rock paper scissors || pjm

rock paper scissors

"What game?" I asked you.

"Hmm.. How about rock paper scissors?" You said.

I scoff.

"Pfft, seriously Jimin?"

"Yeah seriously." You said.

"Why?" I asked.

"I'm bored Byul. Pleaseee~" You pleaded and pout.

I can't say no to that face, god damn it.

"Okay, okay." I said.

"Okay." You said.

"Rock pa—" I was about to start the game but you stopped me.

"Hey, what? I thought you wanted to play that game." I said.

"I am, but we haven't made the rules yet." You said.

I laughed. "Rules? Are you kidding me? Is that necessary?" I asked.

"Yes, between us. Its necessary." You said.

"Okay then." I said and smiled.

"Okay, each time you win, you can do whatever you want to me." You said and look at me.

I look at your face and something came across my mind. "Can I slap you then?" I asked then giggled.

My small giggles suddenly turns into a laugh, just imagining you getting slap by me is so funny.

Your eyebrows jump. "Okay, fine. But, each time I win, I'll have to kiss you."

I stopped laughing after what you had said.

For real?

🙈💩🙈

[ a/n : put your
hands up in the
air ]