Rivals

part one

"your love is like a deadly drug, I need it badly, and yet it kills my soul."

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"you're wearing a hoodie?..." Jungkook leans in slowly, buckling the seatbelt for me in a painfully slow motion. He pulls away, his blueish hue contacts staring right into my eyes, giving me his undivided attention.

"....cute" a smile creeped up the corners of his lips, threatening me to break out in a blush. Normally, I would've responded with a no shit sherlock, but somehow, I was trapped in this tense atmosphere again, where his presence was intimidatingly seductive.

When I sneaked a glance at him, Jungkook looked breathtaking. The way his suit nicely shaped his built body, it probably made girls faint and ovaries pop. Why the hell am in a car with a guy like this?

Oh right. I agreed.

He had cornered me with a temptation too unresistable to bare, especially when I don't have the financial ability to afford luxuries. He's mentioned how the party will include extravagant catering, and homegirl here needs her food.

So here we are, seated in his way too overpriced vehicle. Just how many mcnuggets can I afford with this car?

Whilst I was distracted in the land of the mcnuggets and everything happy, Jungkook snaps me into focus.

He is leaning against the steering wheel, looking flawless and ethereal. My eyes immediately darted to his arms where the sleeves were rolled up, showing off the curves of his

to say, as much as I love how adorable you look in your sweatpants, the socialites expect a more

to stuff my face when I get there anyway" I answered, smiling back.

his hands travelling to tuck a stray hair behind my ear. "but I want to show off my girlfriend to them, so spare me."

that I was in at the moment. Jungkook had been referring to

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out in nervous stutters. I had taken one look at the pricetag, and let's just say it wasn't as pretty

bodycon dress. It was a stunning off-white, paired with the unique cutting that showed off the curves of the person who adorned it.

I responded, staring at the dress and back at him. A smirk

stares at me with half opened eyes

off my flusteredness and went away to change, escaping his sexy glares. He's just a friend. That's right, Jungkook. Juancock. Jungfuck. Junglecock.

When I hurriedly put on the dress and slide the curtains to the side, I had locked eyes with the man waiting for me.

slightly as minutes passed by. There was an obvious shock in his expression, and I

softly snakes a hand across my waist, pulling me closer to him. I feel

I find it annoying that there might be men swooning all over you later" Jungkook bites his bottom lip, reddening it as he

a statement at this point. Jungkook pulls me along, making sure I stuck close to him.

get me makeup and hair ready.

my voice belted when I tripped a little in my high heels. Fortunately, I had grasped onto Jungkook just in time before I made myself an