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Oh my god...

Who is that?

Hearing muffled thumps echoing in my room, I lifted my head up, now hearing the loud bangs that were resounding on my door.

"Who's there?" I yelled frustatedly as I got up, ruffling my dry hair that were falling into my face.

I walked up to the door, peeking from the kehole when I already saw a big round eye staring right through it.

"Oh my god, I swear-"

I quickly unlocked the door, only to get attacked by a grown-up infant.

"Jungkook-ah! Oh sh-" he quickly covered his eyes as he saw my bare chest and I let out a squeak.

"Taehyung.."

"I know you're hot but stop roaming naked around your house." He peeked through his fingers, mouth formed into a rectangular shape.

"Okay, I'll change." I replied.

"Did you just woke up?" Now making his way to my bed, he plopped himself down, his sharp eyes roaming across my messy room.

"Yes." I replied as I picked up my shirt and phone from the ground, checking if it's broken or not.

"I called you ten times. Why don't you pick up?" He pouted, and I stared back at him.

"Don't know."

"You're weird, Jungkook."

"I know that."

"Well, we decided to go to the mall today. You remember?"

Oh shit...

I completely forgot..

"Yes, I remember."

"What are you waiting for? It's already 11. Get ready." He whined as he took out his phone, crossing his legs.

I don't want to go anywhere today.

Should I refuse?

But it would be rude.

"Taehyung, I have a stomach ache." I said and he looked up, his dark brown eyes staring at me.

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