"WHALE!" Jimin yelled as soon as Taehyung pretends to sprout water. He turns to him, shaking his head vigorously to indicate a no.
After several tries, Jimin was finally able to get it after Taehyung pinched the area on his arm between two moles.
"Aish...so it was an elephant" Jimin runs a hand across his hair in frustration.
It was now Jimin's turn. Hoseok flashes the phone screen at his direction, showing a porcupine.
And almost immediately the group begun to make their assumptions when Jimin curled up into a ball.
"A CABBAGE!" Jin held up his shopping list.
"A BALL!" Taehyung held up his blue bouncy ball.
"A TESTICLE!" Namjoon held up the biology textbook.
"Porcupine..." Yoongi, who was asleep, suddenly raised his hand.
"Correct!" An eyesmile formed on Jimin's face as he made a victory pose directed to Yoongi.
"Speaking of which, where is that kid?" Jin nudges Namjoon that was fumbling with his broken earpiece.
"He mentioned that he wanted to bring someone else to join us for lunch" he replies.
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"You don't have any friends?" I could hear Jungfuck's mocking voice behind my ear, his arm leaning onto my desk from the back. As I flipped the pages of my textbook, his shadow overcasts the words, rendering me unable to read them.
"I don't need any. They're pointless" I pushed against his chest to indicate him to move. The muscle kook stays perfectly in position, inching closer to my body as I tried to resist him.
"I can be your friend, you know..." he drags his voice, eyes darkening as he stared at me. I felt myself swallow a huge gulp of air from the way he gazed at me suggestively, probably expecting something from me.
But as usual, I decided to give him my dose of torture.
"I don't need you as my friend," the corners of my mouth curved into a smug smirk. I raised my leg up to rest on the other, the skirt rising slightly up my thigh. As a result, Jungkook's attention diverted to my bottom half for that split second.
"...because I don't befriend perverts." I pulled down my skirt drastically, snapping him out of focus. Jungkook realizes what I've pulled on him, and he runs a hand across his face frustratedly.
"You can't just give me a boner and leave" he leans back on my desk, eyes following my hands that packed up the books. I raised an eyebrow at him, registering the words in my head. Did he just said what I think he said?
"Hey, let me ask you something," his frowns changes quickly to a smile. Jungkook grabs my wrist gently, pulling me forward so i stumbled clumsily onto his chest. When I struggled to get away, he wraps an arm around my waist and leads me out of the classroom to avoid the gaping stares of the other students.
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