*throws clothes at him*

“The Souda (an encyclopedia compiled in the tenth century) tells the story of Hypatia and her choice not to marry. One of her students fell in love with her, and she discouraged him by throwing a used menstrual cloth in his face…. It had a powerful effect on him.” –Gillian Clark, Women in Late Antiquity: Pagan and Christian Life-styles

so the figure skating anime is coming but you know what else should totally be a thing? figure skater mikleo. like he specializes in water/ice and he’s slender and elegant and all. and sorey would be his biggest fan of course

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It was the bitter cold nipping at his ears that caught Jungkook off guard as he made his way through the barren campus to class.

‘Ah, I definitely underdressed,’he quietly chided himself as the chilly winds tousled his hair around–  granted, that’s what he got for not checking the weather when he rolled out of bed a half an hour earlier. A cardigan was definitely not enough. It was surprisingly cold for what was supposed to be a spring morning– a steaming cup of hot coffee was the only thing to provide some sort of solace to his hands as he also forgot to wear gloves. Yet as much as he disliked the cold, he disliked morning classes even more. But alas, it was the only block of time he could fit in his schedule – the woes of being a double major.

And so, it was his rambling thoughts that accompanied him to class that morning. ‘I guess the only good thing about morning classes is how quiet it is, he mused as he opened the doors to the main building, finally reaching his destination. He always appreciated silence, as it was one of the rarer thing to come by these days. There was a strange sense of tranquility that the morning brought, only to be filled with the bustling chatter of college students as gradually filled up the streets to go to class as the day went on.

Upon entering the classroom, he took a preliminary scan of the seats. Much to his chagrin, a good chunk of the seats in the area that he usually sat had already been occupied by his fellow students.

Maybe getting coffee right before class was a mistake– especially considering that he woke up late.

Actually no, that was a silly thought. If he had to be honest to himself he hadn’t, he probably wouldn’t survive the morning without– the caffeinated drink was a necessity these days more than a want. Ah, but it was his own fault for staying up so late the prior night to begin with …

As he bantered back and forth with his conscience, his footsteps made way to the back row with fewer people where his eyes fell upon a young man clad in all black. But what Jungkook noticed was not the attire nor the presence of the other – rather, it was the drink sitting in front of the bespeckled young man.

It was from the very same cafe as the drink he had in his hand– one of his favorite spots. The cafe in question was one of the hidden gems he had found – not that many people knew about it as it was off campus. It was actually next to one of the dance studios he attended, but even that was a bit far from the college grounds. 

“Excuse me,” he addressed the raven haired male with an inquisitive smile, taking a small step forward as if to make his presence known in the least intrusive way possible. There was a brief pause as the eyes behind the pair of glasses met his own, “is this seat taken?” – First Meeting

// College!AU JK based off of @ask-architectyoongi‘s AU!  :D

Attempted some sort of character sheet and wrote a drabble based off of what could have been JK & Suga’s first time meeting????? I got a bit carried away with it sorry LOL/LOOKSAWAY >___>

Every Other Weekend pt. 1

Prompt: After five years of marriage and two kids, you and Bucky decide you can’t make it work anymore.

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 1,345

Warnings: language, divorce, angst.

A/N: i got the idea of this from “Every Other Weekend” by Reba. (and “When You Love Someone” by James TW) flashbacks are in italics. also my first attempt at switching perspectives will come in a few parts. let me know what you think, and as always, let me know if you want to be tagged.

Tagged: @defendors @thorne93 @winterboobaer @marvelfandom-stuff @all-around-geek @cchrriissuuu @katexbishopx

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Originally posted by stuckwithbuck

“Bucky, stop.” You screamed. The tears streamed down your face as you watched him throw pieces of clothing into a suitcase.

“This was a mistake.” His eyes never met yours.

“I’m sorry?” You could no longer hear yourself over the ringing in your ears.

“Us…everything.” With that, he zipped the suitcase closed and wedged himself between the wall and you, out of the room and out of the house.

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headcanon: graves is entirely frivolous with credence and buys him absolutely anything and everything he might want to make up for lost time. that means the house is constantly adorned with flowers, credence always has to find a place in the pantry for more chocolates, and graves has to have credence’s wardrobe enlarged to fit in all the clothes he throws at him. also. graves with a silk scarf addiction, credence has a special drawer to keep all of them, colour coordinated.

