Unknown Heroes ◆ JeonJungkook✔

Thirty One: Gross Couple Stuff, Because We're A Gross Couple

Not paying attention in class had sadly always been one of my specialities, but lately it really had gotten out of hand. I blamed all of it on Jungkook and just kept telling myself that once I got used to our new situation I could go back to my usual semi-paying-attention.

"Looks cute." Kim Taehyung, who'd always been looking over my shoulder when I was doodling in class, commented, referring to the flood of Jungkook-Sketches I had more or less involuntarily unloaded on to the empty page.

I felt a bit gross drawing him so naturally and so much as soon as I got his okay, but hey, apparently I get a free pass when I'm in love.

"Isn't that Jungkook?" Taehyung grinned, wriggling his eyebrows.

I turned the page with a blank expression, "No."

But no matter how grossly cheesy I felt for drawing him so much in all kinds of random, innocent and most importantly domestic poses, nothing overdid Jungkook's cheesy fucking smile when I spotted him waiting for me after class.

"Since when do we talk on campus?" I teased out of reflex, referring to our past habit of avoiding each other in uni.

He rolled his eyes, arm wrapping around my waist as if it was the easiest thing in the world (and it probably was, for anyone but me), "You know, Bambi. You seem to be making it harder for yourself than you need to."

I glared at him, considering telling him about my inner struggle of being unable to be as casual with the whole thing as he is, but opting not to, because it made me just feel stupid.

After all, Jungkook's awfully sweet affections had become a pretty reliable constant in my daily life a little too quick for traditional dating (I blame that one on the hours of pining the poor boy spent while living right next to me). 

Sadly, another constant in my life had become how everyone in Jungkook's social circle seemed to kind of take me for granted all of a sudden - which basically just meant that we would be perpetually get interrupted by The Boys™.

-with which I mean Jungkook's group of meathead friends, ready to ruin my day as they used to before. That day when Jungkook picked me up from class for the first time was also the first incidence on which we collided, and I can assure you I wasn't very elated about it. 

At first I wasn't, at least, but just like Jungkook would these pricks eventually grow on me.

Hobi, as I tend to forget sometimes, was part of them, one eyebrow raising with a satisfied smirk as he spotted us.

This little shit. Hope he's happy now.

"Yooo Kook, isn't that your nerdy little Roomie?" One of the guys shouted out excited, having the fucking audacity to crouch down when talking to me, "Y/N, right? I'm Jaebom, remember me?"

"Not...really." I admitted, feeling myself retreat behind Jungkook at the curious smiles directed at me. Jungkook's arm tightened around me, otherwise not showing signs of uneasiness - I mean, they are his friends after all. As unbelievable as this occurrence seemed to me.

"Shit, that explains why he's been ditching us so much lately." Another guy groaned, earning understanding humming around him.

"Well, I can forgive that." Hobi grinned, arms crossed in front of his chest, once again gaining approving hums.

"We knew Jungkook's got game." A smaller guy with these large glasses with see-through plastic frame noted reluctantly.

"Maybe she can join us next time?" A blond guy shouted out, "Hyojong, maybe you can bring your girlfriend along too!"