Rosekook Oneshots | ✓ - Chapter 7: Chapter 7

Rosie's anus began to spasm. With every second that went by, she tried to hold it in.
It was too late.
A small squeak exited her bum hole. The sound of her farting caused Jungkook to look over at her with his brows furrowed.
"Did you just... Fart?!" There was a sound of amusement in his voice.
Rosie pursed her lips together, "Maybe?"
"Weirdo!" He murmured.
She didn't know why she felt so embarrassed. Jungkook and Rosie have been best friends since birth!
They have seen everything, and done everything together. They have seen all the good, and bad sides of each other. They even have burp competitions! And not to get started on the fact that they still bath together sometimes, and even sleep in the same bed (even though they will soon be seventeen.) Don't get them wrong, they're just friends.
Best friends.
"During the best part?" He asked, annoyed, "They were about to kiss, and now all I'm going to smell is your stinking fart!"
"Since when are you interested in the kiss scenes?" Rosie defended herself.
Yes. They were pretty much always arguing over the most stupid things. But that's what made their relationship a relationship. Their parents always saw them as just close siblings. That was also mostly the reason why they didn't care if Rosie and Jungkook still acted like five-year-olds with each other because no one could picture them dating.
Jungkook's face started going red, and before Rosie knew it the sound of a fart came from the cushion he was sitting on.
"EW!" She shrieked as she hit him with a pillow.
They both called it even and sat down to finish watching.
"I need a bathroom," Rosie whispered.
Jungkook picked up the remote and pressed the pause button, "Me too."
They both turned their heads to meet each other's eyes.
There were three bathrooms in the Jeons house. One was his parents' bathroom; completely OFF limits. The second was his brother Jung Hoseoks's bathroom; also completely OFF limits. The only other bathroom there was, was Jungkooks bedrooms bathroom.
"It's a number two." Rosie squinted her eyes.
"Same." He whispered back.
Before they knew it they both sprinted up off the couch. Since Jungkook was closer to his room door, Rosie grabbed his leg, causing his tummy to fall on the extended part of the couch.
"Damn it, Ro!" He moaned.
She giggled and started heading for his room. Before she could open the door she felt hands wrap around her waist and pick her up.
Curse being small!
He threw her to the couch, and before he could reach the door handle, she jumped on his back.
"Yah! Ro, let go!"
She pulled his head into a headlock, "Ladies first!" She answered.
"Are you two seriously fighting over the bathroom again?"
The two stopped fighting and froze when they noticed Hoseok with a glass of water in his hand.
"What about it?!" Jungkook asked, irritated.
"Hope! He won't let me go first!" Rosie pouted.
Hoseok furrowed his brows, "Yeah, don't get me involved. And please, clean up the blood when you finished with him."
Since their parents were on a trip together, Rosie was told to stay at the Jeons' house for the week that they are gone.
Hoseok would usually act as the peacemaker, but in all honesty, he didn't care.
When he vanished behind his room door, Jungkook managed to get Rosie off of him. He opened his door but before he could close it Rosie managed to slip through. She headed straight for the bathroom making Jungkook grab her from behind again, only this time he pinned her to his bed. They both froze when they felt their faces close.
"Y-yah." Rosie whispered, "My ass is cramping."
Jungkook swallowed, he didn't know where it came from, but he harshly pinned his lips to hers. He whimpered at the taste of her plump cherry lips. He didn't know if she would kill him or admit she felt the same after this.
He pulled away from her shocked expression. Before she processed it he ran to the bathroom, and locked the door. She glared harshly at his bathroom door before getting up to take a dump in his parents' bathroom.
What? They will never know because they're still gone for another five days.
"JUNGKOOK!" Rosie was yelling through the house.
When she got out of the bathroom he was no were to be found. Finally, she headed towards Hoseok's room.
"Have you seen Jungkook?" She asked.
Hoseok was sitting comfortably on his bed, while smiling at his phone, "No," he answered.
Rosie rolled her eyes, "Unless you want your blood mixed with his in a body bad, tell. Me. Where. He. Is!"
He swallowed and then made a gesture with his eyes. He looked down at his bed.
"Tell me!" Rosie played along as she made her way to Hoseok's bed, "Where did he GO!"
On the word 'Go' she bent down and lifted the hanging bedding, to reveal Jungkook lying down on his side. Their eyes connected, and she pulled him by the ear.
"You can't just play a cheating trick like that and expect to get away with it!" Rosie pulled him out from under the bed and walked him over to the door, "Thanks, Hope!" She smiled at him and closed his room door while ignoring Jungkooks cries.
"Alright!" Rosie let go of his ear, and he quickly sat down on the edge his bed, "What was it for? Do you like me?"
Rosie was always one to get to the point.
"I- Uhm, I" He bit his lower lip, "Yes."
Her eyes widened. She was not expecting it to be that easy.
"How long?"
"Only for a year now!" He held his breath, hoping she doesn't hate him.
"Ah! Mine's just under a year." She replied.
"W-what?"
"Oh!" Rosie quickly walked over to him and moved his knees further apart so she could place herself in between his legs, "I like you too."
His heart started beating faster. Yes, they have always acted like a married couple, but why when he knew he could finally call her his, he wanted to just...
"Jungkook?"
Jungkook snapped out of his impure thoughts, "Huh?"
"Are we dating then?" She asked, confused.
He nodded, "Fuck yeah!"
"Great,' She whispered as she raked her hand through his hair, making the funny feeling in his tummy get bigger, "Then..." She trailed off as she leaned in closer to his face, "I can do this."
She placed her lips on his once again. He slid his hands around her waist to pull her closer, but it wasn't enough.
He needed her closer.
As if reading her mind, she pushed on his shoulders, making him lay down on the bed. She placed her body right on top of his. When they start using tongue she suddenly grins in the middle of it.
"What?" He murmurs through their kisses.
She was totally the type to grin in the middle of a makeout session.
"Nothing," She whispered before removing her lips from his and trailing her kisses down his neck, "You're just a good fucking kisser." Her breath on his neck made his penis pointing to the roof.
"Crap!" he whispered hoping she didn't hear.
She can pretty much read his mind at this point because she looks down and chuckles at the sight of his friend desperately trying to get out of his pants.
She looks back up at his face and places a hard kiss on his lips,
"How about I help you with that, Baby?"