Sour // ( J.J.) (discontinued)

7/ candy

"(y/n)~" an awfully cheerful voice called out, waking you up from a nap.

You groan, rubbing your eyes. You didn't like to be woken, but you couldn't get mad at these boys. What?" you answer back. When you look over to the door you sigh. "Jungkook."

"I brought you candy," he smirks as he pops a red candy into his mouth.

You smiled and then shot up out of the bed, bouncing up and down like a child. "I want someee!" you cheerfully squeaked at the black haired man.

"Alright," he rolled his eyes at your childish self. He then moved very very close to you, invading your personal space.

Jungkook takes his cherry lollipop out of his mouth, a soft pop coming from his lips. "Wanna lick?" He asked as his red stained lips curved into a smile.

A hot red blush covered your face at the boys words. "N-no, I want my o-own." You cross your arms over your chest and look down, so he cant see your face.

   Twirling the red candy stick around in his fingers, he grabs your face and moves it over with his thumb and index finger so your facing towards him. "Do you have a fever? Your face is red."" He sighs, that smirk not leaving his lips. "I-I don't know." You say as you jerk your head away from him.

  "Fine, you can have your own. I don't wanna get sick." He takes a candy out of his pocket and sits it on the bed. "I'll be back with some medicine for your fever," he says as he walks out of the door, not closing it.

Quickly, you tear the wrapper off of the candy before inspecting it.

If you looked closely there was a mix different shades of reds, and dark pinks. You touched it with a few of your fingers, it was sticky.

You smile as you stick it into your mouth.

It was sweet and sugary, but it tasted like a fake cherry, but at the same time it was stronger and better than an actual cherry.

"Mmm," you hum in delight as your tongue swirls around it, appreciating every moment of the sweet treat.

Jungkook walked in on you enjoying the candy.

He hade water and some pills in his hand.

He smiled when he saw how much you liked the candy. "I guess you weren't lying when you said you've never had candy," he chuckled.

You look up at him and smile a bit.
Jungkook hands you the water and pills.

"Do I chew them?" You said, pointing to the circular pill.
Kookie signs and shakes his head. "You swallow them hole while drinking water," he said. "These will help with the pain in your wounds, they may not do much but they'll do something."

  You nod and swallow both of them without the water, just because that's not what Jungkook told you to do.

As you go back to eating your lollipop Jungkook sits in the chair near the bed and watches you.

"You need clothes..." he trails off while inspecting your dirty outfit.

"I have clothes on, I'm not naked." You say with an attitude.

"I'm talking about actual clothes, not hobo clothes."

You didn't know why he was treating you like a peasant. You're worth MILLIONS of dollars and here he is, telling you your sense of style is hobo-ish.

"I don't need anymore clothes, I'm leaving soon."

"Pft no your not. Namjoon won't allow it." Jungkook crosses his arms.
"I don't give two fucks about what Namjoon says, I'm leaving." You say a little bit more harshly than you wanted too.

Jungkook scoffs then gets up to walk away, angry. "We're just trying to help you! God, I haven't even heard a "thank you" even though we're letting a complete stranger in our house! Just because you're miss popular doesn't mean we have to treat you any different than a fucking hobo!" He spat before storming off.

  As he walked away, you flicked him off and laid back down again so he couldn't see you do it.

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|| Jungkook ||

I walked into the shop with an angry expression on my face, making my brothers cheerful smiles fade. "What's wrong kookieee?" Taehyung asks.

Taehyungs whines only pissed me off more.

"What are we gonna do about (Y/n)?" I asked him.

He shrugged and thought for a moment before smiling.

He jumped up and down while saying, "we're gonna have a sisterrr!"

"Psht, hell no."

He stops jumping too look over at me and frown. "Why nottt?"

"She wants to leave. And as popular as she is...people are probably looking for her."

"We can adopt her!"

"No, no," I look over at Namjoon who was talking to a costumer, then back at Tae. "All 6 of us will have to talk to Namjoon later."

Taehyung nods slowly, going back to his work.

"What happened Kook?" Jimin asks me.

"Nothing, just (y/n) problems. She's a tuff one." I say, rolling my eyes."

"Ah! Can I go check on her??" Jimin says, his seductive smirk plastered on his face.

"Sure, I don't care. You don't have to ask me she isn't my little sister." I shrug.

  He mumbles, "score!" under his breath before running up the stairs.

   I felt bad for (Y/N). Yes, she's a bit of a jerk but Jimin is a bit of a flirt sometimes. Knowing (Y/N) he'll either come back down here with a black eye or he won't come back down at all.