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.

flawless and ethereal. My eyes immediately darted to his arms where the sleeves were rolled up, showing off the curves of his biceps. His bare collarbone glistened with slight sweat, and it made me feel

you look in your sweatpants, the

I'm going to stuff my face when I get there

behind my ear. "but I want to show off my girlfriend to them, so spare me."

process the situation that I was in at the moment. Jungkook had been

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store assistant held up a bunch of gorgeous and flashy dresses, causing me to break out in nervous stutters. I had taken one look at the pricetag, and let's just say it wasn't

a stunning off-white, paired with the unique cutting that showed off the curves

something I'd pick." I responded, staring at the dress and back at him. A smirk

too." he stares at me with half opened eyes and parted lips. If there's a right time

escaping his sexy glares. He's just a friend. That's right, Jungkook. Juancock. Jungfuck.

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

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

"Why? Is it weird? I'll chang-" I was cut off when he softly snakes a hand across my waist, pulling me

you later" Jungkook bites

was too taken aback to make a statement at this point. Jungkook pulls me along,

hair ready. During the whole process, his gaze never

in my high heels. Fortunately, I had