—Next Morning—
"Where's the sunscreen ?!"
"Here Jin" Jungkook calls before tossing the boy the bottle.
"Do you burn quickly Jin ?" Taehyung asks.
"Yeah like a piece of bacon"
"Like a piece of bacon ?""Yeah, have you never heard that phrase before ?"
"No"
"Of course he hasn't" Namjoon says whilst carrying the picnic basket towards the coffee table. "Because you just made it up"
"Whatevs"
Checking the time on his phone Jungkook realises its almost 10:00am. And Violet still isn't down the stairs yet, neither is—
"Morning mother fuckers"
Never mind. There's Jimin :)
"Morning Hyung" Jungkook smiles.
"You on my team for the volley ball match kooks ?" The male smirks, and a quick fist bump from his younger friend is a clear sign of yes.
"Wait then whose on my team ?" Taehyung asks.
"Mwah" Jin says.
"Nice one ! Our height will be an advantage"
"Hey I'm only 5ft 9 !"
"Fuck off Jimin you're 5ft 8"
"I'm not ! I grew an inch last Christmas !"
"Bullshit"
"Fuck you"
"What ?"
"I said fuck you—."
Before Jimin can finish his sentence he's tackled onto the couch by Taehyung, the two of them breaking out into another typical male wrestling match. "You chat a lot of shit for someone whose only 2 inches taller then me !"
"3 inches, you're only 5ft 8"
"I'M 5ft 9 YOU BASTARD !"
Coming down the stairs Violet stops half way, a sigh leaving her lips when she sees the scene before her. "What was it this time ?"
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Dirty switch 🔞🥵⁉️
FanfictionWhen bad ass girl Song Violet is set the task of giving a makeover to innocent Jeon Jungkook. She realises she has more work to do then she originally thought. His look. His body language. His stutter. Everything about him irritates her. However is...