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Jungkook :
"I've got a joke for you."
Y/n :
"Hello to you too."
He laughs.
Jungkook :
"Hello, Tee. Ready for my joke?"
Y/n :
"Super ready."
Jungkook :
"My life. Ha. Funny, right?"
She stay silent for a bit, indicating her lack of amusement.
Y/n :
"I'm laughing on the inside?"
Jungkook :
"I'm just kidding. That wasn't my joke. But it was a good
one. Why did Cinderella get kicked off the soccer team?"
Y/n :
"Because it'd be impossible to run in glass slippers?"
Jungkook :
"No. Because she kept-" - he starts laughing, hardly able to
finish his joke
Jungkook :
"S-she kept running away from the ball."
There's a brief moment of silence on her end before a wheezing
laugh leaves her mouth.
Y/n :
"That's a joke that children on the playground run around
telling each other."
Jungkook :
"Well, my six-year-old niece is the one who told me it."
Y/n :
"You have a niece?"
Jungkook :
"And a nephew. He's only a year old though."
Y/n :
"I didn't even know you had any siblings."
Jungkook :
"I have an older brother and a younger sister. Jake is 30
and Sam is 19."
Y/n :
"Are you close?"
Jungkook :
"Yeah. We're all really close."
Jungkook :
"Our mom was one of those parents who forced her kids
to hang out a lot and I guess it worked out all right for us."
Jungkook :
"Do you have any siblings?"
Y/n :
"An older brother."
Jungkook :
"Are you close?"
Y/n :
"Too close," - she says with a laugh
Jungkook :
"What's his name?" - he asks mindlessly, curiosity dancing
through his mind
Y/n :
"Um, I don't know that I should say it." - she says sheepishly
Jungkook :
"Why not?"
Y/n :
"It's just that, uh, I have to keep some level of privacy. I
don't want to disclose too much. It's not exactly safe for me."
Jungkook :
"Oh. I get it. Don't worry, I don't expect you to trust me.
You hardly know me."
Y/n :
"I'm sorry." - she says with a sigh
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