Murderer Mystery || J.JK FF ✓

{73} Closer

10:44am

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Pulling away from him, I drop myself onto the bed and snatch the pillow that was on top of me to hug it. Jungkook, who was sitting in front of me, grabs both of my legs and places them on his lap, gazing at me intently.

I ruffled my head on the pillow, feeling its cold softness while sniffling the gentle fragrance that it shows. I knew it was Jungkook's cologne as I was hugging his pillow.

"What do you want to do today?" He asked me, giving me a look of affection and I shrugged as I didn't know the answer. "Do you want to cuddle and talk? Or do you want to play?" He suggested and I raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Aren't you guys preparing to attempt for another mission to save Taehyung?" I questioned with a tilted head, diving deeper into the softness of the pillow.

Shaking his head, he opens his mouth to tell me the reason. "Well, I came up with a theory that the reason we've failed two times is that we don't have enough rest to prepare ourselves mentally and physically. So, I'm letting myself and the rest of the other."

Wow.

Lifting my two hands lazily, I applause softly for him since it was great to see how he was caring for others' physical or mental health. "You're such a great leader... I'm so lucky to have you," I said happily and he just laughs merrily.

"I think I'm luckier to have you," He murmured, passing me an intense stare that pierces my soul and my heart. "You're so..." He presses his lips firmly together to think about what to answer. "I don't know, I just never experienced love before so I don't know how is like. But with you, my path seems to be so clear." He tries to explain with his hands in which I still don't get it but I find it cute.

"Please don't go on about my 'good traits'. I seriously don't have any," I said, finding it amusing by dissing myself and he scowled angrily at me.

"Hey, you better watch your mouth when you're talking about my Y/N," He spat at me, as though I wasn't the Y/N he was talking about and I started laughing. "Is not funny... I'll actually smack your ass if I hear you dissing about yourself one more time," He threatened, his eyes bulging in anger but I find it funny.

"That's violation," I declared and his mouth twisted into a smirk as he jump onto me, each of his hands firmly laid on the soft surface, with me in between. He stares deeply into my eyes and had begun to leaned in when I flatten my hands on his chest to stop him.

"Wait, I want to continue solving the riddle since I've wasted like three hours or more yesterday," I said, and he frowned in confusion, giving me a look as though he wants to slap me.

"Are you actually serious? You prefer doing that boring sh*t over my kisses?" He demanded as though he was hurt and I shake my head.

"Don't say that. There's nothing I would prefer over your kisses," I said and the corner of his lips was lifted but only for a few seconds. "But I'm actually serious."

"Yeah, but you should be letting your brain rest... I want to have fun with you for a day and not stress about anything. Please? My love?" He acts cute with me, pouting playfully.

Jeez... if he keeps doing this, I don't think my heart will be able to live long. This is illegal...

"I'm sorry, Kookie," I apologised and he raised his eyebrows, curiously looking at me. "I actually want to work on the riddle for some time... not the whole day obviously," I insisted, slowly removing my hands from his chest as he seems to be calmed now. But he's passing me this frown as though he hated my decision.