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Contains: One Shot imagines, MTLs, reactions, and a "describing" series.
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You had no idea what Jungkook was trying to do, but you weren't going to let him win whatever this game was. You walked over to the side of the car that he was nearest and leaned it against it as sexily as you possibly could in your oversized shirt and leggings. It truly didn't seem sexy to either of you, but you tried.
"So you need any help?" you chirped, trying to gather his attention. You weren't sure what he did to you, but you knew that all you wanted to do was impress him. "You know, Jungkook... I have a car... I know some car stuffs."
"How about you just hand me that pipe over there, y/n?" he challenged. There were probably ten different pipes/wires in your view. Honestly, you couldn't even differentiate between the two, and knew you would only embarrass yourself if you tried to help.
"Which pipe...?" you trailed off while looking at him confusedly.
"The only pipe there," he answered, matter-of-factly. Well, there was your answer. One pipe and nine wires. You blushed slightly and moved the pipe to his hands. He mumbled some sort of line of gratitude before playing around with the pipe.
Does he have a girlfriend? There's no way he can be single.
"What are you looking at?" he questioned, trying to embarrass you.
"You know... I really can't tell. Some sort of creature. It's sorta ugly. But, who am I to judge? Mother Nature had to make some things ugly, in order for other things to be beautiful," you joked in a serious tone. Jungkook looked offended, but just did that cute little thing where he poked his tongue to the inside of his cheek and looked away. "I'm sorry, but you asked! Don't hate the messenger."
"You're one to talk about looks," he joked back. You were surprisingly hurt, slightly.
"At least I don't spend my time doing stuff that I don't like to do, like fixing cars," you countered, playfully glaring at him. He challenged you by looking straight into your eyes, then shook his head while laughing.
"That's not why I'm doing this, you know..." he trailed off.
"Well why are you doing this?" you questioned, genuinely interested.
"I made a bet with my friends, and now I'm getting paid," he said while smiling. Lucky him. You were still broke and living in an overpriced house for rent with three of your friends.
"Oh, yeah? What bet, Jungkook?"
"Well, you won't like it, y/n."
"Just tell me."
"Yesterday, at precisely 8:57 P.M., my friend, Jimin, had betted that I wouldn't be able to get a girl to become interested in me within twenty-four hours. I was beginning to lose hope, but then you turned up. Found the perfect opportunity," he elaborated. You were shocked. So he was just playing me? You felt used, but you weren't going to let him win.
"To be fair, I just called you ugly. I don't think that will count as a girl being interested in you," you teased while walking back to your house, your back turned to him.
"I saw the way you were looking at me, don't lie!" he yelled over to you.
"You see the look I'm giving you now? Yeah, that's me asking for you to buy me dinner with that money you just won."
"Dinner?" he asked in shock.
"You heard me," you giggled before stepping into your house. You quickly shut the door and slid your back against it. You were looking forward to that dinner.
