Rivals

Chapter 13

"..really? did you know that Jungkook told us not to lay our hands on you?"

Jimin's voice repeated in my head like a continuous drum, and I'm unable to let go. There was so much behind those words that he revealed to me, I just didn't know what to feel about it.

I've answered his question with a no. However, his expression seemed mildly surprised, as if it was already obvious that me and Jungkook were a thing. The truth is, however, we despised each other - or I thought we were supposed to.

I am left confused and lost by those very words since that day, avoiding Jungkook as much as I could. But it proved to be difficult, especially when he's especially good at manipulating the situation to his side.

"Will the vice president and president please set up the laboratory for the next class?" the teacher eyed me and Jungkook, a pleading look on her face.

"great..." I mumbled curse words to myself as I made my way outside the class, his larger figure following closely behind. I could even feel my back tense up against his presence.

"Hey," Jungkook started, pushing me against the wall of the laboratory. "What's with the avoiding?"

I could tell he was madly frustrated , his bottom lip twitching with emotion. His eyes pierced through me like a glacier, and I couldn't look away.

Before I could muster up an answer, he leans his head onto my shoulder, limping onto my body closely. I feel his breath against my neck, and it sent me tingles.

"As i thought, I've made you hate me."

There was a tone of sadness in his voice. And due to that, I felt my heart go weak.

"That's not-....I don't hate you, I really don't."

"then why did you avoid me?"

"because I was suddenly conscious of you-"

I paused immediately after realizing what I've blurted out. Jungkook slowly parted from me, a cheeky smile sneaking up the corner of his lips.

He was acting all along.

"You-" I said with a pitch higher than normal, feeling tricked by what he pulled on me. Jungkook wanted to get a honest answer out of me, and he had attacked my vulnerable side.

"So, you have the hots for me now?" Jungkook stated with a victorious look on his face. He seemed overjoyed and satisfied by my answer.

"Shut up." At this point, I've lost my normal sense of composure, feeling my face heat up. If I was a target, he's hit the bullseye. Nothing less expected from Jeon Jungfuck.

Jungkook observes my flushed face carefully, taking in every expression I was making. The look in his eyes softened as I stared at my reflection on his irises. Slowly, he snakes a hand behind my back and pushed me against him.

I closed my eyes and welped when he plants a soft kiss on my cheek, his hand firmly holding onto my hips. When he finally let go, I was left in a confused but flustered mess.

"It's now my territory. I left a mark." He states with a smirk, loosening his necktie as he leans onto one of the tables. He had kissed over the area where Jimin once laid his lips on.

"You can't just....claim me as yours, you imbecile nugget." I kicked him lightly, causing him to break out in soft chuckles.

He was probably driven by jealousy that I was all over Jimin - but I didn't want to say for sure, the last thing I wanted to assume was Jungkook having any sort of feelings for me.

"What?" I shot him a glare when he wrapped his legs around my waist as he sat on the table, trying to catch my attention. He pulls me against him again, and I stumbled onto his broad chest.

Since my hands held onto his thighs for support, I couldn't help but notice his bulky muscles twitching underneath my hand. Damn, daddy thighs.

I shook off my thoughts when Jungkook starts to wrap his arms around me, trapping me into an embrace, he enjoys my reactions as he rests his forehead on mine.

"Can you stop hugging me for no absolute reason?" I pushed his chest away, but he comes even closer and nuzzles me.

"Can't help it, I just really want to hold you all the damn time." He whispers into my neck, his lips pressed firmly on my exposed collarbone.

I gave up resisting and the two of us stayed in this position for a few more minutes , held in each other's arms. I witnessed his ear turning scarlet red as he hugged me softly.

"Soojung." he calls me.

"yeah?"

"Actually, I wanted to ask you something for a while now, but I don't know if you'd do it for me..." he pulls away to face me, a tint of blush on his cheeks. I felt his hand rubbing my arm, and his shaky voice

indicating how nervous he was. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"The truth is, my mother wants me to attend a marriage party."

"what?" I'm not sure the words that left his mouth processed completely in my head. He's going to have a fiancé.

"So, I was thinking." Jungkook caressed the side of my face gently, his eyes twinkling with hope. He examines my disappointed reaction and smiles a little.

"Can you attend as my pretend girlfriend?"

A/N: honestly I was really unsatisfied by this chapter. I'm apologetic to the eyes who had to read this. I hope the next one is better.

Because I planned alot of scandalous scenes. ?