enjoy 1k words of liskook ranting about balls

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Jungkook got kicked right into his balls, stumbled into a darkened room and collapsed on the floor with a loud groan in pain.
He just stayed on the cold floor, hugging his own legs while he tried to forget about the intensifying pain rushing through his lower body.

"Shit", he cursed to himself, trying not to cry. He was a man after a all, not some kid that cried.

Probably every man would cry if they'd be kicked in their balls, but Jungkook didn't like to admit that so he just ignored the fact.

"Oh my gosh, Kook! You okay?", a girl's voice almost scared Jungkook to death, he was definitely taken by surprise. She rushed over, kneeled down and helped him to sit back up.
Jungkook was too confused to answer, "W-what are you doing here?", he asked softly as he realised it was Lisa who sat there.

The girl's blonde hair was a mess, the curls she did for the party loosely swinging above her shoulders as she tried to support his balance. Jungkook whimpered in pain after she sat him up. "Are you bleeding?!", he asked after taking a closer look at the girl's head. There was a wound on her forehead, blood flooding out nonstop.
"It's nothing, don't worry", she quickly hummed.

"What happened? Who did that?", Kook asked, softly brushing her hair back so it wouldn't happen to stick to the wound.

Lisa shrugged, "Some guy grabbed me and dragged me out of the room. Then he hit me on my head and when I came back to consciousness I was here-"
Jungkook groaned, "Same."

"That's fucking up my mind", Lisa sighed, Jungkook nodded in agreement. "I hate not knowing what happened in between the last hour or so", she whispered.

Jungkook stilled and glanced down on her, "Have y-you-- do you think someone d-did-"
Lisa quickly pressed her finger on his lips. "No, shut up. I don't think so", she got up then and hieved Jungkook over to the bed.

"I think that's my father's work", Jungkook suddenly said. "He was mad at me, then this happened."

Lisa's eyes widened, "He wouldn't do such a thing to his own son-"
Jungkook gulped. "He did far worse, Lisa."

She tilted her head, "What do you mean?"

"Y'know it has its reasons why no one ever dares to speak up against him. I don't want to talk about it tho", his gaze lowered as he touched his balls to see if they were still there.

"Would you not touch yourself in front of me?", the girl snapped but Kook only glared at her.
"Girl, I got to check if I'm still functioning!"

"You can't get Taehyung pregnant anyways", she rolled her eyes.
"True", he hummed. "But I'm sure he likes my balls in a healthy form more than disfigured-"

"Stop", Lisa sighed quietly. "Your balls are fine, I would know I licked them before-"

Jungkook scrunched his nose, "That's so gross and disgusting and I honestly want to vomit right now right here", he complained, hiding his face in embarrassment.
"Oh c'mon as if Taehyung didn't lick them yet-"

Jungkook choked on his own spit.
"Oh, oh Tae licks every part of me. Usually his fav is my asshole tho~"

"Oh my god", Lisa felt like jumping off a bridge or something.

"You started this conversation", Jungkook shrugged, still touching his balls. "Would you - turn around? Gotta take a look."
Lisa groaned but then turned around so Jungkook could pull down his pants and squeeze his balls worriedly. "Sorry Jimin and Yoongi", he softly brushed them, making kissing noise towards them.

"You didn't just call your balls Jimin and Yoongi and gave them air-kisses", Lisa sighed.
"Well obviously I did", Jungkook hummed and pulled his pants up.

"Why- just why", she asked, questioning her ex-boyfriend's intelligence for the thousandst time this month.

"Taehyung thinks my balls are sweet, tiny and lovely. So are Jimin and Yoongi. And my balls wouldn't be the same without each other, so are Jimin and Yoongi. And I give them air-kisses because they need some appreciation as well-"

Lisa literally gasped at that.

"I love the fact you have such a soft impression of Jimin and Yoongi, and your balls. But you're disgusting, oh my god. Balls are the most unattractive thing ever-"

"You sure you're straight?", Jungkook glanced at her.

"Pretty sure, yeah."

"Mhm. You haven't seen Taehyung's balls, ugh they're huge and they just feel so good to touch and suck on and kiss and lick and-" Jungkook started ranting about the boy's balls with highkey sparkling eyes.
Lisa groaned, "I have only seen yours, obviously your balls are ugly then."

"Would you kindly stop insulting Jimin and Yoongi, okay?!", Jungkook snapped. "They don't deserve the hate."

"They neither deserve the amount of attention you're giving to your own damn balls."

"I was literally talking about Yoongi and Jimin", Jungkook sighed, doubting his ex-girlfriend's intelligence now as well.
"You were not", she hissed back.

"I'll call my boobs Namjoon and Jin now then", she then mumbled.
"Why? Cuz they're fake?", Jungkook giggled.

Lisa's expression dropped, "They're not!?!"

"I meant, faking straight even though they'd rather be touched by the same gender. Sounds like Jin and Namjoon, mhm~", Jungkook grinned.

"So were you", she smiled at him sweetly.

"Remember how you weren't able to get hard for me but Taehyung literally just breathed and you got all hard and probably wet as well?", she snapped.
"Yeah but that's because you're ugly-", Jungkook smiled and ruffled her hair.

"Did you ever look into a mirror? If I'm ugly you're like gollum or something-", Lisa rolled her eyes, crossing her arms and felt deeply offended by him.

"Gollum is sweet." Kook stated facts.

"So are you. And ugly."

"You're more ugly", Jungkook pouted and pinched her puffy cheeks, then poked her nose.
"Y'know I really don't know how Taehyung can keep up with your dumbass. Now that you're gay you're even more annoying", she sighed, but smiled softly.

"I'm just finally myself and I love it", Jungkook clapped his hands happily.

"I love that for you too", Lisa patted his shoulders, eyeing the door for a while, hearing footsteps from outside.

"Thanks, boo", Jungkook mumbled and hugged her from her side when they heard the door open.

Even if they weren't a couple anymore, even if there was literally no affection or attraction given, the moment they felt the danger coming closer, they hold onto each other, sharing one thought ;

This wouldn't end well.