Little Euphoria - JJK Fiction | ✔️

chapter 13

Jungkook's P.O.V.

'What is it in her that she is smiling so brightly?' I scoff and avert my eyes from their little nettlesome communication to my art work.

'She never smile like that with me though,' I poke my inside of cheek as my gaze steer towards them. It's not that I bother, they are sitting in my sight.

'She's awfully cheerful today.' My brush glided through the canvas with a little more pressure, eyes straying towards their giggling figures.

"You sure you do not wish to engage in their conversation?" I glance towards his figure, and promtly something irk inside me at that sly tilt of his lips.

"And that concerns you, how?" I pose to which he shrug his shoulder, not halting the tip of brush on his canvas.

"Because your irritation is seeping, and apparently distracting."

"Then find some other place." My eyes betray me and sweep towards her, and my shoulder ease when she's focused on her canvas instead of that damn girl beside her.

"This is the only place I want." I glance towards him, and raise my left brow at her pointed gaze.

"Then bear. Cause, I am sure as hell will be sitting here only. If you want you can take yourself and your art- What the fuck is that dude?" I blanch at the site of horrified mixture of colours on the blank canvas. My contours twist in distaste with the more of his work came into the view.

"Absurd artwork." He hisses and I nod.

"That it is. " He snigger and puts his paint brush inbetween us, guiding my eyes toward him.

"This is the type of art, dumbhead." A pulse throb in my head,

"And knowing that makes you smart?" I snarl and our eyes clash onto cold glare war.

"Smarter than you, for sure." I let out a mirthless chuckle turning my head to side to avoid the urge to not spat something that might hurt grandma. I am sure she must like him bettter than his vexful sister.

"Should I give you a round of applause?" I mock and his lips tilt into an apparent smirk. Dipshit.

"Nah, should educate yourself more, better than throwing daggers at innocent people." A muscle tick in my jaw, and my grip tightens on the pain brush.

"What the fuck is your problem?" I grit my teeth, a faint head coming my way when he shrug again and started working on the horrid piece of art.

"You are glaring my sister for past half an hour. Enough for you to leave her the fuck alone?" He spat leaning closer. Of fucking course.

"As if I take delight in doing that? They are distracting." I glance towards them, sitting on the opposite end of the garden, lost in their own little world.

"You mean to point that you are distracted because your girlfriend is giving more attention to my sister than you, that sounds like" He pause and I tilt my head towards him, "your fucking problem." audacious of him to raise his left brow at me as if mocking me to correct him.

"Why don't you do the whatever the hell you are doing."

"Will be pleased if you stop doing what you have been doing." Once again our eyes clash together.

"Did you enjoy your time?" I does not intend to but that for sure awfully resoanted as a mocking statement. We are walking back towards her house. She halts, her bambi eyes peering up at me with apparent confusion. Right, I am still vexed from my enlightening conversation with that Taehyung.