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."

tone of sadness in his voice. And due to that, I felt my

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

did you avoid

suddenly conscious of

after realizing what I've blurted out. Jungkook slowly parted from me,

acting

a pitch higher than normal, feeling tricked by what he pulled on me. Jungkook wanted to get a honest

for me now?" Jungkook stated with a victorious look on his face. He seemed overjoyed and satisfied by my answer.

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.

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.

holding onto my hips. When

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

him lightly, causing him to

- but I didn't want to say for sure, the

table,

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

wrap his arms around me, trapping me into

absolute reason?" I pushed his chest away, but he comes even closer and nuzzles me.