Childish | Jungkook

Chapter 4

"Oh my gosh... Yes, right there, please..."

I moaned at Jungkook's touches, feeling more than satisfied even though they hurt so much. I closed my eyes allowing myself to drown in the feeling.

"Here?" He asked before applying pressure on a certain spot that made me jerk.

"Oh gosh," I exclaimed, tightening my hands into fists.

"You like that?" He smirked, feeling victorious.

I hummed, unable to roll any words off my tongue. His hand movements weren't allowing me to. It was divine, I felt myself melting into his touches and leaning back towards his body.

"I love it," I groaned. "You're so good- Ah..."

"Does it hurt?" He murmured under his breath.

"Yes, but don't stop," I said, breathless.

The door suddenly busted open.

"What the fack is going on here?! Who the fuck is moaning in the nurse's office?!" Hoseok yelled as he dashed inside. His fiery eyes fell on us.

Jungkook stopped his actions and I opened my eyes to see the orange haired man looking at me confused.

"Nain?!"

I quickly shushed him. "Children are sleeping, why are you even yelling?!"

His eyes wandered around the room as he stuttered, "I thought someone was..."

Jungkook flushed and jumped away from me.

"What the- He was giving me a massage since my shoulders were as stiff as a board, Hobi. What were you even thinking about, you perv?"

He quietly shuffled backwards with his lips pursed, and closed the door from the outside.

I sighed. "Don't mind him, Kookie. He exaggerates everything."

Jungkook chuckled before sitting down on the bed beside me.

"You have interesting friends here, Nain. I would really like to spend more time with them."

I nodded, chuckling a little. "You can do that during our camping trip."

He raised his eyebrows. "Camping trip?"

"Yep. All the employees of our kindergarten go on a camping trip every year before winter. The principal says it's the perfect opportunity to bond with each other and strengthen our relationships." I shrugged before rubbing my temples. "I don't like camping, but I always get forced to participate in it, so I'm not a fan of it."

He stood up and started massaging my head now. "Why?"

"Oh..." I mumbled, trying to hold in my groans. "I just can't survive in the wilderness, being unable to use the bathroom and sleeping with bugs crawling all over my body."

"Well," he giggled, "aren't you a high maintenance girl?"

I sighed. "I guess..."

I could feel my migraine subsiding and becoming replaced with sleepiness as he kept rubbing my head with just the right amount of pressure in a soothing manner.

"Can you be my personal masseur? You have hands of gold, my gosh," I mumbled. "I don't think I need painkillers now. My headache just disappeared."

He stopped massaging and fixed my hair, gently combing my locks with his fingers.

"I'll charge you higher than others, Nain," he chuckled. "Give me food three times a day and we have a deal."

I scoffed before standing up. "As if I'd waste my money like that. No thanks, you greedy pig. Buy your own meals."

He clicked his tongue while following me out of the room. "Stingy."

I stuck out my tongue at him. "Find someone else who would want to buy your expensive services."

"Expensive, my ass... It's just food."

"Whatever. Go get yourself a sugar mommy or something."

We walked into the cafeteria to have our lunch. It was pretty crowded since we arrived later than the others.

Jungkook suddenly hugged me with a huge childish smile plastered on his face, and swayed my body left and right. "Who needs a sugar mommy when you have Nain, am I right?"

"No," I spat, deadpanned. "I'm still not buying you anything."

"Nain! Jungkook! Over here," Yoongi called for us (with food in his mouth) to the table that was placed next to the window, where he was sitting with Hoseok, far away from the counter.

"We haven't even ordered yet, you hamster!" I yelled back at him.

"I'm just saying, you prick!" He retorted.

I rolled my eyes and walked over to the counter with Jungkook's arms still wrapped around my waist. He was cackling at Yoongi and me.

"Stop laughing or I won't buy you lunch," I hissed at him.

He bit his lips and peered up at me with sparkling doe eyes.

"Y-You're buying me lunch?"

"Only this time."

His hold tightened around me and he brought his cheek against mine, squishing it as he squealed. Did he just squeal?

"I love you, Nain!"

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