Reincarnation (Jikook)

❇️Chapter 8❇️

Song :-
"I Still do" by Why Don't We

Hoseok was only acquainted with Jungkook's group because he was seeing his cousin Min Yoongi. If it weren't for Yoongi he would never even pay any heed to the bunch of delinquents. And now that he has he laid his eyes on Jungkook coming towards their table he knew he was up to no good.

The truth be told, once Jungkook had made a hole in Hoseok's P.E pants, when he first got to know about him dating his baby cousin brother. He went as far as to stuff dog's shit on the inner side of the hole so when the coach asked them to do some sit-ups it began to leak out of the hole which ultimately ended up in a great embarrassing disaster. Needless to say, Yoongi packed a good few punches in Kook's face. After all he was a bad boy's cousin, of course Jungkook had taught Yoongi how to throw a good punch at any dickhead who tries anything funny with him. And now that Jungkook was himself being a dickhead Yoongi couldn't help but do that to him cause he deserved it for doing this to his man(Hoseok). Jungkook was frighteningly over protective over his younger siblings and cousins. So although he stopped blatantly harassing Hobi, he still subtly continues to threaten him every now and then.

Jungkook took a seat opposite Hobi and Jimin, while keeping his eyes solely on Jimin's face. Jimin on the other hand didn't know why this boy looked so familiar yet he couldn't pin point the reason behind this familiarity. " Hoseok-ah my dear soon-to-be brotherrrr-in-law." Jungkook greeted stretching "brother" which made Hoseok feel like he was stretching the poor boy's body itself like a chewing gum.

Yeah, something's really up thought Hobi.

"Jungkook-ah" Hobi nodded with a forced smile.

"Don't tell me you have already found someone new. I see you have been hanging out with this chick a lot lately." Jungkook nodded towards Jimin.

"Excuseeeee me! Who are you calling a chick, mister? I see your blind. You can't even tell a dude from a chick!" Jimin who was just watching the two interacting, slammed his fist on the table when he heard what the boy called him.

"Chill, I called you a chick because you look like a baby chick anyway" raising his hands up in the air, scrutinizing the look on the feminine looking boy's face. It was his first time actually getting to look at Jimin's face properly. It was hard to believe that a boy's skin could be as white as snow yet a hint of peachy milk colour in it was evident. Better than any girl he has seen, which was a alot. He had naturally beautiful puppy eyes. And then at last his eyes fell on those puckered plump lips, glinting like the dew drops that shines on a leaf at the first strike of sunlight. That's when Kook felt a light sting on his right cheek. "Did a mosquito bite on his cheek just now?" thought Jungkook. He looked up to see Hoseok covering his mouth as he gasped loudly, his eyes wide in shock. And then his eyes landed on a frozen Jimin who looked like he was about to strike him in the face and that's when Jungkook realized that he has been slapped in the face once and was about to get another one.

Jungkook just stared at him with a bored look. "Is this what you call a 'slap'?" and just like that he was laughing his ass off like there's no tomorrow.

All the while, a few tables away Jungkook's group could not believe their eyes. One, because Jungkook has never ever been this open and flirtatious with anyone. Two because he was not only flirting but also laughing outside his friend circle and that too around a boy he barely knew. It actually sent goosebumps to them as they remembered how distant he was being around the girl he had ever dated only because his friends had set up the girl for him. He never showed any interest in neither girls nor boys. He did not care as long as his primal needs were fulfilled. They all looked at eachother and agreed silently to make sure that this small boy was available for their Jungkook.

"Well I was only doing this to wake you up from your daydream. You were staring at me like the creep that you are." Jimin replied, his lips puckering to the extremes.

"Your lips look like a chick' beak." jungkook snickered, purposely ignoring Jimin's comment just now.

"Huuuhhhh! What did you say?" Jimin tried to  suppress his embarrassment by shouting at him but the red hue on his cheeks gave him away.

" Okayyy! Relax you two. Mmmm, Kook-ah, about your question from before, I'm still seeing your cousin and I don't plan on leaving him anytime soon. As for Jimin, he's my new housemate and we have become friends. So yeah, that's that.

"Your friend ('d' with a 'duh') doesn't seem to recognize me."Again, Jungkook changed the topic as if he wasn't the one who questioned Hoseok at first. Coming at this table to threaten his cousin's boyfriend seemed merely an excuse now. When Jimin heard the boy's comment, he narrowed his eyes apparently confused. "What?! Still can't recognize me? Do you possibly have Amnesia?" he tapped the table, he threw his hands up exasperatedly." Do i need to drop a mint choco on my head for you to recognize me?" Jimin's eyes widened at that.

Jungkook though continued," You know you should be grateful to me!" showing an evil grin while Jimin just raised an eyebrow questioningly. "At first I thought of stuffing that ice cream in your pretty mouth and eating it up from there to keep you from ranting on, on the street at the victim." Jungkook pointed at himself, playing the perfect victim. Jimin gasped loudly. No one has ever talked so explicitly to him before. His face flicked so many different shades of red that you could actually pick one to color your wall instead of using a colour catalogue.

"This means war!!" the battle trumpet has sounded.

Jimin glared daggers at  the naughty boy. Swiftly he reached for the cup of slushy drink and jungkook ducked just as he splashed the whole content which flew right over the bad boy's head and hit a boy sitting behind him.

And just like that the entire cafeteria turned into a battlefield, where wounded soldiers were covered in different types of smoothies. Fighters sticking french fries up their enemy's nose. Brave soldiers went all out and stabbed the opponents with their hot and sharp hotdogs and granola bars to protect the weaks.