Sea shell of prank gone wrong (2)

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Puffing and wheezing Jungkook reach his humble home, his fist hovering over the door to knock but at last moment relaxes his hold and press his palm flat over the cool surface as an idea pops up in his mind like popcorn

Deviously silent he padded his way around where window of his room is just over his head, briefly checking his surroundings before firmly placing his foot at the huge rock laying sluggishly, his other arm locking over the slit of his open window, his backpack heavy on his shoulders as he gives himself silent push to climb and cling onto the base of window with his both hands

His bunny smile and shoulder greets his room first that he's intruding, chuckling softly he safely pulls himself inside immediately distressed for the sand from his shoes he'll have to clean later but shrugs for now. He, for the first time in his life carefully places his backpack and shoes on the ground before shuffling down the stairs making sure to not let his grin make any sound

His parents must be home with his baby angel, he's gonna scare them from behind but whom should he scare first?

His vision takes his surrounding with  narrowed eyes falling over his mother, a beautiful lady who's washing dishes and his adorable baby angel who's helping her place the washed dishes away, such a good nine year old daughter

He's a wonderful son too, though no one says it to tease him but he is!  mentally nodding on his own praise as a responsible member of his family.

Yes, the responsible grown man who's gonna scare his mom and baby angel from behind and gonna laugh as his ears will be pulled

He covers his mouth to hide the grin before closing his eyes and taking focused breathe to avoid laughing out loud before anything funny actually happen, quite exhausting

He hides behind the wall then chair, sofa and lastly the side of kitchen counter peeking out with every step closer, grinning when his mom's unmindful back is in his view, he stands straight as his mom crouch down to pick something from the lower drawer, eventually standing just behind her with an inch of distance

His hands hover over her crouched shoulder, questioning how should he surprise her. Should he put his hand on her shoulder? should he just wait until she notices him? back hug her? He have never been in crisis like this before!

With the limited time and getting panicked when she suddenly straightens up, his hand comes in contact with her shoulder way before he himself got ready, both flinching in surprise. Shouting alarmed and oh lord, he remembers the heavy pan that oscillated in front of his face faster than any other weapon.

And he promise to never endanger his life like this again as at the last fraction of moment when his life literally flashed before his eyes his reflexes kicked in, saving his skull from massive concussion, stumbling and falling on his butt and back staring wide eye at the ceiling

For a few seconds he didn't move nor blink before exhaling loudly, continuing his static breathing and racing heart while his mother's surprised face turns into horror as her gaze shifts uncontrollably between her heavy pan and his face

" Are you alive....? Oh my god! don't.. don't tell me I killed my own son! I can't...I can't go to jail for this... Jungkook come back from Jesus "

She cries out, unknowingly dropping the pan that unluckily land on jungkook's feet making him groan and yowl in anguish, immediately jolting forward holding his feet and at once crawling back by his butt and elbow from his mother who keeps inching forward with her worried and amazed look

" You are alive! Yes.yes, I'm not going to jail... I'm not going to jail. Honey! come here I'm not going to jail " Her eyes sparkle with relief

Jungkook whimpers as his mother kisses his cheek in her happiness who fans herself for a few more second before he hopes this time she comes to utter realization of what's happening for she froze and her eyes widen with shock blooming over her face, glancing stiffly at Jungkook who is mummering prayers and curses to nothing in particular with a pained face soothing his own toe

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