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Distractions-Jungkook (Fluff)

"We could just make up an excuse you know..." Jungkook yawned and stretched, his shirt riding up during the process.

"We can't. They want to meet you, oppa." You got up from the bed and crossed the room.

"Go get dressed. I picked out an outfit for you already, okay?" Your back was turned to him, so you didn't see him get up. But you definitely felt his muscular arms wrap around your waist, his breath at your neck.

"Hmmm...wae?" (WAE NAE MAMEUL HEUNDEUNEUN GEONDE) he nuzzled his face into your neck. "We could just... chill and watch T.V, order some pizza..." You grinned and smacked his arms away.

"Jungkook-ah, you're not going to be able to change my mind no matter what you do."

"Nothing at all...?" He pressed you up against the wall and before you could even react, his lips were on yours. All you could think was yesyesyesyesyesyes. You wanted this. No. Distractions are bad. Jeon Jungguk is bad. You came back to your senses and pushed him away, smiling.

"Yah! Stop trying to distract me!" You whined. He smirked at you again, and ran a finger down your cheekbone. You shivered.

"Y/N ah... I was just trying to make a point. Staying here would be much more fun than meeting your parents." His voice sounded seductive. (A/N; Ew, wtf?!)

"Jungkook, let's just go and see what happens, okay? Then we can chill."

Jungkook's expression quickly switched from his flirtatious smirk to sheer worry.

"What if they hate me?"

You stopped in your tracks, knowing full well that this was a possiblity. You parents were quite strict and overprotective.

"They wont hate you. You're too much like me, and they treat me like a princess."

Jungkook smiled and cupped your cheek.

"I don't want to be a princess." It took you a while to process what was happening. He was caressing your cheek and staring intently into your eyes. He had this way of making sure that you forgot about everything in the world but him and you.

"Oppa!" you pushed him away, scolding yourself for getting so easily distracted.

"Stop it Jungkook." You looked him straight in the eyes and sighed.

"Jungkook, I promise. I will give you whatever you want after we get through this dinner with my parents."

"Anything?"

"Anything." You repeated, getting up and grabbing the skirt you had laidout.

"Even...?" A hopeful smile spread across his face. (A/N: NO NOT THAT I AM NOT A PERV)

"Yes, Kookie, you'll get your lazy day..." You already knew what he wanted. "GO get dressed now, jagiya." He obeyed your orders, not even complaining when he saw the outfit he laid out for you.

-Hours later-

"...and here's Y/N ah when she was 3..." your mother passed a photo of you in a chicken costume to Jungkook.

"Awww, she's so cute!" Jungkook replied, smirking at you. You shot daggers at him with your eyes. He was enjoying this. You were not.

"Eomma, Appa, thanks for everything! WE should get going now!!" You threaded your arm through Jungkook's and headed to the door.

"Y/N, stay for dessert!" you father cried.

"Aniya appa, we'll be fine. Thanks again!"

"Nice meeting you, Jungkook, come over anytime!" You mother smiled warmly at him.

"Same to you. Thank you for everything!" He bowed, and the two of you left the house.

"You're so not getting your lazy day."

"Bwo? You promised!" There was no point in arguing with him.

"Okay. Fine." You smiled at Jungkook. It was impossible to stay mad at him.

"God, I love you."

"I love you too." You wanted to get home, but this idiot wasn't getting it. He was stalling. Big time. He reached across the seat and somehow managed to pull you closer to him. It wasn't long before you felt his lips on yours, moving faster this time. This time, you kissed him back. He pulled away, and smirk on his face.

"You're actually letting me kiss you?"

"I'm in no hurry. And we got through this dinner. You can kiss me all you want." You wished you hadn't said that last part. Knowing him, he would kiss you until your lips were swollen. Whoops. But then again...Who gives a damn? I can have all the distractions that I want. He can be as distracting as he wants. Almost as if reading your mind, Jungkook kissed you again, and whispered to you;

"I'm not distracting you, am I?"

-End-