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ring! ring! ring! rin-

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ring! ring! ring! rin-

i managed to reach my phone on my nightstand, without falling lay on my face, "hello?" my eyes were still sleepy, i looked over to see taehyung sleeping peacefully.

"hey mina."

"jungkook?"

"that's my name," he let out a small chuckle through the phone, " wanna' hang out today?"

"yeah sure, what time?"

"how bout' right now- i can come and pick you up. my work ends soon."

"now?isn't it too early?"

"mina, it's like two in the afternoon."

"holy shit no way! give me like twenty minutes, i need to sho-"

"-okay, okay. i'll wait in front of your place- wear jeans this time, i'm using my bike."

"oh, thanks for letting me know. see you later!"

"yeah, see you."

ending our call, i got out of bed, ready to shower- till i was pulled down, slamming into a hard chest. "what the fuck, taehyung! that hurts like hell!" i rubbed my cheek, trying to make the pain go away.

"baby where do you think you're going, huh?" he spoke in his morning voice; deeper than his usual voice. damn that was hot. "i'm hanging with a friend soon, so i have to shower now. you can leave if you want, make sure you lock the door." i said as i walked towards the bathroom.

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after i finished showering, i brushed my teeth, then i wore a white off-shoulder shirt with a pair of high waisted-blue jeans. walking to my front door, i put on a my shoes and walked outside to see jungkook waiting on his bike looking on his phone.

i walked towards him,"i hope i didn't take to long," i said scratching the back of my head.

"oh, hey mina," he stood straight and put his phone away in his pocket. he wore a striped t-shirt with black jeans and had a pair of timberlands. "let's get going, we're gonna' meet jimin hyung." he sat on his motorcycle and started the engine. i sat behind him having my hands hold onto his shoulders as he drove.

"a dog cafe?" i asked tilting my head.

"yeah, let's go, jimin hyung should be there." jungkook suddenly slid his hand into mine, pulling me inside the cafe. "yah! jungkook let go!" i shouted, trying to pull my hand away.

"he- jeon jungkook what do you think you're doing with my girlfriend."

i looked up to see taehyung giving a deadly glare to jungkook. jungkook had an annoyed look on his face, "are you sure she's even your girlfriend, cause it sure didn't look like it last night." jungkook scoffed causing taehyung ready to throw a punch at him.

"taehyung sto-"

"-son of a bitch" jungkook was now holding his left cheek getting ready to fight back.

before anything could get even more worse, jimin rushed to us ,"yah! you little punks stop it, or i'll tell jin hyung." with that said they both stopped and jimin brought jungkook with him to the table, hinting for me and taehyung to leave.

after we were outside, i began to yell at him.

"are you that immature!"

"yeah, only for you." he showed a smirk.

"ugh, i'm so done. i'm leaving." i walked away from him to be only held back with him holding my wrist. "let me drop you at least." he said.

"no, leave me alone."

"are you seriously mad about me punching that kid for touching you?!"

"actually, yeah. he was actually there for me when you fucking had some chick sucking your face off." with that said i left him standing there calling my name

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