Your eyes shot wide open in surprise as they registered the sight in front of you.
Standing at the edge of the pool was Jungkook in nothing but his extremely tight swimming trunks.
Trust me when I say extremely tight.
Your breath hitched as you saw the water trickle down from his hair to his neck to his toned abs.
Damn your period, this was too much for you to take in.
"Y/N..." His eyes were as wide as yours, his voice snapping you out of your trance.
"Oh! Um... Sorry. I'll just leave." You hastily turned around but his voice stopped you.
"No wait! Please..." His voice was soft, tempting you to stay. Reluctantly, you turned around.
He walked to you, as you followed suit.
"We really need to stop meeting like this." He chuckled, looking at himself as he stopped in front of you.
"Y-yeah." You looked away, recalling how you saw him in boxers for the first time.
"Why are you red?" He smirked.
"What? I'm not." You laughed awkwardly.
"If you say so." He said in a sing song voice.
There was an awkward silence as the two of you stood there, looking everywhere but at each other.
"Look... I'm sorry." He said, looking down as he fidgeted with his fingers, causing you to raise an eyebrow. "I have been a jerk to you and Naya and I'm sorry." He said again. "I don't know what was wrong with me. I guess I was a bit overwhelmed. I was being too mean."
"It's okay. I'm used to it." You gave him a small smile.
"I know... That's what makes me more guilty." He sighed in a frustrated fashion.
"Don't be. I deserve it. It's not fair of me to emerge out of nowhere and take control. I'm sorry for that too." You said as he gave you an apologetic smile.
"Say... How good of a swimmer are you?" You raised an eyebrow, smirking challengingly.
"A better one than you." He replied.
"Careful, you might slip on your overflowing and greasy confidence." You hissed.
"Try me." He leaned forward, arms folded across his chest, a smirk playing on his lips.
"I will." You mirrored his actions. All of a sudden, you became conscious of how close the two of you were. You coughed awkwardly as you stepped back and took off your bathrobe.
"Race me?" You asked, stretching and relishing in the sound of your clicking bones.
"Don't cry when you lose." He said, making you scoff.
"Ready?" He asked you, crouching into his position as you followed.
"Are you?" You smirked.
"Oh yeah baby." He said in an American accent, making you chuckle.
"Ready...set...go!" You yelled, followed by two loud splashes. You were seriously rusty since it had been years since you last swam. You had no idea why in your right mind you challenged him.
You reached the end of the pool and came up from the water to see a smirking Jungkook, his perfect body gleaming with pearls of water. You couldn't deny the fact that Jungkook was truly an Adonis.
"Guess who won?" He flashed a cheshire cat grin.
"It's only because I'm out of practice." You shrugged.
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Trapped | KTH
Fanfiction••• "You are going to be the death of me one day." He mumbled, eyes looking into yours with such deep compassion that no one could ever rally. "You think so?" You asked, a playful smile on your lips. "I know so." He replied instantaneously, his eyes...
