"The look on her face, ohmy-!" You cried of laughter in the corner. Jungkook was repeatedly banging the metal of the lift encasement, as he chuckled with Extreme Mirth™.
When you both had calmed down a little (yogic breathing exercises sure helped), with only occasional giggles now arising from your mouths at, say, a sudden remembrance of the poor lady's wide-as-plates eyes, you got back on track. "Well, that was all fun and jolly, but I believe it is my turn now."
"Truth or Dare?" He asked without missing a beat.
The corner of your lip dragged upwards in a lopsided grin. "Dare, I suppose."
"Uh, change your profile picture to the poop emoji."
"Pfft, that's easy," you drawled, pulling out your phone from your handbag. You tapped some, scrolled some, then showed him the screen as proof as you clicked the 'set profile' button. Slipping it back, you teased, "Get a bit more creative, Kook. Truth or dare?"
If Jungkook was bothered by the nickname, he didn't show it - neither did he say anything. He took some time with his decision and for a while, it was only the slight rumble of the elevator as it took you (PAINFULLY SLOWLY) down the numerous floors.
"Truth," he said at last.
"Um..." You were at a loss of what to ask. You had plenty of dares to give, but truths? Not your forté. Torturing people by making them do embarrassing shit was easier, any day.
"Um, are you single?" Your mouth blurted out all of a sudden, without really consulting your brain.
He looked at you with a weird expression that you couldn't read. "Yes. Yes I am. Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
And that was when you died.
Why, exactly, you may ask?
Well let me tell you. Because the guy standing in front of you, the one with the bunny teeth and coconut hair and with an overall innocent-looking persona had suddenly metamorphosed into something completely different.
His eyes went dark, a hooded gaze. It was like in those cheap horror movies where they drastically change the lighting to make an actor seem scary because they can't afford CGI.
Except the actor was still smoking.
He fixed you with his smouldering gaze, and asked, with a calculated smirk that simultaneously made your legs jelly as well as wonder how many times he must have practiced this in the mirror; "Are you single?"
"Y-yes?" You sputtered, trying and failing to ignore the flush rising in your neck.
Just then, the bell dinged, and the doors slid open. You hastily stepped out into the lobby glad for an excuse to escape, Jungkook following you.
"Wait, where are we going? Why are you going outside?" He asked, confused as you started heading for the big glass door exit.
You spun around to face him. His 'sexy' demeanour from earlier was gone, thankfully, meaning you could function like a regular human being.
"You really want to go back to the party and get fired by the cola guy?" You asked with your eyebrows raised. "He's probably demanding a large-scale scan of the hotel for us or something now, so unless you want to get caught..."
When he didn't say anything, you turned back with a smug expression and kept on your track to the exit. "Thought so."
The fresh air hit your face as you bounded out of the hotel, onto the street in front, full mostly at this hour of stoners, beggars, and hurried passersby not wanting to get mugged.
You bounced a little as you walked on the pavement, headed in no particular direction. Jungkook walked beside you, his hands in his pockets,
"So, are we heading somewhere in particular?"
"Nope!"
"Ah," He said, choosing not to comment further. You walked in silence for a bit, enjoying the shows put up by people on the sidewalk, when you noticed something from the corner of you eye.
Devilishly,you asked Jungkook yet again, "Truth or dare?"
He furrowed his brows for a second before replying, "Dare."
You smiled and pointing to the establishment next to you said, "I dare you to go in there and perform a striptease."
"Huh." Jungkook said, half smiling, unsure of whether or not he should take it as a joke.
"You heard me," you said cheekily, "Go strip off your clothes."
Jungkook blinked, dumbfounded, realizing you were serious. He raised his eyebrows, then put them back down. He opened his mouth to say something and then shut it again. Finally, he just *insert what he did when he was asked to impersonate Suga, the-the-the-the- head movement thing, you know what* and sighed deeply, walking into the humongous outlet mall.
