"you did not just squeeze my butt."
"oh yes i did."
a cliche story where jungkook is a playboy and the female protagonist is a badass girl
apologies for not completing the story, leaving the rest to your imagination!
school was over and i had a blast. the amount of love i received made me overwhelmed yet so thankful.
after ara had stormed off, i divided the huge cake and distributed it as fairly as possible leaving just a teeny weeny slice for me but i was totally fine with it.
classes ran smoothly afterwards and once they were over, i hopped into kook's car as i accepted his offer to drive me home.
i slid in the key to my front door and stepped inside, just as jungkook spoke up, "dress nicely, we're going somewhere fancy."
i looked up at him confused, "what for?"
"why do you keep forgetting that it's your birthday?" he raised his eyebrows at me.
"well sorrryy," i spat mockingly, "i've never really celebrated any of my birthdays so i'm not used to it."
his voice softened, "you didn't celebrate your birthdays when you were little?"
i plopped myself on the couch resulting in jungkook doing the same, "my family and i were never close. we didn't do many things that involved us being together. we, well they would always find a way to avoid it."
"are you okay with that?" he asked, sounding as if he didn't want me to get offended by his words.
"i don't know," i stood up. "but that's a story for another day, now help me choose what to wear."
~
jungkook had already gotten his clothes ready in the morning and had packed it in his car.
when he came out the bathroom to show me how it looked, i looked at him from top to bottom, stunned.
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it was just a simple, black suit but it really complimented his tall, muscular body.
