mafia . vkook

seventy four

Taehyung's PoV;

"Namjoon, just fucking do it. I swear to god." Jungkook threw his head back in frustration at Namjoon's hesitance.

My tongue subconsciously darted out to wet my lips once I saw Jungkook's exposed neck.

Taehyung, control yourself.

"That's easy for you to say!" Namjoon complained.

"Fucking hell. I'm gonna marry the man in a minute." Jungkook stood up, pacing around the room with his hands in his pockets.

"You're not helping." Namjoon whined childishly, a time that I was not used to hearing as he picked up the fatherly role of everyone.

"Alright. Alright." Jungkook suddenly turned to us, "I got this."

Jungkook grabbed a pen and some letter about a meeting, turning the paper over and drawing his quick plan.

"Something of great importance- cheesiness. Jin is a cheesy fucker and we need puns and jokes."

Jungkook scribbled down his notes.

I smiled at his writing.

It was messy as a result of his rushed writing and as a result of dropping out of education.

Some of his words lacked capital letters or had them where they were not needed.

His punctuation was overdone, exclamation marks and question marks everywhere.

He tapped the pen against his nose as he stared hard at the paper, his cheek puffed out in thought.

Whilst Namjoon stressed over how he was going to propose to Jin, Jungkook stressed over how to spell a word.

He stared at the word he'd just guessed, before shaking his head and leaving it to continue writing.

"Jungkookie- you're so cute." I cooed in admiration, my face in my hands as I watched with a bright smile on my face.

"I can't spell." He whined.

"Why are you stressing over spelling?!" Namjoon exclaimed.

"Why are you stressing? You already know Jin's answer." Jungkook retaliated.

"But what if he says no?"

"Then he says no. You wait a few years until he's ready and then ask again."

Namjoon nodded, somehow calmed down by Jungkook's less than reassuring words.

Jungkook coughed to get our attention, holding up his paper full of scribbles and doodles, a proud look shining in his eyes.

"Is that supposed to be me?" Namjoon asked, pointing to a character he'd drawn.

"Namjoon, this is a proposal plan not art class. We don't need to study how to draw you properly."

Namjoon muttered something about that being fair before sinking into his chair beside me.

Jungkook had set up the room so he was at the front on a table, me and Namjoon on small chairs facing him so it was like a presentation.

"First!" He shouted, "we need a place! Where was your first date?"

"Uh, the cinema I think."

"Fucking lame." Jungkook scoffed, "you're having it at the theme park. Jin loves food and riding things."

I pinched the bridge of my nose as Jungkook laughed at his sexual reference, coughing to cover his already obvious laughter up as Namjoon stared at him, mortified.