't need to cover up."

"yes i do. i'm ugly."

jungkook laughed the loudest i've ever heard him.

"d-did you j-just call yourself ugly?" he said through small laughs.

i glared at him.

"yeah. look at me. i'm short and not skinny and it doesn't help with the bruises and cu-"

"oh my god, minji. shut up."

i was gonna start talking again until he quickly walked over and gave me a peck on the lips.

"you're beautiful to me."

i turned away from him and continued to put makeup on my face.

"why do you even love me?" I ask him.

"because you're nice-"

"no i'm not," i cut him off. it's true, i'm not that nice.

"okay fine maybe you can be mean at times but you're really nice when you want to be and you're really pretty and i just love you because you're you."

"you can literally get any girl in the world, jungkook. i mean look at you, you're so hot. i see girls that are skinny and tall and beautiful drooling over you when we're walking."

"you think i'm hot?" he says in a low voice.

i make eye contact with him through the mirror.

"yeah i think you're hot. i think you're unbelievably hot. i think you're the hottest boy in the world."

i don't care if i'm embarrassing myself. i always speak my mind, even when i was little. i let people know what i think of them.

i turn to face him and he smirks and winks at me.

"damn. i shouldn't of said that, i just boosted your ego even more," i said in a joking way.

he laughed his gorgeous laugh.

"let's go now," he said and took my hand in his.