ℛℯ𝓂ℯ𝓂𝒷ℯ𝓇 ℳℯ

I

You know that feeling when you're just peacefully sleeping, minding your own god damn business and then the next thing you know you feel ice cold water being poured on you?

Yeah, me neither.

So the first thing that came to my mind was 'He's fucking dead...'

The room stayed completely silent, the culprit staying so quiet for a second I thought I just dreamt the whole thing. But the bastard made a mistake...

He chuckled.

It was barely there, so quiet I almost missed it... but I didn't... and now he's dead.

It was silent again, the only sound you could hear was the cars driving outside, so I began to count down in my head.

1... 2... you better start running...

3.

As soon as my index finger twitched, the little bastard started running, his feed loudly thumping against the floor.

'Ha!'

I quickly jumped out of bed, ready to fully take off running after him when a loud bang from a door shutting was heard throughout the entire apartment... my bedroom door... that I had just collided with.

'And to think I was actually thinking of ever showing him mercy.'

Ripping the door open, I stepped out of my room... the apartment completely still.

"You can run but you can't hide..." I said out loud, slowly moving my feet and stepping into the living room. I was about to start going towards his room when I heard a silent 'shush' coming from underneath the kitchen counter.

'Thank you Bella!'

Tiptoeing to the counter I again counted to three and jumped out... only to be met with another splash of water.

"What the hell?!"

"Shit I'm sorry! I didn't mean to this time! Please don't-!"

I launched at him, trying to get to his sides that were really REALLY ticklish, but not before I was sure that Bella had jumped out of his hands. Couldn't accidentally hurt my baby now could I?

We rolled around on the floor for a while, breathless laughs coming from both of us since he had the bright idea to tickle me back and also trying to get me to stop attacking him by trying to grab both of my hands and pin them to the floor.

But I wasn't going to give up that easily.

After a few minutes of back and forth on the floor, I was breathless and he finally managed to successfully pin my hands against the floor.

'Fuck him and his muscles'

"You're fucking dead meat Park..." I spit out angrily. Nobody messes with my sleep. No body. "Now get the fuck off me."

"So you can try to kill me again? I don't think so sweet cheeks. And that'll be 10 bucks into the curse jar if I'm correct." he smirked. 'Oh this boy is getting on my last nerves.'

I finally managed to push him off of me after a bit of struggling, but he wasn't doing a good job holding me down to be honest.

As we both stood up, he watched me closely for a few moments, ready to hold me down if I decide to pounce on him again. But when he noticed that I was moving towards the clean towel shelf to get a towel to dry my face and hair with, he visibly relaxed.

"Why the heck did you do that?" I asked as I started drying my face and then moving to my hair.

"Sorry, but I couldn't think of any other ways to wake you up ASAP." he answered, following me as I went in the direction of our joined closer to get something to wear since the pjs that I was planing on wearing for the rest of the day were soaked.

"Couldn't think of any other ways my ass! Maybe you could've tried waking me up like a normal person?" I said as I picked up another pair of pjs.

"I did! You wouldn't wake up! So I just went with the dumbest idea I could come up with and hopped it would work and you wouldn't kill me... and it did work!... but the latter did almost happen- oh no, not that-" he said suddenly after noticing what I picked out to wear.

"What? And why the hell not?"

"Here-" he said, handing me a pair of black ripped jeans and one of his hoodies.

"This is cute and all and I would love nothing more than to steal that from you," I said lifting up the hoodie and noticed how he rolled his eyes, " but I'm not going anywhere today so if you don't mind I'm just gonna go change into my pjs... You can still give me that hoodie tho."

The little bastard chuckled at the last part but quickly straightened up, suddenly looking really serious.

"I know you'd love nothing more than to spend your whole free day just laying in front of the TV on the couch... but I need your help... and you might want to change into something more... decent..."

I looked at him... trying to read him... but all I got was his slightly freaked out and really nervous expression.

"...Park freaking Jimin, what the fuck did you do?"