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I can't believe how the time flies so fast; it seems like last time I was so happy to be with him, but now I feel irritated and annoyed by his presence. How can I not get pissed when he asks for a favour of teaching him the Thai language but ends up telling me I am teaching him wrong?
Does my boyfriend think he is more Thai than me? He acts like he knows everything, but it's exactly the opposite.
"Oh Mung chan si (look at me)." I hit his shoulder to get his attention after he was distracted by the TV show.
"Chaiii," he elongated the last letter to piss me off on purpose.
"Sawadekha chan chu Jungkook na kha (hello, my name is Jungkook)." I taught him the formal way of introducing yourself in Thailand.
"No, I think it's Sawadekha Jungkook na kha." See? This is why I am infuriated with teaching my boyfriend to speak Thai. He will ask me how to speak correctly, but when I tell him correctly, he will say that I am wrong.
"If you know already, why waste my time?" I folded my arms in front of my chest, grunting my frustrations towards his attitude.
"I need to learn more so that I can communicate with the armies and your family." His voice softened. "I need to catch up."
"But you already know the basics." I ruffled his hair through my fingers. "You understood when I told you to look at me and I spoke it in Thai."
"Because you always say that every time, and I got used to it." He pouted. "Jungkook-ah, Mung Chan Si," he imitated my voice.
"Khun man ba!" I pushed him flirtatiously because I am flattered a little bit when he copies me.
"I know you said I am crazy." He tickles me the second he knows what I mean.
"It's true – Ahhhhhhh!" I squealed so loud as he continued to poke my waist. "You are crazy." I tried to remove his hand or slap it, but he was so strong. "I will stop now, please."
He then releases me but still grips his hands on my waist, pressing his lips on mine.
"Back to the lecture, kook; stop flirting," I scolded him as he kept on distracting me in our little how-to-speak-Thai beginner version.
"Okay, one last kiss." He smacked his lips and had the audacity to bite my lower lip.
"Ouch." I instantly touch my swollen lip and hit his head with a throw pillow.
"That's Hermes. Try that local bra—" I didn't let him finish; I just continued to hit him until he would stop acting like a kid.
"I will stop." He raised both of his hands, and I put the pillow back on my thighs.
"Okay, so the next word is 'Pord han na ma thang ni.'" He nodded. "It means 'please face this way.'" He started mimicking my accent.
"Pod han na ma tang ne?" He is trying so hard to perfect the accent and the words.
"No, it's Pord."
"Pod?"
"Pord, P.O.R.D."
"Pord?" I gave him a thumbs up and gestured for him to continue.
"Pord han na ma tang ne"
"Thang ni," I corrected him.
"Tang ni"
"No, stick your tongue out; it's TH, not TA."
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Фанфикшн🦋SECOND BOOK OF THE TRILOGY; STILL MY EUPHORIA🦋 -on going edit- -This Book is based on Liskook Moments, Theories and Author's imagination- Story of Jeon Jungkook of BTS and Lalisa Manoban of blackpink. Now they have been each other's cause of eup...