CANON: sugar baby credence / sugar daddy graves

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Date Night


“I’m not rescheduling again John.” You say angrily, heading upstairs to take off your shoes. You had gotten ready for a date; one of your nicer dresses, your dancing shoes, everything, just to be stood up. Again.

“Y/N, come on. It’s only 11:30, we could still go out. The kids are still at Polly’s aren’t they?” He says, trailing behind you as you get into your pajamas.

“Yeah, they are, maybe you should go stay with them for the night.” You say angrily, throwing clothes at him.

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The SMH team have a Harry Potter party and everyone has to go as a character, no excuses.

  • Jack is forced to be Harry, even though he’s way too tall, but everyone wanted to see him in glasses and to loudly proclaim he looks just like his father, but has his mother’s eyes.
    Holster and Ransom wanted to find him a real owl but Bitty said no.
  • Ransom goes as Lee Jordan and spends the entire night commentating on the events of the party at great volume.
  • Dex is a Weasley. Which Weasley, you ask.  All of them.
    (no, he was not given a choice).
  • Bitty was given suggestions such as Professor Flitwick and Professor Umbridge because of his height. He ignores both and goes as Dobby instead. People throw clothes at him all night.
  • Shitty goes as Dumbledore and spends half the evening dispensing Sherbet Lemons and wise advice. The other half is taken up by muttering cryptic warnings to Jack, who doesn’t understand most of them.
  • Holster agonises for eight days over his decision, before finally choosing Professor McGonagall, who is in his top 5 favourite characters of all time. He spends most of the evening chasing after Ransom, telling him to watch what he’s saying in a high-pitched voice and a passable Scottish accent.
  • Lardo goes as Sirius Black, and is undoubtedly the coolest person in the room. She shows up on a motorcycle. No one knew she could even drive one. Her moustache and flow rival Shitty’s.
  • Chowder goes as Hagrid, who was always one of his favourite characters. His costume is so good that it takes the team half the night to realise exactly who it is, and that’s only because he brings out his largest stuffed toy shark as a “pet”.
  • Nursey goes as Gilderoy Lockheart because they’re both extremely good-looking and has everyone around him laughing all night at his perfect blend of self-absorption and complete incompetence. He composes poems about himself on the spot.
  • Parson crashes the party halfway through the night, loudly announcing his displeasure at not being invited, and that “My father will hear about this”.
Cliff’s edge- Jeffmads- Chapter one

James woke up in a warm bed and multiple pillows supporting his head. He yawned, snuggling deeper into the sheets until he realized. This was not his bed. He was not home. He panicked and looked to his side, seeing the infamous hunter, Thomas Jefferson and opening his mouth to scream before his memories came back. He was at the school of the hunters. He was so fucked.

“Ya know you look cute when you sleep.” Thomas commented and James glared at him. “You fucking tree” He snarled.  Thomas frowned. “There is too much anger for someone your size.”

“Well you’re too much of a dick for someone with such a small one.” James snapped and Thomas’ eyes widened. “That one really stung, now get dressed.” James did as he said, throwing on the clothes that Thomas tossed to him. They were obviously too small for Thomas but still slightly baggy on James. 

They walked outside, James wearing one of Thomas’ jackets, ignoring how Thomas was cooing over how cute it looked on him. They ran into someone and the man raised an eyebrow. “Thomas, you made a new friend?”

“This is James, he’s a dragon.”

James frowned, holding out his hand. “Sorry for Thomas’ rude introduction, but yes my name is James, James Madison to be exact. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

The man shook his hand, grinning. “Hercules Mulligan. Likewise.”

“EXCUSE ME?!?! He get a nice ‘pleasure to meet you’ and I get screamed at?”
“Well they didn’t murder an innocent life, now did they?”

“NEITHER DID I!”

Poor Hercules began to back up slowly, his arms raised in front of him.

It was then another man ran up to them, throwing his arm around Thomas. “Ah, mon ami!”

