Devil Contract ✓

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❝Ice Cream❞
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WITH AN AWKWARD CHUCKLE, I LOOKED AT ALL of them one by one, time went by so quick that I didn't even realise, these men were just so-goofy. I expected them to be narrow-minded, awkward and cold, but they weren't. I was happy that they weren't a 'cold Jungkook #2' to begin with.

"Haerin." He whispered, I turned to face him upon him poking my shoulder, "Are you happy here? You're not awkward, right?" He asked, tilting his head. I took a whole minute to analyse his worried face, for the first time that is, he's caring.

With a low hum, I nodded my head, smiling at him. He grinned lightly, turning to his chaotic friends. I don't even know what the reason for his change is, whether it's guilt, sadness, anger-it all could also be a play, but I'll just enjoy it, I atleast want to leave him with good memories, so that he doesn't miss Seran, whoever she was to him, I don't want him to feel lonely and alone when he's not with me anymore.

"You know..I accidently sat on Jimin because he's so small I couldn't see him!"

Even though their jokes were disturbing, dark and weird, they all were like a bunch of best friends, without any one to part.

I glanced back at him, and he looked back, "Should we go home?" He asked, raising a brow. I nodded, "Alright." I muttered, grinning.

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After bidding his friends a goodbye, he seemed happy, humming and jumping around like a kid. All of a sudden, he stopped the car, catching me off guard. "I want ice cream." He muttered, glancing over at the shop behind me.

I looked back at the shop and then at him, cracking a smile, "Ah. Let's go." He blinked confusedly, "You aren't angry? Like..I totally didn't give you any attention all this time and then was talking to them and now I'm asking for ice cream..?" I grinned, "Are you seriously not acting?" I asked, he waited for a second, confused, before shaking his head.

"Then let's go!" I quickly opened the door, jumping out. He followed me, pulling his mask as higher as possible, he paused for a second, seeing the people passing by. "Don't worry." I said, gripping his hand. He glanced down at his hand, before looking at me, "Let's go." I tugged at his hand pulling him with me.

He grinned a little, not feeling weird as he gripped my hand equally tight.

He looked around the shop, surprised at the people. "Wow, is he seriously eating that alone? Here? Not at home?" He asked, I kicked his leg lightly, "Be quiet." I brought my finger up to my lips, giving him big eyes.

I pulled him towards the ice creams, he left my hand and pointed at the ice creams, hesitating. "Vanilla? How can someone even eat vanilla?" He scrunched his nose in disgust, having me sigh. "Just pick something you would like. Chocolate?" I asked, smiling.

"Chocolate. That's the best they can ser-" I slapped his arm, "This isn't some high class restaurant to even begin with, what do you expect, Soufflè?" I asked, he raised his eyebrows, "You learned those French dishes too?" He asked, "Why not? There wasn't many interesting things happening in that 'honeymoon' too." I said, nose scrunching at the word honeymoon.

"You know..I don't like the sound of it." I confessed while he picked up two ice ream cones, "What? Honeymoon?" I nodded. "It's like honey...and moon. What does honey and moon even have to do with each other?" His cheeks drowned a little, he pressed his lips in a thin line.

I followed him closely as he walked to the cashier. "You ask the worst questions ever." He said, "Me? How?" I argued back. "What do you even mean by why is honeymoon called honeymoon? It's totally useless and a waste of time to think about those things." He nodded.

"5000." It took a second for Jungkook to realise what the cashier meant. He quickly went for his pocket, "How is thinking about new things a waste of time? It's like...a good mind exercise or something."

The cashier obviously became uncomfortable hearing the 'most stupid fight ever' going on between us. "Here." Jungkook said, picking up the cone as he gave one to me. "It's not that I'm saying you shouldn't exercise your mind, but you shouldn't waste time thinking about idiotic things either." He said.

"Are you calling me an idiot?" I asked, frowning. He paused. "N-No." He muttered. "Gosh! Look at your face turning red!" I laughed, pointing at his face. "You're annoying." I hummed, nodding. "Everyone said that atleast once in their life after meeting me, it'd like your fourth time."

"No, it's second."

"Fourth."

"Second."

"Fourth."

"Oh come on, we're fighting over a ridiculous topic." He snorted, biting on his ice cream. He squealed, heaving a deep breath. "It's cold!" I laughed, "You're actually cute." I said, licking my own.

He turned to me fully, "Really? How so?" He asked. "You have a...BIG nose." I said, suppressing a laugh. "And your face looks confused most of the time. And when you're angry you look even cuter!" I waved my whole hands in the air, expressing my emotions with my movements.

He gave me a blank stare. "And this too! When you go blank like this. It's cute!" I imitated him, making him chuckle.

"I may be cute," He took a step forward, pinching my cheeks harshly. I flinched in coldness when his ice cream touched my temple,

"But you're even cuter than me."