Yoon
I heard my alarm goes off that morning. I squinted my eyes slowly and grabbed my phone that was on my nightstand.
8.30 am
I dismissed the alarm and shoved it away from me because it's Saturday. I don't know why the hell did I set it too early. I closed my eyes back and turned around, hugging my pillow comfortably. Somehow, I felt it's moving. But maybe it was just my dream since I was sleeping but I'm not fully asleep. I was half as—
But wait, does my pillow just hug me back? What is this? Huh. I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw is Jeon Jungkook. His face were just inches away. The fuck! Why the hell— Ah~ I remember now. Tch.
"Yah."
I tried to wake him up but damn, he's a heavy sleeper though. Why would I bother to wake him? I sighed.
"Yah, Jeon Jungkook."
I called him again but nothing happened. This is what you get when you slept with a heavy sleeper person. I regretted that I agreed to let him sleep with me last night. Even though this is not the first time but still!
"Jeon Jungkook, wake up please."
But he just hugged me tighter that our body touched with his leg wrapped on my hip. Damn this bastard. Am I a bolster to him? I sighed at my poor self and pushed him away hardly but you know that Jeon Jungkook is quite clingy with his pillow that he'll hug it tightly. I need to do—
Light bulb!
I smirked in a devil way in which an evil idea just popped in my mind. I slowly get my hands into his shirt. Damn I could feel his abs though. I traced my palms on his skin but yeah, he won't wake up. Not until I pinched his nipples and...
"Yah!"
He pushed me away that I fell from my bed, tumble down on the floor, just as soon as he opened his eyes. I grunted in pain while trying to get up.
"Yah, Jeon Jungkook!!"
I screamed his name as loud as I can and I don't care if the neighbors would hear my high pitched scream anymore. This is my bed and I get thrown away by that bastard in a fucking morning.
"What, you pervert?! Why the hell did you that?! Oh my gosh, I didn't know you're such a pervert!"
My jaw dropped when he said that. I get up, rubbing my butt before I get on my bed and hit him using a pillow.
"Yah, you're the pervert one! Why the hell did you hug me?! I am not your wife or something!"
"Then you should wake me up! Not molesting my body!"
He pulled me by my waist and hit me with the other pillow. He seriously was above me right now, in an awkward position but I could care less about it. My main thing right now is to kill him.
"I did wake you up but you're such a heavy sleeper, you motherfucker!"
"But still, molesting my body isn't the way, you little shit!"
I grabbed his hair and pulled it down on the bed that he lay beside me and I quickly get on his body. But he rolled over and he's above me back. And it goes on and on and on just like that with those loud curses and beating the hell outta each other.
"You are such a pervert!"
"I'm not! You are!"
"No, you!"
"It's you!"
We were arguing that our body fell on the floor but still, we didn't stop. How harsh our friendship are. This is a common thing.
