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."

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

you, I really don't."

"then why did you

I was suddenly conscious

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

He was acting all

pulled on me. Jungkook wanted to get a honest answer out of me, and he had attacked my vulnerable side.

with a victorious look on his face. He seemed overjoyed and satisfied

At this point, I've lost my normal sense of composure, feeling my face heat up. If I was a target, he's

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

soft kiss on my cheek, his hand firmly holding onto my

He states with a smirk, loosening his necktie as he leans onto one of the tables. He had kissed over the

you imbecile nugget." I kicked him lightly, causing him to break

- but I didn't want to say for sure, the last thing I wanted to assume was Jungkook having any sort of

around my waist as he sat on the table,

help but notice his bulky muscles twitching underneath my hand. Damn, daddy

Jungkook starts to wrap his arms around me, trapping me into an

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