Mr. Playboy | Jungkook

Unleashing The Beast

“Wake up ugly,” Yoongi called out.

I gradually opened my eyes, sensitive to the bright light coming from the window. I groaned, rubbing my eyes. Before I could refuse, he smacked me on the forehead, making me whimper.

"Ow," I rubbed my now red forehead, Yoongi’s face covered in satisfaction.

"What do you want?" I whined, sluggishly sitting up.

“The guys sent me up here to wake you up. We’re playing video games downstairs, so hurry up.”

I walked downstairs, the yelling and laughter coming from the boys became louder and louder.

I entered the living room, the guys playing Super Smash Bros. I threw myself on the couch next to Jungkook, collapsing on his shoulder.

He felt warm and comfortable, like a body pillow. I felt his shoulders shake from laughing,“Good morning princess.”

I muffled in his shoulder, raising my head. I only had one eye open, the other barely squinting. I rubbed my eyes, my vision becoming slightly clearer.

“Hey, wanna play?” Taehyung asked me, handing me a controller.

I shook my head, “Nah, I'll just destroy you guys. Just enjoy the game while I sleep some more.”

I grabbed a nearby blanket and cuddled with the arm rest.

“Ohhh,” they all said in unison, reacting to my mockery.

“You think you're so good, huh? Well Jungkook is our best player, think you can beat him?” Hoseok said, patting the youngest on the back.

I rolled my head over to face him, throwing my arm over Jungkook's shoulder. Both of our faces were dangerously close to each other, making him feel flustered, but was quickly replaced by a smug grin.

"Definitely.”

Of course I wasn't bluffing! I grew up with a brother who wants to be a videogame designer! Obviously I played with him all the time back at home. He taught me everything I should know about any videogame. I was ready to destroy them and their precious ego.

“Let The Games Begin!” Jimin announced, swaying his invisible flag.

I sat back into the couch cushions, leisurely crossing my legs. A blanket was draped over my body, making my feel warm and relaxed. All while Jungkook was sitting up straight on the edge of the couch, looking tense.

"What do I get when I win?" I teased the boys while I attacked Jungkook with a lot of damage, making them worry. They kept their cool, pretending that they weren't shocked with my skills.

“That’s if you win,” Jungkook said, putting the emphasis on the if.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” I shrugged off, “I say you guys all owe me one favor, each.”

“That’s seven favors though, and I’m just watching,” Yoongi stated, “Jungkook, you better win.”

I was able to notice that Yoongi's comment put Jungkook in a lot of pressure. In my peripheral vision, I saw Jungkook fidget his body a little, making me giggle.

“Jungkook…” I cooed, speaking to him like if he was a newborn baby.

“What?” Jungkook replied unhappily, even more concentrated on the game.

The rest of the boys were watching us play, amused with the conversation between Jungkook and I.

“You scared of Yoongi?” I smirked, my competitive side taking over me.

He scoffed, “Why would I be scared of Yoongi hyung?”

“You seem a little nervous and uptight…” I replied.

“Just shut up.” Jungkook said, throwing a pillow at me.

“Hey! What the hell?!” I yelled, throwing the pillow back at him.

The rest of the boys were just laughing at both of us, even Yoongi was chuckling to himself.

Throughout the entire match, both of us roasted each other and distracted each other, either body blocking or smacking each other with a pillow.

“Ugh, it's so nerve wracking!” Hoseok screamed, clenching his teeth together.

"Hold up! Hold up! Hold up!" Yoongi exclaimed, making everyone's eyes avert to his direction.

"What?!" Jungkook and I said simultaneously.

He shrugged, laughing at us,"Nothing, nevermind."

After his purposeful distraction, we returned to the game, more focused than ever. "I'm about to beat you!" I exclaimed, jumping up from the couch. "Shut up! No you're not!" He retorted, seeming a little nervous.

"Hell yeah! I won!"

After a fiercful match, I finally claimed my victory, laughing hysterically as everyone's faces became dull.

I jolted up from the couch and started dancing around like an idiot, rubbing it to their faces. Jungkook looked upset, but it made my victory seem much sweeter. I clasped my hands together and sighed happily, "So, I get seven favors."

Everyone groaned, making me roll your eyes,"Hold up, I wasn't finished!"

"What is it?" Taehyung asked, adjusting his glasses.

"I'll make a proposition that will benefit everyone else," I smiled devilishly, looking at Jungkook, "You can discuss amongst yourselves and decide if you want to give your favor to Jungkook."

"What do you mean?" Namjoon said, tilting his head to the side.

"For example, Yoongi obviously doesn't want to owe me a favor, so he can give it to Jungkook, so that Yoongi doesn't owe me any, but Jungkook now owes me two favors, get it?"

They all nod their heads, Jungkook scoffing.

"Okay, you have five minutes to deci-"

"Jungkook!" They interrupted, like if they communicated telepathically.

"Okay, so Jungko-..." I began, only to be cut of by an infuriated Jungkook, "No! I'm not going to owe you seven favors!"

"Fine five..." I negotiated.

"Three, and that's it." He commanded, his glare burning into my soul.

"Fine! Sheesh. Three it is!" I agreed.

Few Hours Later

I was in my room, at my desktop, watching youtube videos. I was scrolling through youtube, when I heard a few knocks on the door.

"I'm coming!" I called out, laughing to myself, "Haha, that's what she said."

I turned the doorknob, but before I could even open the door on my own, it was pushed back forcefully, making me stumble back.

"What the hell! Jungkook?" I was confused, but before I was able to ask him anything, he grabbed me by the arm and slammed me into the door.

"Ow...what the fu-"

Jungkook plastered his hand onto my mouth, smiling devilishly. I furrowed my eyebrows, not knowing what to do.

"You know, I was a little mad when you beat me..." he clicked his tongue against his teeth, "So I decided my revenge..."

I finally came to my senses and yanked his hand off my face, "What are you talking about?! What do you mean revenge?!"

He slowly came up to my face, making my heart race. Right before he was about to kiss my lips, he quickly went to my ear. I can feel his breath blowing into my earlobe, making me feel hot.

"I'll just tease you until you give in. I told you, I'm gonna tap that ass one day..."

He pulled his head back, smiling innocently as if he told me a childish secret.

"Good Night, Y/N..." he hummed, leaving the room.

What the hell did I do?