3rd PERSON's POV
Y/n was confused of what should she say.
Y/n: It's fake. I do have a license.
Jungkook: Fake? How?
Y/n: Just give them the fake papers. And fake information?
Jungkook: You are smart.
Y/n: I know.
Jungkook: We're here.
Y/n nodded and hopped off the bike. Jungkook did too and they both entered the café. They sat on the table in the corner beside the window.
Jungkook raised his hand to call a waiter. The waiter came.
Jungkook: I would like to order a sandwich and a cold coffee. *cold*
Waiter: Ok sir. What would you like to order ma'am?
Y/n: Same.
The waiter bowed and left.
Jungkook: Y/n?
Y/n: Hmm.
Jungkook: Why are you always cold in front of everyone but when there's no one,you are very fragile?
Y/n: I don't like crying in front of other people because if I do they will think of me as I want their sympathy, like I'm trying to get their sympathy and think of me as a weak. Which I'm not at all.
Jungkook: I can understand. Tell me about yourself?
Y/n: What about myself?
Jungkook: Just tell me what do you like etc..
Y/n: I don't know what to say. Just ask anything you want.
Jungkook: Ummm.....your favourite colour? I'm literally a dumbhead all girls' favourite colour is pink ofcour—
Y/n: Black.
Jungkook: Finally. Umm...ideal type?
Y/n: I ain't intrested in boys.
Jungkook: Hobbies?
Y/n: Rapping, singing,etc. Most importantly....
Jungkook: Doing makeup?
Y/n: No.... sleeping.
Jungkook: *chuckles* You are literally yoongi hyung's lost sister.
Y/n: Yeah yeah whatever. *rolling eyes*
Jungkook: Ummmm...your favourite person?
Y/n: Ofcourse my......mom.
Jungkook: I expected dad.
Y/n: I do love my dad but I didn't spend much of my life with him.
The waiter came and kept two sandwiches and cold coffees on the table.
Y/n: Fuck!
Jungkook: Yahh language?
Y/n: Fuck language. It's 3:29.
Jungkook: Eat fastly.
They both ate fastly. Jungkook paid the bill and they both left the café.
Y/n: I'll ride.
Jungkook: Ok.
Y/n sat on the bike, gave the helmet to jungkook and started the bike at a high speed.
They reached and went in.
Y/N's POV
As soon as we entered,again, I was greeted by a slap. By none other than mom. I closed my eyes. 4th slap of the day.
