To Dethrone the King | JJK ✔️

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KANG BYEOL POV

"Slow down, Jeon. Where are you taking me?" I ask unstable as he jerks my hand forward walking at a fast pace.

I hear kids screaming and shouting, giving me anxiety already. "Maybe the kids gave it away," he cheekily says.

Removing my blindfold, I see the town's mini carnival before me. "Wow, I..."

He smirks at my reaction. "What? Too blown away to speak?"

"No, I've actually never been to one before."

His mouth gapes open, staring at me accusingly. "Seriously, Kang? What are you doing with your life?"

I look away embarrassed at my lack of experience now. "Well, I just didn't have anyone to take me before."

He flinches at my statement, reminding himself why we're here in the first place. "R-right... anyway I shall teach you the ways now. Prepare to have your carnival cherry popped," he excitedly yells.

I look at him funny but let him pull me wherever. Is it always this noisy? I mean there's literally at least one or two kids screaming at a go.

"Wanna try using a ticket privilege now?" he suggests, smiling at me.

"Fuck yeah, Jeon. Let's see what you can do," I eye him suggestively, urging him on.

He pulls me to a ring toss booth, paying the dude. He then hands me the set of rings. My eyes widen as he looks around awkwardly and jumps over the booth and into the ring tossing field in a quick motion. The stall owner tries shooing him away but he stays in place shouting. "I'm the sexiest bottle here and you know it, Kang! Give me your best shot," he struggles to speak as the stall owner lunges at him.

I laugh giddily, watching everyone look at him like the craziest person in the world. I toss a few rings at him, managing to land one on his head. He smiles like a bunny, giving me a thumbs up.

Finally he's chased out, not before grabbing a stuffed toy off the hanger and taking my hand running away before security has the chance to catch us. "Okay, Jeon, I gotta admit. That was fun."

After slowing down and walking around he realises he's still holding my hand. He quickly releases his grip and starts looking around. "Where do you wanna go next?" he asks me.

I look around the entire place as my eyes land on the viking ride. "That looks dope as hell," I point.

He follows my line of sight and laughs, clapping and pointing at it. "My dad used to take me on this one all the time! You'll shit your pants as soon as it gets real high," he giggles.

I follow him to the ride and wait in line. I look up at him and I already know he's feeling nostalgic, reminiscing the good old days.

"Do you miss him?" I blurt out.

"Sometimes, but I forget about it when he comes home," he says, now with an unreadable expression.

I've always known Jungkook's father is a busy man. He's in charge of checking on the franchise hotels around the world for JinKyu Enterprises, never really staying in one place for long. He decided it was best if Jungkook and Ahjumma stays put in Korea, knowing since Jungkook is still schooling it's best if he's in a constant environment. But I do see how happy it makes Jungkook when he visits every now and then, always making sure his family knows he still thinks about them and misses them everyday.

"Oh! It's our turn," he excitedly pulls my hand. "Jeon you gotta stop pulling or my hand may fall off," I massage my wrists.

He smiles sheepishly, pulling the safety bar down.

"So, what does this ride do?"

"You'll see," he sings ominously as the ride begins to swing back and forth. It gradually gets faster, but so far nothing I can't handle.

"Hey, this isn't so bad," I start smiling feeling more relaxed.

"This is the part where you put both hands up like this," he gestures. Both his hands are outstretched high as I blindly follow.

"Why—"

The ride dips dramatically in a swift motion, moving high in the sky. I start screaming but nonetheless enjoy it. As it swing up I stretch my hands out as far as possible, trying to touch the stars in the sky.

As the ride comes to a stop I breathe out a sigh of exhilaration. "Damn, that was..."

He starts laughing at my expression as I starts making excited sounds. Just before he exits the ride he turns to me and pushes the safety bar back down. I look around and see I'm the only one left in the ride. "Jeon, what are you—"

"Giving you an exclusive ride," he grins.

The staff calls security on him and my eyes widen as he begins to push the Viking ship on his own. It starts rocking and even goes pretty high, getting at the right momentum as he jumps in next to me in his seat childishly. "Damn, Jeon..." I say impressed nodding my head.

I always knew he was strong but not moving-viking-ship strong. As the ride begins to slow down and people in line begin complaining he forcefully brings back up the safety railing and we make a run for it.

It's closing time now, no longer trying out rides or game stalls. I chew on my sausage stick snack while he noisily slurps up a miscellaneous green drink. "So Kang, how was your virgin carnival experience?"

I flail my arms around excitedly as I eat my food. "Are you kidding me, Jeon? That was amazing! I never knew carnivals were so fun. I would've run away earlier and come here myself," I breathe out. He looks appreciatively at me, walking beside.

I look up at the sky and for some reason the stars seem a lot brighter today than I'd ever seen.

As we reach home he parts with me, waving goodbye. "Hey, Jeon?"

He pops his head out from the door curiously. "Yeah?"

"Thanks for bringing me to the carnival today. I had a lot of fun," a small smile flashes across my face.

He scoffs playfully and rolls his eyes. "Right, like I did it for you," he says sarcastically.

Huh. My smile twitches a little, waving before going back inside.

"Yeah, like I did it for you," he mumbles behind closed doors.