the monster in my closet.

bonus two; simple dates

author's note: BRO I LOG OUT OF WATTPAD FOR A FEW MONTHS AND COME BACK TO 107K VIEWS ON THIS BOOK I- ╰(*'︶'*)╯♡ i wrote this book a LONG time ago (like 4 years ago) but here i am supplying you with some bonuses like i promised! enjoy! (i no longer listen to kpop, moreover bts so um im winging it ;) also, it really sucks but i'm TRYING OKAY)

yoomi's pov
"hey, jungkook?" i say, watching the bag of popcorn jump around in the microwave as each kernel pops.

"YES, MY QUEEN" he screams, toothbrush in his mouth.

"woah, you startled me-"

"sorry, i just wanted to make sure you're okay," he says, rinsing his toothbrush and mouth in the kitchen sink and setting the toothbrush on the counter.

"i wouldn't call you with a soft tone if i was in trouble, stupid."

he shrugs, but goes up to me, resting his head on my shoulder as i continue to stare at the microwave.

"so, how's my little monster queen doin' this fine evening- OW" he exclaims, holding his foot and jumping back due to me being a COMPLETE SAVAGE and stepping on it.

"don't call me that, sweetie. anyway, today is movie night, don't you remember?"

he looks up at me, clearly recollecting his thoughts. "i totally remember."

i give him a stern glare, knowing he's lying.

"i'm really sorry i forgot."

"jungkooooook," i groan, lowkey pouting as i pull the popcorn out of the microwave. "we haven't had movie night in so long with you stressing about the wedding and you traveling to the monster world. i. need. attention."

he smiles teasingly and grabs your hand in his, pulling you to the couch as i hold onto the precious popcorn with the other hand.

he plops you down on the couch and lays his head on your lap, opening his mouth expecting some popcorn.

"you aren't busy?" i say, dropping a piece of popcorn in his mouth. "be careful not to choke, okay?"

"i'm busy, but i don't care" he says, opening his mouth again after finishing the popcorn.

"listen, mr. king of the underworld. mr. satan. mr. lord of the monsters. you got responsibilities. being king, you know."

"and you, ms. queen of the underworld, ms. fiancé of the great lord of monsters, ms. beautiful. you got responsibilities. being queen, you know." he replies, grabbing the remote from the coffee table to watch something. "by the way, did you call me satan?"

"yes. yes, i did."

"i'm the king of the monster world, not of heck."

"heck?"

"isn't the h-e-double hockey sticks word bad?"

"jungkook."

"is it not?"

"i love you. so damn much."

"try again, but without the bad word."

"no. say it back, coward."

"well, i love you so darn much."

"kookie, don't even pretend like you don't say bad words in the moment."

"it's completely unprofessional! for a king to say bad words!"

"you're cute, honey."

"you're cuter, yoomi."

"let's watch that movie." i say, pointing at the screen.

"a kids movie? i kind of wanted something more suspenseful, though."

"fine, your highness, pick whatever."

so, he picked a scary movie, me sitting there with my pride all high as if i'm not scared of those kinds of movies. listen, even though i have a monster boyfriend DOES NOT mean i can't be scared of ghosts and clowns and murderers.

"jungkook, can we pleasee get more popcorn?"

"yoomi, we still have some. and this is a good part!"

"you're supposed to be the scaredy cat in this relationship!"

"i'm a monster for crying out loud!"

"psh that doesn't mean anythi- FUCK!" i scream, after hearing a jump scare happen and getting up from my seat.

"ow, my head!" jungkook says, sitting up. "yoomi, it's alright, don't worry. i'll protect you!"

"with what? those thick thighs?"

"uh, i was thinking more of how i'm the monster king but yeah that too. but don't worry, baby! your mine! i won't let anyone harm you!" he smiles, making me cringe, but he's still cute nonetheless.

so jungkook spent the rest of the movie cuddling me and distracting me during the jump scares. i really don't want this night to end.