Maknae | j.jk

Chapter 62

"What is this~?" Jungkook whined after I stepped out of the bathroom while putting my gold hoop earrings in. 

I focusedly put the back piece of the earring in as I shot him a frown.

"My outfit? We're going to the club, I told you!" I complained.

"Yah! That's because I thought Andrea and Yoongi were going to be here when we go!"

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah." He smirked cockily with his answer.

"Then what would we do with the twins?" He blinks twice and stared into space.

"Exactly." I rolled my eyes and put the other back piece into my other hoop.

"You can't drink tonight, by the way." The last sentence popped out of my mouth as I fixed my boobs in the strapless bra.

My outfit was fancy asf for BLUME tonight--the nightclub. The skirt I was wearing was white and tight, length was about an inch above my knee. ANDDDD!! My shirt was an off-shoulder flow-y thing. I dunno the material or whatever. The shirt showed half my back and 80% cleavage. I knew it drove Jungkook crazy, but it drove him crazier when we were in public.

If you know what I mean, I'm in for some deep shit when we get home, and I obviously know that. I planned it, BOI. I mean like come on, he's so gullible, how do you not want to smash with him. He's a golden boy. I love him-

"Fix your shirt at least then." He ordered.

"WAH!? But that's the centerpiece of my outfit!" I whined.

"No, I'm pretty sure your ass is." He glared.

"WOAHHHHH...." I held my mouth open, surprised by his sass.

"Don't diss my booty, I worked hard for it." I waved him off and went to my closet for some shoes.

"Oh, Kookie, look at my new purse I got this week with Andrea." I held up my new Beige Louis Vuitton bag to brag.

"Okay, how much did that cost?"

"...Does... That.. Matter?..." I sheepishly muttered, hugging my purse.

"Camila! How much?"

"Like, 700.7k won." I blinked.

"Oh my god that's so much..."

"Yah don't act so pissed off, it's MY money from MY job." I pouted, hugging the purse tighter and hobbling over to the hotel bathroom in my stilettos. 

"YOU MAKE-ED-ED ME MAD!" I purposely mispronounced it then frustratingly kicked my heels off across the bathroom tiled floor.

He flinched at the heels hitting the wall.

"What are you doing, do you want us to pay a construction bill now too?" He groaned, lazily walking into the bathroom to put my heels away into my suitcase.

"Yes, they need to fix my hotel!" I sarcastically spat, then immediately giggling at my very weak joke.

"You're crazy." He chuckled, shaking his head to 'fix' his hair.

"Is that what you're wearing?" I asked, applying a nude shade and thin layer of lip gloss to my full plump lips.

"Huh? Yeah." He looked down at his clothes with a sigh.

His t-shirt was white and he was wearing a white bomber jacket with a few space/NASA related patches on it. And.... Black skinny jeans. I'm not surprised by his style but at least it's fashionable, you know?

"Want me to change?" He asked, holding his fingers at his pant's button.

"Nah, I like it. You're looking FResH!" I pinched his cheek as he lowered his eyebrows with a peaked bunny smile.

"Ow~~~" He whined, holding his pink cheek.

"Sorry, HEHE" I rubbed his cheek with my thumb, forgetting I just had my nails done.

"How did you put your earrings in??" He asked, grabbing my hand gently to examine my vivid burgundy colored almond acrylic nails.

"Don't remind me of the suffering, Jungkook." I stared at him with pretend lifeless eyes.

He giggled and grabbed my waist, pulling me to his hips tightly and kissed my lips, furrowing his eyebrows with closed eyes and strong lips.

My hand snaked around his neck slowly, resting my hand over his broad shoulders. (Don't you fuckin' say anything about J-hope istg LOL..OR JIMIN!!)

"Mmmh-- Kay, let's go baby before I get really carried away." He laughed, pulled back and slapped my butt before going to get his shoes.

did this boi just call me baby. i swear if this isn't a turn o-

After nodding, I grabbed my low heels, since I know I wouldn't be able to stand the whole night wearing them--Literally. I would probably have the sorest legs tomorrow. I mean like, after TONIGHT, I'm gonna have sore legs either way ;) OK I'LL STOP.

"Ready, princess?" He smiled, holding the hotel room door open.

I raised an eyebrow with a smirk, "Baby and  Princess? Oh, you really wanna get laid tonight, don't you?"

"Hmm... What if I said yes?"

"Then I'd just say, LEGGO BOI. WE GOTTA PARTYYY~!!!" I marched past him, swinging my purse around like it was some tennis racket.

"Oh good god, I forgot you're like this." He giggled from the door, shutting it then catching up to me.

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It's now 12:40am. We got to club BLUME about an hour and a half ago. So far it's been drinking expensive alcohol (mostly me), and lots of heated dancing.

"Baby-boy~~" I whined in a cheery mood with pink tinted cheeks. 

"What is it?" He yelled over the music, resting his cheek against mine so I could talk into his ear and he could talk into mine.

"I have to pee. Like, really badly." I said.

"Do you need me to go with you??" He asked.

I sat there and scratched my under boob before saying 'yes'.

He said 'okay' and gripped my wrist firmly so I didn't get lost in the crowd. We squeezed past people, ignoring the catcalls from both genders to the two of us as we made our way to the Ladies Room.

"I'll wait right here." He said. 

"No, come in with me please!" I pleaded.

"No, I can't do that. I'll get kicked out for that, baby." He frowned at me as if it were obvious.

"Please, no one will know, I promise." I kissed his hand with a small smile, almost convincing him no one would.

"..Okay, fine." I squealed and pulled him into the bass vibrating bathroom. The music was clearly heard through the concrete walls and wooden door. 

"Be quick." He tickled my back and leaned against the bathroom counter, sighing in nervousness.

I nodded and hobbled into one of the stalls then closing the door. I struggled with my skirt at first so I gave up and just pulled it above my hips, making it wrinkled slightly.

"Hurry, hurry~" He sang impatiently.

"OKAY!!!" My voice cracked as I 'went'.

It was quiet in the bathroom, besides the music which was slightly fuzzed out, I could hear Jungkook's voice humming as he tapped his shoe against the tiled floor.

I pulled my skirt down back into it's place, smoothing it out then flushing the god-forsaken-probably-has-a-disease-on-it toilet and left the stall.

"Feel better?" He asked, waiting for me to finish washing my hands.

"Much better. Let's go back out~!!" I giggled loudly, wrapping my arms over his shoulders from behind and letting him basically drag me as he walked out.