"What game?" I asked you.
"Hmm.. How about rock paper scissors?" You said.
I scoff.
"Pfft, seriously Jimin?"
"Yeah seriously." You said.
"Why?" I asked.
"I'm bored Byul. Pleaseee~" You pleaded and pout.
I can't say no to that face, god damn it.
"Okay, okay." I said.
"Okay." You said.
"Rock pa—" I was about to start the game but you stopped me.
"Hey, what? I thought you wanted to play that game." I said.
"I am, but we haven't made the rules yet." You said.
I laughed. "Rules? Are you kidding me? Is that necessary?" I asked.
"Yes, between us. Its necessary." You said.
"Okay then." I said and smiled.
"Okay, each time you win, you can do whatever you want to me." You said and look at me.
I look at your face and something came across my mind. "Can I slap you then?" I asked then giggled.
My small giggles suddenly turns into a laugh, just imagining you getting slap by me is so funny.
Your eyebrows jump. "Okay, fine. But, each time I win, I'll have to kiss you."
I stopped laughing after what you had said.
For real?
🙈💩🙈
[ a/n : put your
hands up in the
air ]