∆Garden Shed∆ [UNDER CONSTRUCTION🛑]

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"Come on, KayKay- wake up!"

"Hey...hey."

"I'll make you pancakes for breakfast?"

I was awake but I didn't feel like getting up. My head was throbbing intensely and I felt like I was spinning, even as I lay beneath two blankets.

Plus I really can't even stand pancakes. The texture just rarely hits for me like a good flaky waffle does, man.

"If you get up and play with me I promise not to tease you until tomorrow?"

Apparently growing impatient at my continued silence, Jungkook patted my butt a little harder than necessary and I flinched and clenched.

That is a domestic case!"

"Ah-ha! I knew you were awake! Get that juicy ass up outta the bed!"

I squirmed to the farthest side of the bed from him and curled up, earning a long sigh. After a few seconds he had been so quiet I thought he'd walked away, but then he suddenly pulled up on my blankets from the bottom and slipped underneath, his unnecessarily warm and almost moist form wiggling up against my back. I felt my chest tighten up and wiggled just that much farther away from him, almost clinging to the edge of the mattress.

"Mmmmmm. Leave me alone!" I tried to push his hand away and he scared the shit out of me when he deflected me and firmly pulled me back towards him. Not up against him, but he had moved me back quick enough to startle me and so that I wasn't hanging off of bed by a thread anymore.

"Man!" I thrashed around and only got increasingly rougher as the giggle of this man-child shook the bed. I stopped tossing my arms around and turned to glare over my right shoulder at his stupid, happy smirking little rat face snug beneath my purple LSP beanie. "Fuck you, dude!"

He looked up at the ceiling and pretended to think about it then sighed. "I mean, you did feed me last night, but you haven't brushed yet..." he stared into my eyes then shrugged. "You know what, I'm down- what the hell?" A pair of crusty-wet lips popped a kiss soundly on my right cheek and I jerked my neck away from him.

"No! Get away from me, you fresh whore!" He threw his weight onto me with a thick thigh over my waist and I screamed, just barely slipping away from his grip and rolling out of the bed and onto the floor.

"Where you goin? You asked for it," he tried not to laugh.

"I hope Javi sneaks up and bites your tip in the shower next time," I huffed, rubbing at my elbow and realizing there was material in the way of my own skin. I looked down and frowned.

"You plan on returning that or you gonna harvest it with the rest of your collectibles?" Jungkook asked cheekily.

"Fuck you, you probably got my draws on as we speak, freak booty." I frowned at him and froze, grabbing the right sleeve of the red bomber jacket I somehow had forgotten I'd been wearing. Then again I was in pajamas and not my outfit for Namjoon's party underneath so why?

"This is Jimin's, isn't it?"

He nodded and I sighed. "He threw it at us on the way out and you said it smelled nice." Jungkook's tone was serious, mildly annoyed. "I wasn't gonna throw it back at him if it helped you stay asleep, you drunkard."