[20 q’s | jungkook]
summary; 20 questions ends pretty well for you, you’d say. (gender neutral!)
You froze. You couldn’t fathom how one second you could be shocked and disgusted by him and the next trying to get your heart to slow down.
The epitome of a fuckboy.
You couldn’t deny the fact that you loved him- he was enticing, charming, and unnervingly sweet when he wanted to be.
When he wanted to be.
Other times, he was sickeningly frustrating- whether that was caused by how undeniably hot he was or how undeniably fucking annoying.
Jungkook [11:19]: Wanna play a game?
You sighed, swiping open your phone and praising God you didn’t have read receipts on. Although after pondering for a while, you decided that you should probably respond to the boy. It wasn’t like you were busy studying- your exam week was finished- what was the harm?
You [11:21]: What is this game exactly?
The response was quick, your phone buzzing almost immediately after you locked in.
Jungkook [11:21]: 20 questions.
Of course. The fuckboy game.
You scoffed. You had known Jungkook for upwards of three years, so why did he even want to play 20 questions?
Regardless of reasons, you were entertaining a boring night. What was the harm?