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"Y/N," Jungkook shouts smirking, making Y/n her eyes. She shifted uncomfortably in her school seat, knowing her brothers best friend would piss her off so early in the morning.
"What?" She asks coldly, scribbling in her notebook.
"Did you see Bunny Girl's new video? Sheesh I got hard the moment she pressed play. That ass, tits... fuck, I might get hard right now," he says biting his lips. He doesn't know. Nobody knows, expect Jimin...your gay bestfreind. He also happens to be dating your brother, Jin.
"Dont care Jungcock," you say still scribbling in your notepad. He scoffs and scoots more closer to you. "You look hot today," he breathes out, biting his lips. You ignore him and continue to scribble, until he speaks again.
"What the fuck is so important that you can't pay attention to me baby?"
You secretly blush at the word 'baby'. The teacher walks in and you stash your secret notepad away. "Go back to your seat. Goodbye" You say, looking at him. He nods and goes to his seat, which is next to your enemy, Lisa.
She's always hated you because your so close to your bother Jin. And know she hates you even more that Jungcock is 'close' with you.
You roll your eyes when you see her massage Jungkooks shoulder. You really like Jungkook...but he can't know that. Nobody can.
He's a player, so you obviously know he won't go for a 'softie' like you.
But your not what you seem on the outside
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"Y/N!!" Jimin shouts, clinging onto your arm. You let out a slight 'hey' since your not in the mood. Lisa had been constantly glaring you and mouthing 'Hes mine bitch' all day.
Which pisses you off. "What's wrong babe?" He asks, only to see a walking ass come our way. Jungkook.
"Babe? I thought you were gay?" Jungkook raises a brow. I open my locker, not sparing them a glance. I can feel his eyes on me. I hate how he teases me.
"Come to the party." He says licking his lips. You slam your locker, causing him to flinch. "Busy, sorry," you say, walking away from him.
"No your not...," he says gripping your wrist. "Yes. I. Am. Now let go." Your now struggling to get out of hold.
"What could you possibly be doing that you'd miss a party of mine?" He asks. You scoff and remember you have to record today.
"None of your business"
"Yes. It is," pulling you closer to him, you face right in his chest.
"Now what is so important princess?" You sigh and think of teasing him. Him and Taehyung, his enemy- but your friend- don't get along.
