23,4 jeon jungkook
4. “Buy your own shirts.” + 23. “You know I could beat you up, right?” + Jungkook
“Jungkook?” You called out, trying to locate the boy. He had called you while you were out with some friends, stating it was an emergency and to hurry home. But where was he?
“Babe! You’re here hello! Do you have 10 bucks?” Jungkook rushed out of your bedroom, shirtless.
“Uh, hello? Why?” You furrowed your eyebrows, confused as to why Jungkook would be asking you for 10 dollars.
“I need a new shirt. I don’t have a yellow one.” Jungkook pouted at you, raising his brows. He couldn’t look so cute while being shirtless.
“Just, wear green?” Jungkook had too many shirts, mostly white or black, and did not need more. He took up the majority of the closet space with his damn shirts.
“Green is not yellow, (Y/N).”
“You have a job that pays better than mine does. Buy your own shirts, child.” You glared at him. Jungkook did videos for youtube, and was really popular. Resulting him getting better paychecks than your job at a clothing store not too far from home.
“I haven’t updated my youtube account in 3 weeks so I didn’t get a paycheck last week…” Jungkook trailed off, his voice low. You groaned.
“I’m gonna kick your ass, get over here!” You put your bag on the table next to you and pulled Jungkook to you, putting his head under your arm.
“You can try, but you’ll fail.” He played along with you, pretending he couldn’t get away.
“You know I could beat you up, right?”
Jungkook laughed at that, he could easily beat you in a fight. Easily.
“I’m definitely the tougher one here. You wouldn’t stand a chance!” You playfully pushed Jungkook onto the couch, sitting on his stomach for three seconds.
“I. Win.” You smiled. Jungkook rolled his eyes, pushing you off of him so he could sit up.
Just as Jungkook was about to talk, your phone started ringing. You rushed to your bag and pulled your phone out. “It’s Namjoon,” You frowned, answering the call.
“Hi? Where are you? I told you to text me if Jungkook is okay.” Namjoon said, sounding slightly frustrated.
“Uh, sorry about that! He’s fine, just an overdramatic shit. I’ll leave now, see ya.” You turned to Jungkook, giving him a pointed look as you placed your phone in your bag again.
“Bye baby! Drive safe!” He said, leaning to kiss you. You pulled away, not wanting to get too caught up kissing him while he’s shirtless.
“Nope. Wait until I get back. Film a video so you can get paid again.” You slipped your shoes on and left Jungkook alone to figure out what to do for a video.