Hercules’ eyes widened. “LAFAYETTE RUN WHILE YOU CAN!” He screeched and James turned to Lafayette. “I assume you’re lafayette. Sorry for the arguing Thomas was being petty and immature-”

“OH I’M PETTY? YOU WANTED TO STAB ME!”

James ignored him and smiled, putting his hand out to shake. “I’m James Madison.” Lafayette shook his hand. “The Madisons? We’ve studied your bloodline before, it’s quite powerful. Whatcha doing here?”

James frowned. “Well, Tommy here decided to kidnap me.”

“Oh, yeah I’ve had to do that.” Hercules said with a shrug and Lafayette and James stared at him blankly.

“Did you ever think of just asking them politely?” James offered and Thomas and Hercules shrugged. “Not really.” They said at the same time. “Anyways, we already contacted your family to tell them you’ll be staying with us for at least a couple of months.”

“At least?!”
“Sorry, babe”

“Don’t call me babe”

“Can I call you mine?”

Lafayette and Hercules chuckled nervously, Hercules reaching into his pocket, throwing condoms at them, grabbing Lafayette’s hand and running.

“OH YOU ARE SO DEAD” Thomas yelled, grabbing James and dragging him after him as they sprinted after the pair.  James let a soft laugh be torn from his throat, running with Thomas. See shifters don’t feel grief. They feel anger and sadness about it, but death happens commonly in their species. So they learn to get over it quickly. James however still felt something tugging at his heart. He didn’t bother to focus on it, instead allowing himself to be dragged after Hercules and Lafayette. James continued to run, only to trip over a rock, landing face first on the ground. “Fuck.”

“Are you okay midget?”
James turned a bright red. “Don’t call me midget, you goddamn tree.”
“Wait are you tiny as a dragon? Like a shoulder dragon?”

James got to his feet, a bright red bush on his cheeks. “Shifters can’t turn into shoulder dragons.” He mumbled something.

“I’m sorry, what?”

“I just happen to be the smallest recorded dragon size that they’ve ever seen, okay!”

Thomas stared at him then burst out laughing. “Oh my god that is hilarious.” He said gleefully, his eyes lighting up. “I bet you’re so adorable!”

James’ eyes narrowed. “I hate you.”

Thomas chuckled. “Now, c’mon let’s get to the library.”

James blew out a puff of air. “Why?”

“I need a book, duh.”

When they walked into the library James went off to explore, hesitating when he heard an unfamiliar voice, peeking through the books. “What’s wrong, dragon lover? You got nothing to say?” The boy taunted, smirking at Thomas. James remained hidden behind the shelves, using his excellent hearing to listen in on the conversation.

“James is a good guy, not all shifters deserve to die!”

“Please, they’re useless, all they can do is kill.”

James stepped out from behind the shelf, his hand out. “Fun fact about shifters, we can talk telepathically and control fire even out of our dragon forms.” He said casually, closing and opening his fist, a ball of fire appearing in his hand, lighting up his face, his smirk looking almost twisted. “So I politely request you to leave my friend alone, and do some research on shifters.” James said in a soft voice, not sounding threatening at all. The boy smirked, putting his hand out. “Alexander Hamilton.” He said and James let the fire die down, shaking Alex’s hand. “If you want to find out how a real hunter acts I suggest contacting me.” Alex added on and James chuckled. “You’ve got quite a lot of confidence.” He noted and Alex shrugged. “Don’t see why I should hide it.” He countered, still holding onto James’ hand. James grinned. “I do hope we meet again, Mr. Hamilton.” He said, retracting his hand and pulling Thomas away.

“Please, feel free to call me Alex.”

Thomas whirled on James. “What was that?!”
James chuckled. “What, am I not allowed to make friends?”

“Lafayette, you can be friends with.” Thomas countered and James shook his head, laughing softly. “Just lead the way to our dorm, please.”



