Complicated Marriage | j.jk

chapter 8;

Halla POV

For Jungkook's annoying face sake, I should have brought my own car seriously. I really wanted to escape from him, go home safely, and have a peaceful sleep without his existence bothering me. I sighed helplessly.

" stop sighing, can you? " Jungkook irritately said while stuffing delicious food into his rotten mouth. Yes. We were having lunc- no. Scratch the we. He was having lunch ; I was sitting like a statue in front of him. I rolled my eyes.

" well since you dragged me all the way from that shop to this damn restaurant which was god damn 3 km apart. " I sarcastically replied, resting my head on the table.

" only 3 km apart, to be exact. " He pointed out arrogantly yet teasingly.

" 3 km isn't worth just to watch a pig eating in front of me. " I hissed.

" are you talking about yourself? " Jungkook smirked.

" i said 'a pig eating in front of me'. are you dumb enough to understand that simple statement? " I rolled my eyes lazily as I was about to stand up to leave.

" where are you going? " He immediately asked, holding my wrist.

" home, duh. " I replied as if that was the most obvious thing.

" you're not going home before I am. " Jungkook still was holding onto my wrist. I ignored him as I glared at his dirty hand.

" holding my wrist is becoming a pleasing hobby for you, isn't it? " I raised a brow. He quickly let go of my wrist and kept his composure.

" nevermind. Just go. " He abruptly said, avoiding my eyes. I snickered.

" Jeon Jungkook is ashamed. " I teased. He rolled his eyes.

" I will not be ashamed of everything. " He told me, still avoiding my eyes.

" oh really? " I teased him. He shrugged.

" Why not? " He munched his beef. I chuckled as I stood up. He quickly averted his gaze at me, as he was about to hold my wrist again but he did not.

" chill man. I'm just ordering some meals. Afraid i'm leaving you alone, are you? " I playfully scoffed as I then stepped away from our wooden table, leaving him dumbfounded. His mouth was hanging open and both of his brown eyes who was attentively following me were showing a confused emotion. I giggled. Cute, I thought stupidly.

" What did you order? " Jungkook asked as soon as I laid my butt on the wooden chair.

" Food, obviously. " I replied teasingly. He rolled his eyes.

" Of course. You logically won't order a washing machine in a restaurant, duh. Unless you're logically dumb. " He mockingly said.

" Yeah. Says the one who was born as an ugly pig. " I scoffed.

" Pigs are cute tho. " He shrugged.

" Cute? Damn boy just a friendly reminder that a pig isn't pink-colored like what you've seen everytime in your pinky-girly cartoon. They all are just a big fatt animal who never does anything except sleeping all day, eating everything around them, -playing inside a brown-colored dirty mud where they won't clean themselves until the death of them. So still saying pigs are cute? " He blinked his eyes several times, staring at the smirking figure of mine. He rolled his eyes afterward.

" Whatever. Just make sure those pigs don't have ears so that they won't hear your vulgar speech about them. " He shrugged as he continued his useless lunch. I chuckled.

" Funny. " I sarcastically said.

" By the way mom asked me to drive you home. " He finished up with an iced lemon tea as he wiped his mouth.