Mellifluous | JJK

Chapter 21

Prank

That bitch.

I burst into the room, my hair flying into my face from the gust of wind that actuated from the door.

I glowered at him through my eyelashes, daggers peeking between messy tendrils of hair.

And there was Jeon Jungkook, chatting happily with Taehyung, completely and utterly sober.

His focused obsidian eyes lifted to meet mine and he visibly shuddered.

"Minn..." he slurred half-heartedly, his eyes darting back and forth as if trying to find a way out.

Good, he has a survival instinct.

"Taehyung, would you please leave us for a moment, I think Jungkook and I need to discuss something, " my voice was slow and deliberate, every single word articulated to perfection.

"I don't think-" Taehyung started, palms up and puppy dog eyes locked and loaded, but not even those would dispell me of my anger.

"Let me rephrase that; Jungkook and I are going to have a conversation and you can choose to stay here or leave while you can, and I heavily suggest the latter," I said heatedly, my voice developing a low rasp from my anger.

"Sorry, Kook, I told you wasn't a good idea." He gave him a pitying pat on the shoulder and a quick nod in my direction as he speed-walked to the door.

Jungkook looked up helplessly from his spot on the bed, staring at Taehyung's back with betrayal written across his face. As the door shut behind him, the room was enveloped in silence and tension.

I aggressively pulled a chair from the corner and felt my blood rise from a simmer to a boil.

"I'll give you five minutes to explain."

Was I being too extra? Maybe.

But this boy tricked me and played with my feelings and if I let him get away with it scot-free who is to say it wouldn't start becoming the norm.

Also, I was mad he grabbed my ass while perfectly sober, but on the other hand, I've seen myself so I couldn't blame him.

What am I saying, if I could stop myself from grabbing his thighs he could sure as hell restrain himself too.

I stared at him expectantly, waiting for whatever excuse he could up with.

"It was just a prank, bro."

It was just a prank, bro.

That was his reasoning.

I think I should ban him from YouTube.

"I'm going to kill you." I stared at him calmly for a moment, before breaking out into a battle cry and lunging straight for him.

His eyes widened significantly, arms pushed out to stop me from making contact. I tried to outmaneuver him, but his strong hands gathered my own as he tugged me to him.

"I'm sorry, Aemin, I thought you wouldn't get mad," Jungkook's eyes fluttered softly as his soft voice grew balmy, regret evident in his tone.

"It was a supposed to be a prank on my Hyungs and I thought it would be fun to do it with you as well, I didn't mean to make you that mad."

Sighing, the anger drained out of me as quick as it came, I didn't even know why it made me so mad, to begin with.

"You keep confusing me," I muttered, dejected.

"What do you mean?"

"Did you try to kiss your Hyungs too?" I took a seat next to him on the bed, looking down at our linked hands.