@artandshitposts helped me plan this out so bless them. 

phoenix and edgeworth: good dads who nurture their kids and enrich them with a well rounded upbringing fostered by a variety of activity and study

apollo and klavier: good dads too but sometimes klavier pretends he’s going to throw the kids’ soiled clothes at apollo to watch him freak out and it’s pretty childish

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LGBT+ books: The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

“A grass-stained foot hangs loose. Locks of tousled hair have slipped from the makeshift shroud. The numbness now is merciful. A last few moments of it. Then, the fall. He snatches for his sword to slash his throat. It is only when his hand comes up empty that he remembers: he gave the sword to me. Then Antilochus is seizing his wrists, and the men are all talking. All he can see is the bloodstained cloth. With a roar he throws Antilochus from him, knocks down Menelaus. He falls on the body. The knowledge rushes up in him, choking off breath. A scream comes, tearing its way out. And then another, and another. He seizes his hair in his hands and yanks it from his head. Golden strands fall onto the bloody corpse. Patroclus, he says, Patroclus. Patroclus. Over and over until it is sound only.”

Joonas Rask - short Drabble 23

anonymous asked:

For the drabbles can you do 17 and 23 for Joonas Rask?

Originally posted by leksakomarov

“Babe, I’m sorry.” Joonas rask said.  

You had been dating for about a year. You had been getting suspicious lately that there was someone else.  You couldn’t quite put your finger on it and you had no solid proof until tonight.  

You had received a text that simply stated thought you should know underneath a picture of Joonas and a big boobed blonde.  You were beyond pissed.  You had one rule, look but don’t touch.  You had told him this in the very beginning. He could look at whatever pretty thing crossed his path as long as he didn’t touch.  Apparently he didn’t listen very well.  Currently you were throwing cloths into a bag, only half listening to him try to apologize.  

“Suck my ass.” You spat with venom.  You refused to stay with someone who cheated. In your opinion, it showed a lack of respect for you and for themselves.

“I’m sorry. It was a stupid mistake. A one-time thing.”  He tried to reason.  

“Do you think I’m stupid.” You replied. “If it was a one-time thing your teammate would have covered it up instead of throwing you under the bus.”  

You looked up from the bag that was half full to see he looked so sad.  Steeling your resolve, you reminded yourself he had done this to himself.   You zipped up the bag and headed for the door, him following on your heels.  

“Please (Y/N) tell me how to fix this.” Joonas pleaded.

“you can’t” you fired back “Dueces Douche canoe” you called over your shoulder while slamming the door behind you.

Step Bro... Fuck Buddy... or Love?

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid


Genre: Smut ( NSFW )

Members: JungKook & Reader

Word Count : 1946


JungKook is still in my room and we are nakedCrap !

JungKook is asleep so I slightly touch him to wake him up, whispering.

“JungKook”

He turns to side but doesn’t wake up so I touch him again.

“JungKook”

He opens his eyes with a murmur.

“What is it kitten? Why are you awake?”

I lean in to explain.

“My mum and your dad… They are home.”

He realizes how urgent the situation is and gets up. I throw his clothes at him just to be quick but he rushes to my side giving me a kiss before he goes back to his own room. Our parents walk upstairs just as he closes his door and I let out a breath in relief. My mum knocks on my door.

“Sweetie…”

I pretend to be asleep. At the breakfast it is even more awkward. I do not dare to lock eyes with JungKook and he gives me slight smirks. As we are getting ready I leave the door slightly open for him to see me and wear my black stockings. He bites his lips as he watches me but does not do anything. Just as we decided before we walk into school seperately and I think he is going to avoid me but instead he sits next to me. I give him a questioning look.

“Chill out kitten… It is normal to sit with your classmate.”

I whisper in defense

“You have got a girlfriend”

JungKook rolls his eyes.

“Tchh… Like I care”

I actually get mad at him but don’t talk back as the teacher walks in. He sits next to me during all the classes till the luch break and when we are back it is not different but I do not find it weird anymore. It’s fifteen minutes of the lesson, I am literally sleeping then I feel JungKook’s hand peek under my skirt. I take a look around while trying to push his hand away. He leans in, whispering through my ear.

“Stand still and keep quiet…”

He pushes my skirt up, hooking his finger to the edge of my stocking pulling it just to leave it back.  I gasp but make no sound at all. His hand move along my inner thighs and I try to keep a poker face. I do not fight JungKook as I know I will loose it but as his finger reaches to my panties I give a look. However he ignores me, just going on with his teasing. JungKook moves his fingers over the lace then pushes it aside. I bite my lip as his finger moves around then circles my clit in a painfully slow way. I just cannot help whimpering.

