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."

And due to that, I felt my heart go

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

you avoid me?"

suddenly conscious of

blurted out. Jungkook slowly parted from me, a cheeky smile sneaking up the corner of

was acting all along.

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

look on his face. He seemed overjoyed and satisfied by my

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

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.

his hand firmly holding onto my hips. When he finally let go, I was left in a confused but flustered mess.

as he leans onto one of the tables. He had kissed over

kicked him lightly,

all over Jimin - but I didn't want to say for sure, the last thing I wanted to assume was Jungkook having

on the table, trying to

couldn't help but notice his bulky muscles twitching underneath my hand. Damn,

to wrap his arms around me, trapping me into an embrace, he enjoys my reactions as he rests his forehead on

I pushed his chest away, but he comes even closer and nuzzles me.