Brand New Girl (A Tzukook Fanfic)

~21~

~Tzuyu POV~

"Jimin, I told you I'm fine." I said, smiling softly at the worried blonde, who was giving me troubled looks every now and then. He smiled and nodded.

"As I was saying-"

*BANG*

We all turned to the door, which had interrupted our teacher's lecture, and revealed an angry Jungkook, eyes narrowed to slits. My eyes widened in shock when he stormed towards me.
"Who-" I started but he suddenly pulled me up. Jimin stood as well, the blonde's hands held up in front of him in a placating manner. "Kook-"
"Stay out of this, hyung." Jungkook growled, dark hair messy, and pulled me away without a second thought. I stumbled after him, his hand painfully gripping my wrist.

"Jungkook-" I started but was cut off when he pushed me into an empty room. "What are you-?"

"Shut up, Chou." He snapped, shoulders heaving as he paced around the room, ignoring my confused figure by the door that he locked. He ran his hands through his hair in frustration and turned to me, eyes narrowed. He gripped my arms tightly, ignoring my wince, and practically dragged me to the teacher's table.

 He spun me around and pushed my back into the teacher's table, trapping me in as he leaned down to my level. I gulped and hid my arms behind my back when I saw his eyes roaming around my body. He glared at me in warning and unceremoniously pulled one of my arms out from their hiding, cursing loudly. 
"It- it's not that bad!!" I tried to say while I attempted to pull away, but his hands tightened on my wrist.

"I said shut up!!" He yelled and looked at me angrily. " Didn't I tell you to defend yourself?! I told you not to let them get to you!!"

"I did do it!!" I yelled back, his temper affecting me. "That's why I have these!!!"

He studied my face, features softening as he sighed in resignation, turning his attention to my cuts. I shivered when he ran his fingers through them gently. "Damn it, Tzuyu," He muttered. "I told you to be careful."
"I tried." I argued, my eyes following his fingers. "It's not my fault they hate me so much."
He chuckled softly and pulled me towards me. I looked at him in confusion when he guided my arms around his neck, his own slipping down to my waist.

I stood there like a stick when he pushed my head down to his chest, which was the only thing I could reach without standing on my toes. He sighed and wrapped his arms around my waist gently.

Then realization hit me and I stiffened even more.

I'm hugging him.
I'm actually hugging Jeon Jungkook.

~Jungkook POV~

"Something wrong?" I asked softly, noticing how she froze against me. She hummed and rested her forehead on my chest. "Nothing." She murmured. I didn't buy it one bit but didn't push her, instead opting for giving her comfort and burying my face in her hair, breathing in her vanilla-like scent.

You really have to make up your mind, Jeon Jungkook.

I sighed and pulled away from her. "Come on." I murmured and wrapped my fingers around her wrist gently.

"Where are we going?" She asked curiously when I pulled her along, gently this time. "Clinic." I answered shortly, looking at her and expecting a protest, but she surprised me by nodding.
"What? It's not like I can stop you." She grumbled when she noticed my raised eyebrow. I chuckled and opened the door for her, making sure the hallway was empty.

"I still have a class though..."

I smiled. There it is....

"So do I," I said, turning on a corner. "But look where I am."
"That's different, Jeon."
"Really, huh?" I challenged and opened the door of the clinic. Thankfully, Ms. Park wasn't there or I would've been forced to answer her questions. "In you go, princess."

~Tzuyu POV~

"Who told you?" I asked, swinging my legs childishly. He hummed and looked up from rummaging through the drawers. "I told the others not to tell you."
"I was bound to know," He smirked smugly. "I am the heir of this school-"
"Jungkook."

He smirked wider and walked up to me with bandages and other medical stuff. "Yeri told me." He said and started cleaning the cuts on my arms. I poked his shoulder, convinced that he was only telling me one part of the story. He looked at me and rolled his eyes, sighing. "I forced her to tell me," He added, then sighed in exasperation when I glared at him. "You couldn't blame me!! The girls were awful at hiding stuff."

I nodded, peering at him again when a thought occurred to me. "You didn't... get them expelled, didn't you?" I asked hesitantly. He looked at me again and grinned mischievously. "No." I sighed in relief.
"Not yet, at least."
I gasped. "Jeon Jungkook!!" I yelled, making him laugh. "I'm kidding, princess."

Princess... That used to be an insult, but now I'm getting used to it being a nickname.

Gosh, what is happening to me?

I watched him as he busied myself with the long, red lines on my arms. His black hair looked fluffy, I had to stop myself from touching it. Wonder what shampoo he uses...
His eyebrows were furrowed in focus, gently guiding the cotton ball through my arms. I hissed silently, making him rub my pulse with his thumb soothingly.

He looked and acted nothing like the jerk I first met.

*RING*

He let out a breath and finished bandaging my arms, the soft material reaching the end of my sleeve up to my wrist. He looked up and smiled when he met my eyes. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked and grinned teasingly. "Does the princess like me?"
I chuckled and rolled my eyes. "You wish, peasant."
The heir scoffed and shook his head, a smile decorating his face. "Come on, your highness, let's get to the cafeteria."

I slipped my hand through his and hopped down the bed, grinning in amusement when he opened the door for me.

"What the hell?!!"

I turned in surprise and gasped, immediately letting go of Jungkook's hand. Pure horror etched my features as I took a step forward.
"..... girls...."