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"He actually talked back to the woman." Yoongi laughed.
"Who are you and what have you done to my Hoseok?" Jungkook said, smiling.
"It's still me, pabo." I said.
"Hey, that's my word."
"I apologize." I smiled.
I finished my cotton candy and threw the stick in the bin. "You guys," Jimin started.
"No more rollercoasters." I said.
"It's not a rollercoaster this time." He smiled.
"Then?"
"Haunted house." He smirked.
"Excuse you?"
"Haunted. House." He repeated. "Do you Korean?"
"I Korean very well but I am not stepping foot into a horror house, thank you very much."
"Party pooper." He pouted. "You choose, rollercoaster or haunted house?"
"None." I said.
"That's not fair."
"That's very fair."
"Hoseok!" He whined. "Fine, can we at least go try shooting some hoops? I want to get a stuffed animal for someone." Oh.
"Ooh, who's the lucky guy?" Jungkook asked.
"None of your business." He said. I looked down. Yoongi noticed and spoke up.
"What are we waiting for? Let's get some stuffed animals for Jimin's special guy."
"Yeah, let's go." I mumbled. Why am I even sad? I don't like him, do I?
We got to the basketball game thing and Jimin went up first. Surprising thing is, he didn't even get one ball in.
"Do you suck that bad at basketball?" Jungkook asked.
"N-no. The game must be rigged!" He stuttered.
"I'm sure I can get some in." Yoongi said. He got none either. "What the hell?"
"I'm sure I can get some in." Jimin mimicked him. Yoongi glared at him.
"I'll try." I said. The guy that worked there laughed.
"Are you sure a little guy like yourself can get some in the hole?" He smirked.
"I can get some unlike some people," I coughed, staring at him. Jimin and Yoongi laughed.
"Don't be so confident, you won't get any points."
"Try me, bitch." I said. Jungkook widened his eyes.
"Whoa, he's actually doing this."
"Don't get in his way." Jimin said.
I had fifteen basketballs and I had to at least get one to win something. And I did. On the last ball. The guy stared at me in shock.
"How did you do that? Barely any people got it in the hoop."
"I told you." I glared at him. "Now give me the stuffed bear."
He scoffed. "Stuffed bear? You think you'll get a prize for one point?" He laughed. "Look at the sign again, boy, it says you should get more than half to win a prize." He smirked.
"What?! Damn it!" I stomped my feet.
"What a kid." The guy laughed.
"Hey, watch what you say." Yoongi warned him. The guy shut up and Yoongi smirked. "That's more like it."
"Let's try some other game, this game is obviously stupid." Jimin said.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom, you guys go ahead."
"I'll come with you." Jungkook said. "Where will you guys be?"
"Around the arcade games. If you can't find us, just call."
"Alright." He nodded. We separated and we got to the bathrooms. "Hoseok? Are you okay?"
"What?"
"You seem down." He frowned.
"Jungkook," I whined.
"What? What's wrong?"
"I think I like someone." I mumbled.
"I can't hear you."
"I said, I think I like someone." I said, a little clearer.
His eyes widened. "You like someone?!" I nodded. "Who? Tell me!"
"Someone we know." I surprised myself by confessing that. "I think I like Jimin."
"This is so cute!"
"Jungkook! I feel like it's too fast but then again I can't stop thinking about him."
"I'm so setting you guys up."
"No! I don't want him to know. He doesn't like me back."
"And how do you know that?"
"I just do." I said. "Plus he likes someone else."
"Again, how do you know?"
"He said he wants to get a stuffed animal for someone."
"You never know. He might want to get it for you." He said.
"Yeah right," I rolled my eyes. "We have to go, they might be waiting for us."
"I'm so getting you guys together." He mumbled. I heard it but I just ignored.
We walked out and back to the arcade games. We spotted them and walked up to them. They didn't have any stuffed animal in their hands so I guess they failed to win any.
"Still rigged?" I asked.
"Yes." Jimin said. "I didn't win anything." He mumbled.
"I did." Yoongi smirked. I looked at him.
"Where is it?" I asked.
"Right here," He showed me his keys. He got a keychain with a kumamon on it. "It's an improvement. Congratulate me."
"Congratulations, at least you won something." I said, laughing. Jimin just rolled his eyes.
"I wanna try getting something." Jungkook said.
"Try that game, you can easily win. All you have to do is throw the baseball in the bowl and boom you get a Dora the Explorer pencil!" Yoongi gushed.
"You sound like a hardcore Dora fan." I laughed. "I planned your Halloween costume already."
"Pfft, I'm not getting into a Dora costume."
"Who said you'll be Dora?" I smirked.
"You scare me sometimes." He said.
"Good."
We went to the game that Yoongi was talking about and Jungkook tried playing it. He did get the baseball in the bowl but he got a baby stuffed animal instead.
"That's not fair! How can he get a stuffed animal and I get a keychain?!"
"Every pretty boy deserves a good prize." The guy said.
"What a flirt." Yoongi mumbled. "And I'm not pretty?!" Nobody answered him.
"Do you guys wanna go on the Ferris wheel before we go home?" Jungkook asked. My eyes widened, already knowing what he means.
"No, that's fine." I quickly said.
"What's the rush? Let's go." Jimin said.
I frowned at Jungkook as we made our way to the Ferris wheel. I did not want to sit in a cart with Jimin for half an hour in silence. We reached the front and Jungkook immediately pulled Yoongi to his side.
"Let's go, shall we?" He said, getting into the cart.
"I wanted to go with princess." Yoongi frowned.
"Too late." He said, pulling Yoongi with him.
"Why can't we all go together?" I asked.
"The cart takes two people only." The girl said. Oh. Fun.
"Well, that leaves us together." Jimin said. I nodded. We got in and the girl closed the door.
"Don't rock it." She said. Then it started moving.
"Hey Hoseok," Jimin started.
"Yeah?"
"Wanna rock the cart?"
"What? No. Jimin, don't." He just smirked. "Jimin."
"Yes?" He innocently said.
"Please don't." I mumbled. I couldn't look at him in the eye.
I felt like he knew. Right after I told Jungkook, I felt like he heard me somehow and now he's trying to avoid the subject. But in reality, he knows nothing. Nothing about the crush. Nothing about me liking him.
"Still a party pooper, I see." He smiled.
"Stop calling me a party pooper." I frowned.
"But you are one."
"I'm not." I said.
"Okay sure," He smiled. "I got you something."
"What?" I furrowed my eyebrows. He just put down his backpack and opened it. My eyes widened at the stuffed animal that was hidden in there. How come I never thought about this? Of course he would hide something in his backpack. He took it out and I noticed it was a red lion. "That's for me?"
"Yeah." He smiled at me, giving it to me.
"Why a lion?" I mumbled, taking it from him. "A red one at that."
"Lions are feisty, just like you." He laughed. "Plus when you blush, you turn so red so this kind of resembles you. It's cute."
So that person he was talking about was me? I feel like I'm turning red. I bet I look like a tomato. A very very red tomato. A fresh red tomato. Actually, a red lion.
"I like it." I said, hugging it. It wasn't big but it wasn't small either. It was perfect for hugging.
"I'm glad you do."
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update 2/3 bc i love u even more
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