Rivals

"..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.

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

"then why did you avoid

was suddenly

slowly parted from me, a cheeky

He was acting all along.

feeling tricked by what he pulled on me. Jungkook wanted to get a honest answer out of me, and

victorious look on his face.

my normal sense of composure, feeling my face heat up. If

look in his eyes softened as I stared at my reflection

a soft kiss on my cheek, his hand firmly holding onto my hips. When he finally let go, I was left in a confused

as he leans onto

nugget." I kicked him lightly, causing him to break out in

want to say for sure, the last

"What?" I shot him a glare when he wrapped his legs around my waist as he sat on the table, trying

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

me into an embrace,

absolute reason?" I pushed his chest away, but he