"So, uh, why are you and (Y/n) so touchy touchy today?" Jungkook frowned as he watched Yoongi and I as we were cuddling on the plane.
"Why does it matter?" Yoongi rolled his eyes, using my head as a pillow.
"Because it's strange. I mean, I know you guys cuddle a lot, but I don't think 'frenemies' kiss," Jungkook ran his hand through his maroon hair.
"Whatever," Yoongi brushed him off, watching me write lyrics down for our album.
"Oh. My. Gosh," Jungkook got a big smirk, which worried me. "You guys are dating! Finally! Who confessed first?"
"Wait. You knew we liked each other?" I looked at the maknae, shocked.
"It was obvious. First, you guys would always blush around each other. Secondly, You guys are inseparable. If (Y/n) goes to one side of a room, you know Yoongi was going with her. Yoongi was going to get a drink, you bet he asked (Y/n) to come along. Lastly, you've kissed and gotten each other gifts that only a couple would get."
"(Y/n), you should change that to provoke," Yoongi snapped my attention away from Junkook. He was right, it made better sense with 'provoke'.
"What would I do without you," I sighed dramatically.
"You would be following every one of your brother's rules like a lost puppy. You wouldn't have fun," he snickered, a sly grin peaking through his lips.
"My brother isn't that uptight," I rolled my eyes playfully as I changed the word.
*Half an hour later*
"(Y/n), I'm bored," Yoongi intertwined our fingers, shaking my hand slightly before laying it back on my lap, but not removing his hand. Shrugging, I looked at him. Bad idea... He grabbed my chin, giving me a peck on the lips. Hitting him gently on the cheek playfully, he broke away.
"You like kissing," I guessed, flicking the mint haired man on the forehead. He was wearing his glasses, and may I say... OMO! SO ADORABLE!
"I'm just bored. I'm tired, but I can't sleep," he complained, grabbing my chin again, giving me a peck on the lips, then another peck. It wasn't anything deep, just cute.
"And you think kisses will help you?" I smiled at the cute boy. I have never seen him with glasses, and I was just gushing over him.
"Dunno," he shrugged. "Maybe I just want to give you a kiss." He traced my lip with his thumb, then gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.
I gave him a smile, nuzzling my head in the crook of his neck, feeling my eyes droop in exhaustion.
"Aish, Jiminie pabo for making you stay out that late," he whispered, and I heard him slightly yawn.
"And you're a pabo for waiting," I fought back for Jimin, who was lightly snoring behind us.
"Maybe I wanted to give you that note," he rolled his eyes. I swear. The amount of times he's rolled his eyes, I fear they're going to fall out.
"You roll your eyes a lot," I readjusted slightly, and he lifted his head slightly so I didn't hurt him. When I got comfortable again, he put his head back on mine. "And you call me asshole a lot."
"You are an asshole," I smiled into his neck, grabbing his hand and intertwining our fingers.
"You love me," he kissed the top of my head.
"Maybe," I giggled, closing my eyes.
"Whatever," he scoffed playfully, then said nothing else after that. Assuming he was asleep, I urged myself to sleep. We still had a few hours left of the plane ride.
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Dictionary:
Aish - Used when mad or annoyed
Jiminie Pabo- Jiminie is stupid
Maknae - the youngest in a group
Omo - oh my
Pabo - silly goose (friendly)/ idiot (unfriendly)
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Fanfiction"Donsaengs, meet my little sister." *** "Asshole." _______________________________ Kim Seokjin's little sister, Kim (Y/n) has come back from America after a few years. While she was gone, Jin had joined a boy group called BTS, which means wh...
