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"Jungkook you scared the heck out of me!" You breathed out, your scream upon unexpectedly seeing him in your room taking your breath away for a moment. He stood smirking a bit upon having scared you and grinned at your form. "What in the world are you doing in here?"

He shrugged a bit and began walking around; touching all the trinkets on your desk and shelves  and making you a little nervous.

"I was bored," He said simply, "No game today." Jungkook laughed and held up a small Santa statue. You grabbed it from him and glared a bit before putting it back. He in turn faced away from you and went about continuing to touching your things.

"So you come and scare me to death?"

"Yes."

You rolled your eyes.

"I'm sure that was fun."

"Yes."

You huffed a little and immediately closed the drawers he had opened when he tried to look through your romance movies again. 

"Here's an idea, why don't you call Sam or something? Instead of trying to kill me by giving me a heart attack and breaking all my things?"

Jungkook blinked for a moment before looking down and rubbing his arm slightly.

"You... don't want to hang out with me?"

Oh darn it. It was the guilt trip you knew, but you did automatically feel bad for having immediately pushed him away.

"No!" You exclaimed, waving your hands to get him to know his statement was incorrect. "Sorry. It's not that at all." He cocked his head to the side and grinned.

"Good! I already asked Sam to come over."

"Oh?" You spoke briskly, still a little flustered that he had caught you off guard, "What did he say?"

Jungkook thought for a moment, trying to configure his own words.

"He is over. I locked him in the closet."

You laughed for a moment before you realized he was dead serious; his eyes twinkling in a mischievous light as your laughter died off.

"Wait... what?! Is he still there?"

"Yes! Let's go get food."

He began walking away but you immediately grabbed him by the ear; he hissing in pain as you jolted his head back. 

"Jungkook," You spoke sternly, he wincing under your hold and a small blush erupting across his cheeks. "Go let your friend out of the closet. We aren't hanging out until you do."

He pouted but winced once more as you tugged him over to the window.

"No fun," He mumbled as he climbed out, rubbing his ear as you let go. You followed behind to see the situation for yourself and sat on his bed as Jungkook reluctantly unlocked and opened the closet door.

Sam seemed to be pretty nonchalant regarding the issue. He was sitting in the bottom of the closet playing on his phone; looking up when light poured into the closet and he was deemed free.

Jungkook frowned and helped him stand up while Sam stretched a bit.

"(Y/N) made me," He spoke a bit angrily, sticking his tongue out at you. You did the same back towards him.

"Oh. Thanks I guess," Sam spoke your way before grabbing onto Jungkook's shirt collar. The two began fighting each other and you immediately squeaked in surprise before grabbing Jungkook's pillow to protect your self. You figured a fight like this must have been how Sam got locked in the closet in the first place and rolled your eyes at their actions.