Mama I'm in love (Bts x reader)

Feel

"What were you thinking!?" I scream at Jungkook. He just keeps on smiling.

He walked out the arcade with a trolley from who knows where, overflowing with things and a giant teddy bear on his back.

"Do you realise that most of this stuff is junk?" I ask him as I pick up a tiny basketball hoop, which will probably break by tomorrow. He keeps on smiling.

"I feel so happy. I will not let your negative vibes bring me down" Jungkook says, his face beaming.

"Do you at least have candy for me?" I ask as I sigh, I will not get through to him.

"A whole bag full" he says with pride.
"How much did you take?" I ask.
"Almost everything, we had A LOT of tickets" he says. I shake my head at him.

"And the trolley? Where'd you get that?" I ask.
"They gave it to me since I couldn't carry all this" he happily says.

"I even got this teddy bear for you" he says, smiling happily, a bit of pink caressing his face.
"It's huge" I deadpan as if it wasn't already obvious.

"I thought you'd like it. If you don't want it I'll take it" he says with a fake pout.
"No no. I'll take it" I say with a smile.

"I got some pretty cool stuff" he says.
"You can tell me when we are waiting for food. I'm starving. What do you want to eat?" I ask.
"Pizza?" He suggests.

"Let's eat somewhere" I suggest. I have pizza at home.
"Ok, what about 'Here'" he suggests.
"Sounds good" I say as we walk to the restaurant. We get a table and sit down. He put the giant bear on a different seat.

"Does the mall look empty to you or is it just me?" Jungkook asks.
"Check the time" I say. He gets out his phone and turns it on for the first time today. His eyes widen.

"It can't be this late" he quietly says. I shrug.
"So, what are you getting?" I ask as I observe the menu.
"Burger sounds good. What about you?" He asks.

"Maybe pasta or maybe the steak. What do you recommend?" I ask Jungkook.
"Pasta is good here" he says looking at his own menu.

"Then I'll get pasta" I say more to myself. The waiter eventually shows up. We order our drinks and food at the same time.

"So, are you excited about France?" I ask with a smile.
"What are you really planning?" He asks but less threatening than the other times. Why does everyone keep asking me that?

"I got to work" I simply say.
"Work as in...?" He asks.
"As in work" I reply. He sighs.

"Why are you taking my friends with you?" He asks.
"This feels like an interrogation" I say as I raise an eyebrow at him.

"Sorry, I'm just used to it. I am really curious what's going on inside your brain" he sheepishly says.
"You and me both" I say with a laugh.

"And I also don't want you to cause any trouble" he adds on.
"Trust me. You wouldn't know, even if I did. Besides, you would be the first person to know" I tell him assuringly.

It is the truth. He is one of the best of the best in the good guy world.

"Huh uh" he says, clearly unconvinced.
"Oh come on, we're friends, aren't we? Can't I do something nice for my friends" I say. He just looks away.

"Friends hang out, like we did today" I try to convince him. He still doesn't look at me.
"Are we really not friends?" I fake pout in his face. He still doesn't look at me.

"Wow, harsh man... I want to be friends with you" I say with a dazzling smile. Again, nothing.

"Jeez, What will it take you to give me some reaction?" I ask with a sigh.
"I'll be back" he says as he quickly rushes off in the direction of the bathroom. He better not stand me up.