Love Me Now?

Chapter 27

SEULHI'S POV

My eyes went round, my breath hitched and I jumped out of the bed away from him, involuntarily like some sort of knee jerk reaction.

"I-I didn't do it in purpose!" I quickly told before he could open up his mouth. "I-I thought it was my pillow."

"Pillow?" Jungkook smirked, sitting up as he ran his fingers through his messy bed hair. "Oh.. Now I understand why you've been staring at me for a good 2 minutes just now. That's because you wanted to make sure whether this CREATURE over here is your pillow or your husband, am I wrong?"

"What-"

"And when you assured that it was your pillow, you snuggled close and hugged it tighter. Am I right?" He jerked his left eyebrow and that little smirk on his face still sitting there on his lips, making me to grit my teeth and my cheeks just spoilt everything when it suddenly wanted to turn red.

"What nonsens-"

"It's okay, I understand. If I was you, I'd no doubt that I might be banging that pillow now." he got off from the bed and stood on his feet, leaving my mouth to drop open because of his words.

Pervert!

"No! You don't-" And again, I was rudely cut off like a stupid person.

"Yes, I do!" He told, emphasizing the 'do' part. Just when I was about to protest again, he intentionally yawned out loud whilst giving his body a good stretch. "Ah, what a fresh day." As that was said, he then paced to God knows where.

"Yah, Jeon Jungkook!"

"What?" He turned around, sarcasm didn't go unnoticeably in his voice. "You wanna join me in the toilet? I don't care being your towel this time." He mocked and flashed me his annoying smile.

"Yah! You perv!"

"Said someone who checks people out when they're sleeping." My mouth left hanging when I heard his statement. I grabbed the pillow from the the bed and threw it at him but he fast enough to run to the bathroom and locked the door.

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"What happen to your wrist?" Jungkook's mom asked when she saw the bandage wrapped around Jungkook's wrist. She then left me to the dining table, checking after her son who was sitting by the table in the kitchen.

I sighed and grabbed the plates with me before following her to serve the foods.

"Ask Seulhi."

I instantly stopped whatever the things I was doing and faced the both of them with a puzzled expression. "Ask what?"

"About this." Jungkook lifted up his right hand and showed me his injured hand.

"Why me?"

"Why me?" Jungkook mocked me. "For your information, It was getting better until you suddenly attacked me!" Jungkook pointed at himself and I'd to hold in the urge of wanting to jump over him and rip him apart. "You grabbed my hand so tight and kept tugging it so hard! and maybe you don't even remember this but, you're actually lying down on my hand!"

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest. "And you decide to complain it now!?"

"Of course!" Jungkook exclaimed nonchalantly, slightly shrugging and I gritted my teeth. "There's no way I would tell you when I was having so much fun."

I was about to argue back when Mrs. Jeon out of a sudden cleared her throat and in an instant, my cheeks flushed red when I finally realised that she was there all the time - hearing me and Jungkook bickering about something I'd never like to share to anyone.