“Uhh… JungKook”

JungKook quickens his moves as I bite my lip and burry my head to my desk. He pushes two fingers inside and I just bite my own finger not to make any sound. He moves them fast, scissoring and twisting which drives me insane. When he curls them up my body tenses. I can feel his smirk as I cannot help but move my hips. He pushes harder and causes me to come in the middle of class, in public. My body slightly shakes as his magical fingers ride my high. I keep my head over the desk till I come back to my senses.

JungKook steals glances from me for the rest of the day and when we go back to home we both pretend as if nothing is going on. Dinner is quiet and peaceful. My mum is calm and happy chatting about random stuff.  

After both our parents go to sleep I quietly tiptoe to sneak into JungKook’s room. He is casually laying on his bed, watching something on his laptob. Only in his dark blue sweatpants and nothing more. The view is delicious but JungKook is surprised as he sees me.

“Kitten”

He stops whatever he is watching as he gestures me to sit next to him. I murmur as I lay down between his arms.

“I cannot sleep”

He nuzzles my neck as he gives me a nonchalant smirk

“You want me to help with that”

In the end we have a crazy night again and this time I have to bite his lip to keep quiet. I fell asleep in his room but just change in there indeed.

A month pass by pretty much the same. We spend so much time together with JungKook. We talk, walk, watch something or hang out together and after the midnight we sneak into each others room. JungKook gives me pleasures that I become addicted to. He is rough, he knows all my weak spots, he uses my body at his will. He even gives me hickeys but I don’t care. When my mum or his dad ask I use my clumsiness as an excuse. My best friend Jimin notices that there is something but I don’t tell him anything about me and JungKook. However JungKook knows about Jimin.

My mum and his dad are out for the weekend. I hear JungKook talking on the phone then he walks through me as I sit at the white leather couch. His eyes are darker then ever and I know there is something wrong.

“What’s going on JungKook?”

He is pretty much serious, voice low.

“The date is set Kitten. They are getting married in 21 days.”

I give out a histerical laugh.

“This means we are officially going to be…”

He nods, saying

“You are going to be my sister…”

I roll my eyes, burrying my head into his neck.

Oh My God I will have to call you oppa then?”

His eyes are wide as he shakes his had wildly.

“Don’t even start with that… For fucks sake… This is nuts…”

He cannot finish his sentence then the room fells into a sharp silence. Both of us are deep into our thoughts for a few minutes but JungKook is the first to break the silence.

“Kitten”

Then our words are whole the same.

“For one last time ! “

I pull him into a kiss. His nails dig into the back of the couch as he lays me down. I am in my dark purple nightgown so he easily pushes it up. He rushes his jeans and boxers. No teasing no fore play. This is unlike of JungKook. I open my legs for him as he leans down on me.

His lips meet mines as he whispers.

“Here, the table over there, bath… You won’t be getting any sleep tonight”

Even those words and his kiss are enough to get me wet and ready for him. I find my heaven again as he sinks into me. My fingers travel around his neck then I pull his hair as his moves are hard and deep. I pull him to myself to kiss him but he doesn’t.

“I want to hear you moan and scream my name”

With that his hips snaps back even more forcefully. He puts one of my legs to the edge of couch as he finds a new great angle. I do not realize that I burry my nails into his skin. Pulling back JungKook sits down taking me over him. He lets me to have control for a while. I put my hands over his shoulders to get some support. I find my own rythm as I move up and down over his member. As my release becomes closer JungKook takes control as he holds me up, thrusting faster and harder. JungKook orders with a husky voice.

“Rub yourself and do not stop till I say so”

I do as he says but it makes me so sensitive that I cannot help moaning out loud shamelessly.

JungKook…uhhcan I stop

His hips hits to a deeper place sharply.

“No”

He goes on even harder and I do not last long. When I come all around him JungKook pulls out, gives me a long passionate kiss. Our next spot is the dinner table. He lays my upper body over it as he kicks my feets apart with his own. He gives me some light spanks then his hands are over each side of my ass to keep me open for him. He slids into me slow yet powerful. JungKook groans right beside my ear as he pushes into me faster. Later he lifts my leg up, placing it over the table causing me to feel him even more. Trying to hold on I desperately put my hands each side of the table but my strength is not enough. Lost in all the sensations I murmur

Ahh… JungKookDon’t…Don’t stop please

JungKook moves me up, turns my body around. His lips crashes to mine.

