shy wolf [rosekook]

6. Ladies

The boys were busy decorating the place and the rest of the boys finally arrived with snacks.

Jin, Jimin, Hoseok and Taehyung were full on extra in making this place so 'bright and shiny'. Glitter was splattered on the walls. Lights were taped onto the walls as well.

Jungkook's mouth was agape, shocked at seeing a new side to the older boys.

They. Were. So. Damn. Extra.

"Kookie, stop sitting around and help finish decorate." Yoongi yawned, while he was sprawled against the comfy couch.

"And...what are you doing hyung?" Jungkook decided to challenge him back but there was no response.

Yoongi already fell asleep.

"This is so-" Splat "fucking fun." Hoseok was basically out of breath, as he continued to squirt the silver and gold glitter on the walls. It's like he was doing graffiti minus the spray paint.

"Shit guys. I don't know what I even did. I'm so sorry Jungkook" Namjoon was staring at the cardboard, in which there was a painted picture of the 7 brothers posing goofily. Jungkook had repainted a polaroid picture onto the cheap cardboard, and it came out so beautifully. To Namjoon's dismay, the cardboard had snapped in half. Namjoon's hands were slightly shaking.

However, Jungkook just cracked a smile.

"I saw this coming. I made an extra cardboard. I'll hang it up hyung."

Namjoon sighed in relief and nodded his head quickly. Jungkook could even see the sweat droplets that soon formed on Namjoon's perfect forehead.

Poor guy. The genius but sexy werewolf was actually devastated.

Jungkook sighed, and walked towards Taehyung's room. Jungkook had placed the two cardboard's earlier. He didn't know earlier, that it was for this new year's decoration crap.

As he walked towards the cardboard painting, a flash of light caught his peripheral vision.

Jungkook had a new text.

It was surprising because a) no one texted him other than his brothers, and b) his phone was the old iPhone 4 with a cracked screen. He rarely used it, and never looked at it. His phone had never been so interesting until today.

Who could it be?

The curious took over, so he walked over to his phone and grabbed it with ease.

Unknown number: Is this Jeon Jungkook?

???? Who the hell was this??

JK: Um...yes? who is this?

Unknown: Park Chaeyoung. Rose, as you probably have heard in school :)

Jungkook's heart skipped a million beats, unable to take in who had texted HIM. The ugly nerd, who hasn't transformed to let his inner werewolf be free once and for all.

"FUCK." Jungkook swore, frozen on the spot.

His fingers couldn't move to text back.

And of course..the sudden but expected shyness took over.

The hottest girl in his eyes, texted him.

This had to be a dream.

After what felt like years of debating on what to respond, he finally said,

JK: Oh hi!

THE FUCK WAS THAT JUNGKOOK!? 'Oh hi!??!?!?!' Such lame ass text.

Chae: I asked Taehyung for your number.