Maknae | j.jk

Chapter 32

"Did you get cleaned up?" Mrs. Jeon asked me with a smile before taking a bite of her pork.

"Yeah." I smiled back, taking a glance at Jungkook who was staring at me daringly. Ah, he's literally the only handsome person to me. Golden.

"Mmh, did Jungkook help you?" She asked.

"Uh.."

"I'm kidding!" She laughed and sipped her white wine.

"Haha, yeah.."

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"Help me clean up, Camila?" Mrs. Jeon asked once we all finished eating.

"Sure." I nodded and stacked the dirty dishes together, bringing them to the kitchen.

I watched Jungkook wander to the living room and begin watching his TV shows and such.

"Here.." Mrs. Jeon suddenly said, going through her purse and taking out some contour.

"I know it's not concealer, but it's fit your skin tone well." She smiled and rubbed the contour onto my hickey.

"Ah.. You saw?" I shamefully asked.

"No, I didn't." She stared at me with an obvious look that she did.

"Hah.. Sorry." I tilted my lips.

"As long as I don't see hickeys on Jungkook. Especially when he should be looking for a job." She laughed.

"Haha, yeah, don't you worry about that." I chuckled awkwardly and rubbed my neck.

"Yah, don't worry about it! You should've seen mine back in high school." She smirked and wriggled her eyebrows at me.

"Mrs. Jeon!" I chortled.

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"Hey bitchy witch." My thumb had hit answer to a call from Andrea.

"Hey Carmella Latina~~ Whatcha up to?~" She asked from the other line.

"Leg work outs." My voice came out dull and plain as hell.

"Speaking of work outs, how's pregnant sex?"

"Where the fuck does that come from Work Outs?"

"Answer the question, Carmela Camila."

"It's sushi."

"Good? So is his dick crab or lobster?"

"What the f....... Lobster."

"OOOH SHIIIIIT!"

"Stop."

"I BET HIS DICK GO SO FAR IT POKES THE BABY! AYYY-"

"I shouldn't even HAVE to hang up on her this much." A sigh left my mouth.

"What's wrong?" Jungkook poked his head into my room.

"Andrea's making jokes about your dick."

"Why does everyone joke about my dick?"

Just then I received a message right after he said that.. Andrea.

"GOT DAT FIERY COCK 😫💦💦"

So I replied.

"Kys."

"Where were we?" I looked up at him again.

"My dick jokes."

"Oh, right."

"Is it that bad?" He made a funny sad face.

"No, no.. Your dick's fine."

"HMPH."

"It's a fiery cock."

"What the shit."

"Sorry, Andrea said that and it was the first thing in my mind."

"Uhuh.." He nodded sarcastically with a dirty smirk on his face.

"Get out or you won't have a fiery cock anymore." I frowned.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry.." He wandered off and began singing a tune on his way to his own room.

Once it went quiet, I went and closed my bedroom door.

My body flopped onto my bed on my bed, my hands grabbing my laptop and turning it on.

"Hmm... What to Google.." I bit the inside corner of my lip gently.

"Fiery Cock." I snickered.

"..So many roosters...."

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"Scoot over, Mama bear." I opened my left eye and noticed Jungkook in only his sweat shorts.

"Now I'm uncomfortable." I whined.

"Sit up." He ordered, watching me sit up lazily.

Then he pulled off the covers and sat above my legs, leaning forward and unbuttoning my jeans, next, pulling them off.

"You tryna get me naked?" I asked jokingly.

"Only if you want me to." He chuckled and tossed my pants, going for my shirt next.

"Yee.." I sighed in satisfaction once my shirt was off.

"Great, we can snug' now." He pulled the covers over us and wrapped his arms around me.

"You awake?" I whispered.

"Mmh." He nodded from behind my back.

"Okay.. Are you nervous?"

"For what?" Jungkook asked.

"The twins."

"I'm kinda terrified, but it'll be okay."

"I have a deal offer."

"What is it?"

"You sing them to bed, and I buy condoms next time." I turned my cheek at him and laughed quietly with him.

"So sex is involved, huh?"

"We'll see."