“I won’t stop till you faint Kitten… Not even if you beg me to stop”

He slowly throws me backward to the table, pulling my hips till the edge of it. JungKook begins his delicious moves again. It feels so good that tears begin to pile up. I put my hand over his groin for him to slow down but he doesn’t and I am glad. My walls clench around him as that familiar feeling builds up around my stomach. JungKook’s moves becomes erratic as I came around him again.

When he lifts me up I whisper.

“How can you keep still…It’s just”

He laughs at my words as he lifts me to the bathroom upstairs. When he pushes me through the wall of the bath he takes a step back. Starting the water he pushes my legs aside, holding the cold water over my burning core. I try to push it away but he holds my hand as he rubs it there. I cry out only then he pulls it back. JungKook leaves the warm water to fill the bathtub as he takes my leg over his arm and slids into me again. It is pouring down over our bodies and I cannot keep my hands off of JungKook. His muscular arms, toned back and delicious abs. He is pure perfection and all mine right there and then.

I go crazy with those perfect moves hit all the right spots. As the bathtub is filled he slips into the water taking me over him. He is inside me again and lifting me up and down with fast strong moves. Waters adds to the pleasure and I am not able to scream, moan or form words anymore. To be honest my only reality is JungKook and what he is doing to me. JungKook lays my upper body over his, rubbing my clit which sends shivers through my whole body.

“Never forget who is doing this to you Kitten… Noone will ever make you feel like this”

The only thing I can do is to nod. He snaps his hips, voice is breathy and husky.

“Say my name Kitten and I will let you come”

I say his name out loud then he mercilessly hits my sweet spot till we both are about to come. His member begins to pulse inside of me and he just slows down to pull out but I move my hips.

“Come inside of me JungKook”

With that he gets faster and we both come at the same time. My body violently shakes as my orgasm hits through. His warm seed leaks into me before he slowly pulls out. We say nothing but lay inside the water for a while.

It feels like a farewell and it is pretty much like that. Afterwards we both ignore each other at all costs. At home, at school… Not even a word is spoken… Until that day…

@taegijana @angelic-kook-trash @noir0neko @i-love-kookies @gayforjjungkook @mykawaiikookie @batmaniskpopaf @carolinespitfire @jungkookiesjagiya

the sight of calum coming back from his shower would be quite something because you wouldn’t have seen him for a couple of weeks and he’d quickly throw some of his most comfortable clothes on and as you’d observe him you’d notice how much clothing he’s putting on himself compare to the temperature in your flat and that would just show how tired he is because he’s getting all cold from his lack of sleep. he’d then come on the bed and he’d place his head on your tummy and maybe he’d grab one of your hands, “what else did i miss?” he’d say and you’d giggle softly, telling him to go to sleep but he’d insist and he’d try so hard to have a conversation with you, but most of his sentences wouldn’t make sense and he’d keep talking about the same things over and over and sometimes you’d have to wait a good twenty seconds to hear the last word of his question and his eyes would be closed during most of the conversation and he’d sometimes open them really widely before closing one eye and you’d be looking at him and he’d look so comfy - to the point where you feel comfy looking at him - and he’d give your hand a little squeeze before he’d finally pass out and omg calum pls

@pcrcbctci

“ do you plan on showing up every time I don’t have pants on? “ the other seemed far too pleased with himself as he throws clothes at him for the second time. by the angel, all he wanted was a shower. not to find his parabatai seated on the bed he’d been using for the last few days. Alec still seemed convinced that this was some sort of personal choice. that he was fully enjoying his time spent with the warlock. 

Hello melaniejayne924! Thank you so much for requesting!


Jin: I’m so sorry…Wow. I’m gonna wait outside.

Suga: I should walk in without knocking more often

Jimin: Hey there. You look amazing. I gotta go. Do that thing. *doesn’t move* 

V: Is this real life?

J-Hope: *speechless until you throw an article of clothing at him* 

Rap Monster: Jagi, I didn’t know that you were hiding this from me

Jungkook: *sweats nervously*