63. Birds of a feather

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The next place we stop by is the arcade games area, where I don't really want to be, but it's better than the roller coaster. He tried several times to make me get on the ride with him, but I always found excuses not to go. This is how we ended up here. We've been stuck for good minutes in a game to one of those arcade machines where you have to catch a toy. No matter how hard we tried to get our hands on one Pokemon toy, nothing seems to work in our favor. We spent a lot of time here and even more coins, frustration gathering inside me.

"This time I'll get it," Jungkook says confidently, putting the coin inside the machine and waiting for the game to start. I can see him focusing, a frown appearing on top of his face, so damn sexy. I stare at him while he struggles to get the toy for me. His face is full of strong lines, his jaw sharp and beautiful. His long hair falls on each side of his face, peeking out from under the bucket hat. I swallow dry at the view.

"God damn it!" I hear him cuss, throwing his hands in the air. This pulls me out of my staring trance. "This machine is a machine of Satan! I can't win," he complains, his mouth set in a pout. Fuck, I want to kiss him so badly! His eyes darted to mine a second later, looking at me with wide eyes.

"What?" I blurt out, flustered.

"Do it!" he says, still looking at me with an intensity that almost brings me to my knees.

"Do what?" I frown in confusion.

"Kiss me!" he dares me and I blink. Shit. Did I say that out loud? I feel the blood invading my cheeks, not knowing what to do. Shit! Shit! Shit!

"Why?" I fake innocence. He approaches me dangerously, the traitorous butterflies in my stomach beginning to flutter like crazy.

"You just said it. 'I want to kiss him so badly.' So do it! Kiss me!" he urges me, his warm breath tickling my cheeks as he stares at my lips. I gulp. What do I do? Stupid mouth!

"Cuss. 'I want to cuss him so badly.' That's what I said, weirdo," I say, taking a step back so I can breathe again. He just narrows his eyes at me, not convinced, but he thankfully decides to drop it for now as a group of noisy children approach.

"Hey, lady! How long are you going to keep the machine occupied? We want to play too," a kid, who I don't think is older than an elementary schooler, complains from behind me. I turn to look at him and he glares at me unhappily. Right. The arcade. The toy. I don't feel that competitive now after the moment of embarrassment I just lived. I step aside and let the kid claim the spot in front of the machine. I watch him as he puts the coin inside and starts playing, easily catching the very same toy that I was chasing after in the last thirty minutes. The machine drops the prize and he bends to retrieve it, smiling with satisfaction. Unbelievable!

"Yo, kid, how did you do that?" I ask, joining him at the machine again. He looks at me defiantly, measuring me head to toe.

"It's easy," he shrugs, looking at me like I'm a dumb one.

"Show me!" I demand. I want to know how the hell he did that. The kid stares up at me with the same defiance in his gaze.

"Sorry, auntie. I have other places to go." he says and turns, walking away from me. Auntie? This little shit just called me auntie.

"Yah, you brat!" I shout after him, but Jungkook pulls me back, laughing.

"Let's go find something else for fun, auntie," he says, mocking me and I glare at him.

"Fuck you!" I cuss at him. He laughs even harder, but a wicked smirk spreads across his face right after.

"I didn't have that in mind, but since you suggested it..." he trails and I smack his head. "Auch!"

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