Jungkook One Shots

~Devil Pt.2~

I can't believe I'm gonna stay in this psychos house. What if he murders me in my sleep?? Or even drowns me in his tub??

If I do get murdered though, I'm haunting his ass for the rest of his life.

He started dragging me away from the front of my apartment, well, old apartment now causing people to stare and whisper.

"I-I don't even know your name.." I mumbled.

"Jungkook, but you can call me master" He smirked.

"M-Master!? What do you think I am!! Some sort of slave!?" I spat angrily.

"Chill, it was a joke...sorta," He grinned to himself.

Ugh this is why I hate guys, especially ones like him. I hate dead silence so I tried making conversation again. What? I can't help it.

"So what's yours?" He asked.

"My name?"

"No, your cup size. Yes your name! Geez how dumb are you?" He said rudely.

"It's Y/n, and for your information I have a 4.0 GPA, so don't you dare call me dumb." I scowled.

"Ooh is that a threat miss smarty pants?" He teased.

I rolled my eyes at him. How the hell am I supposed to live with this asshole!?

It seemed like we had been walking for ages. The weather was as cold as ever making my teeth chatter.

"Here, you can wear it until we get there." He passed me his large jacket.

"But aren't you-"

"Just put it on before I change my mind." He said shoving it in my face.

"Thanks" I pulled the jacket around me and stuck my arms through the sleeves.

The jacket reached all the way down to my knees making me look like a chubby marshmallow, but then again, I always look like one.

I guess this jerk can be nice....sometimes.

"Here we are." He said.

I looked up at the apartment building and saw that it was a bit similar to my old one.

We headed inside quickly so we wouldn't freeze our asses off even more.

"Elevators out of service right now so we'll have to take the stairs." He said pointing to the staircase.

"What floor is your apartment on?" I asked.

"Twelfth floor"

What!? I have to go up twelve flights of stairs??? Ugh I'm too tired for this.

One thing about me is that you can easily tell my emotion just by my facial expression. And obviously I was frowning.

"What? Does miss smarty pants want me to carry her all the way up the stairs?" He mocked.